#noncitta

[➹] Hase wasn’t one that allowed himself to be made a fool of for long. Even if his tongue might not have been as sharp or clever as others, he could at least back up his words with some sort of force behind them. He could trust his fists, even if they were bloodied and bruised.

He could remember the lilt of the Kureshima’s eyes, the small smirk. At the time, he hadn’t thought anything of it--everyone here was exactly the same, weren’t they? Scrabbling for power.

He didn’t expect to lose, though. And now that wasn’t something that he could deal with, not when there were so many people that knew of his humiliating defeat. He wasn’t even sure if it appeared difficult at all. In his mind, there was only one way to right this wrong.

Some people might have called Hase creepy, for having trailed the younger one this far, but he called it appropriate action, and as soon as he deemed it safe enough he strode forward, fury written on his face.

Violet eyes crinkle as fresh rays of sun slip through the blinds of his apartment, a migraine setting  deeper with every blink. It's not a usual occurrence that Toudou wakes up with a hangover after a night of drinking--he was the type to regulate! Last night however, ended differently. With the consistent mentioning of a bespectacled ex, as well as the offered drinks every half hour, well--he was this was unavoidable. 

He rolls over (very carefully), checking his phone for any new messages, a routine he partakes in every morning (or every 15 interval). This time, however, he notices messages sent and received to an unknown contact. 

Toudou's eyes widen as he scrolls, immediately breaking out in a nervous sweat. 

[ MESSAGES: YESTERDAY ] TO: ?? ?? ?? SUBJECT: bicnh

(1/) [ OPEN IMAGE ]

(2/4)  was thinkgin about u today (3/4)  tihnking baout how you lost the htottest boyfriend ever anyway    (4/4) SUCKS 2 B U jerksface!1! ndgkaha 

Oh god. Toudou wasn't one to feel ashamed--he never had a reason too--but the feeling crashed harder on him then as if it were boulders tumbling off a mountain. With now slippery hands, the climber hastily types out a reply and sends them off immediately, before any thoughts of doubt can catch them.

TO: ?? ?? ?? SUBJECT: oh my god oh my g

yukkiterudiary

After having stumbled into Yuno earlier he had expected their to be another meeting, one more planned than the other. The pinkette was obviously not very happy that he had been hanging around like he had been doing. She was quite protective of Yuki, rather the right words to explain her was obsessed. Their first meeting this day was by chance, he having to check up on how Yuki was doing with all of the recent developments put him right in her path. Needless to say he was not welcomed with open arms even though he was keeping an eye out Yuki.

Then again it was not surprising as she probably viewed him as a rival since he had so boldly declared the feelings he had for the other boy were not feelings shared by friends. It had been amusing to see her face after he had said that and it tempted him to want to say more, to do more. To make her angry. Yuno Gasai truly is the only person in his world that he should every hate.

So Akise waited, waited for the pinkette relaxing almost casually on the bench near the area he had been instructed to be. When she did appear he smiled that almost taunting grin he'd only have for her.

"Ooo~! I always wondered what it would be like to be more metal than man!”

A good way to end the day, Durga finds himself working to operate the enormous armor plating, several sizes too big for a change, that Douglas’ armor consists of. The hood continually slips over his eyes, but despite the inconvenience, he seems entertained by the effort. At least it keeps him busy.

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