#samezukan

Noiz had not received as much as a warning before Rin pressed his frigid palms to his face. His pupils had immediately narrowed with mild shock, and then darted to the redhead’s face.

Noiz found himself unable to say a word. Instead, he snaked his hands up the back of Rin’s jacket and shirt, pressing his own freezing hands onto the other’s back. Rin immediately jolted up, his back stiff from the sudden cold.

"You’re a bastard," Noiz hissed.

Ninth person: My muse tries to seduce yours, albeit at the most inappropriate of times ((Y DO U ALWAYS GET THE GAY ONES…… HINGA DINGA DURG))

Noiz entered the numbers into his phone, incredibly bored and in a playful mood. He felt like bothering Rin was the only thing that could sate his desires and pick up his mood, so he pressed call and waited for the other to pick up.

On the other end, Rin stared at the screen of his phone, his eyes frantic. We was so panicked and anxious that he just couldn’t take his eyes from the device. He was so incredibly scared that when the icon appeared on the screen, he nearly jumped. Finally, someone was calling. He didn’t even bother checking who his caller was before pressing the answer key with a shaky finger.

"Hello?" He practically shouted into the phone. Noiz raised his eyebrows. He didn’t have to fucking shout, Christ.

"Wanna come over?" Noiz spun around in his swivel chair like the 5-year-old stud he was.

"H-huh? Look, Noiz, now isn’t the goddamn time-"

"We can share a few drinks, and maybe take our clothes off-"

“Noiz!”

"… What the hell is your problem?" 

"… Look, I’m really on edge right now!" Noiz could hear a large sigh being released from the other side of the line. 

"My good friend just got into a car accident. I have no time for your bullshit. Goodbye, Noiz." And with that, he hung up his phone.

Damn, Noiz had fucked up.