Shito sat at a long table in the cafeteria beside his partner, eating his way through a plate of yakisoba noodles. He took a bite, frowned, then glanced down the table
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Devit glanced sidelong at Shito but said nothing in response. He did hate him, after all; there wasn't anything more to say without going into the details of why, and Devit--having done nothing but, in the past few days--didn't really want to think about it.
"Do I have to fucking tie you two together or lock you in a room or something?" Chika demanded. Just to make a point, he stood up and went to the other side of the table, so that he could look at both of them - and they couldn't use him as an excuse not to look at each other.
"Listen up, both of you. Stop acting like retards," he ordered them. "Right now the three of us are the only ones we can count on, right? How'm I supposed to trust you two to watch my back if you're acting like this?"
Shito keeps his eyes on Chika, or tries to, but he can't stop from shooting glances at Devit out of the corner of his eye. Worried, unhappy glances.
"It's not my fault," he said. "I mean... I didn't mean to make it like this. But if Devit's disgusted by me, I don't want to push myself on him. And neither should you, Akatsuki."
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"I don't want to bother him," he said. "He hates me."
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"Listen up, both of you. Stop acting like retards," he ordered them. "Right now the three of us are the only ones we can count on, right? How'm I supposed to trust you two to watch my back if you're acting like this?"
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"It's not my fault," he said. "I mean... I didn't mean to make it like this. But if Devit's disgusted by me, I don't want to push myself on him. And neither should you, Akatsuki."
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"Didn't mean to make it like this," he snorted. Seriously, what'd Shito think would happen? "It was all just a mistake, right?"
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