Roleplay Starters For The Desperate~

You know him!?

"So what's with the fancy attire?" YL asks.

"Oh uh, Mirage gave it to me." Mocha explains.

YL went quiet.

~ later ~

YL burst through the door to Mirage's restaurant. Everyone turned to look at him confused. "You—! Youuuuuuuu!! I need to talk to you!" YL says, pointing at Mirage who just looked extremely confused as he stood behind the bar table, in the middle of pouring someone a drink.

YL then stormed over to Mirage. "To the back room- now!" He said while tugging on Mirage, trying to physically drag him to the back room, but YL's attempts at dragging him failed. Mirage stayed in place, not even budging in the slightest.
"Holy shi—! what are you made of-? a bag of fucking bricks-?" YL mutters under his breath as he continues to try and drag him to the back room, letting out an annoyed grunt when ever his attempts failed.

Mirage looked very unamused. "...Oi mate, you done yet-?"

YL eventually huffed. He let go and crossed his arms over his chest as he looked away and closed his eyes with a frown. "Yes. I'm done.." He mumbles with an annoyed pout.

Mirage sort of just anime deadpans at YL's attitude before having one of his siblings come over to take over his shift. Mirage then brings YL with him to the back room, closing the door behind them. Once they where in the back room YL immediately started talking.

"How could you-?! I trusted you-!" YL exclaimed.

Mirage was super confused again. "How could I what-?"

"You gave him clothes-! You gave that stupid yandere freak clothes-!" YL continued.

Mirage leaned back against a wall, crossing his arms. "Calm down... babe."

YL stopped at that. "I- WTF! We aren't dating!"

"Then stop acting like you're some jealous boyfriend." Mirage responded. "Also who are you talking about?"

"Mocha! That coffee wolf guy who smells like caramel and sea-salt!! The bitch that keeps chasing after VN!" YL said.

"......... And-? Look I know he doesn't have much respect and his reputation isn't the greatest. But the fact is that he is genuinely trying to change. He just didn't know how to. He needed some sort of leverage to help get him there, so I took it upon myself to be that leverage that helps him." Mirage explains calmly.

"But I thought you where my friend! Not his!" YL yelled.

Mirage perked up, a smug smirk spreading across his face. "I'm sorry~ could you repeat that~?"

"I thought you where my friend......?" YL mumbles confused. "... OH— NO NO NO- I UH- I didn't mean to say 'friend' I uh- you- no- you aren't my friend- you - uh- are an acquaintance- ......." YL quickly said.

Mirage just continued to grin smugly. "Mhmmm~ sure. What ever helps you sleep at night."

"I- no- stop reading to much into it-! I only have one friend-!" YL continued.

"And who is that 'one friend'?" Mirage asks, slowly walking towards YL now.

YL backed up, almost tripping over his own feet. "I- what-? Friend-? Did I say that-? I meant to say no friends- I- uh- I have no friends-! Zero! A-And uh- I don't need friends- at all!" YL exclaimed, trying not to jumble-up his words. He looked so soft right now... Though he was desperately tying to keep his guard up.