A Little Crazy | Jyugo x Reader [NANBAKA]

Chapter 6 - And So The Idiots Return

Made 7/5/2021

Pickup Line Of The Day: I was wondering if you’re an artist because you were so good at drawing me in.

Random Fact Of The Day: Anteaters have no teeth. Guess it won't bite it's tongue. Lucky.

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It wasn't long before the rest of the cellmates returned. At least by that time, you were finished with the slice of bread that Jyugo had given you. Hajime beat Uno into a pulp and threw him into the cell with the rest of them following behind.

"This conversation isn't over, Gorilla!" Uno shouted from the floor after being dropped there.

"Are you asking to get beat up again, because I have no problem doing so." Hajime balled up his fist, raising it near his face so he could threaten Uno.

"No! Not my delicate, beautiful face!" Uno got into what looked like the tornado-drill position, so he could protect his 'delicate' face.

"Don't cause any trouble- you're making me have more PAPERWORK!" Yelling his last words, Hajime slammed the cell door closed and stormed away.

Of course, after making sure you and Jyugo were there too.

You brushed off whatever bread crumbs you had remaining on your clothes, and looked up to see everyone looking at you and Jyugo.

Uhm, yes?

You stared at the rest of them and looked over at Jyugo, who seemed to be just as visibly confused.

"JYUGO, YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO MAKE A MOVE ON (Y/N) WHEN WE'RE NOT HERE!" Uno threw something at Jyugo, yelling at his close proximity with you.

"OR AT ALL!" Nico quickly picked up a nearby magazine, also throwing it at Jyugo.

"AND ESPECIALLY YOU!" Rock snatched a soda can, bonking Jyugo's head with it.

"I'M NOT MAKING ANY MOVES! STOP-" Jyugo picked up the can, throwing it back at Uno. "-THROWING THINGS!"

You sat there bewildered, totally expecting one of the items to hit you, but all of them had surprising sharp aim. You would admire them if the circumstances were better, and maybe join in too, but you couldn't.

As they continued to shout and fight with each other, you were able to simply tune them out and state at the, now dark, night sky. There was a very nice view from Cell 13 and you would spend your time admiring it for a while before you would ever get tired of it. The way the stars shimmered back at you captivated your vision, and how the moonlight simply hit objects with the pearliest white glow. The night sky was magical.

Just like how you always wanted to be–

perfect.

Having the ability to shine onto people the only way that would develop positive relationships. And then to build onto those relationships as time would go on, but it never worked out that way.

You didn't believe it was like that for anyone.

But-

You looked towards your four cellmates who've become quite familiar to you in only two days, seeing how they all care for each other even while throwing every nearby object.

These ones are different. They seem to have found what makes each of them shine, and have latched onto it with upmost consideration.