Thank you next,door neighbour!! #SemiShira

Camaraderie

They reached their apartment complex from the grocery store. Goshiki sprang up and down in excitement."Please Semi-san.I wanna learn guitar..please,please." He had learnt that Semi was a musician.

Semi turned to Shirabu with "rescue-me" eyes.

"Shouldn't have given my hiding spot away." Shirabu said, trying to make Semi regretful.

"Please Shira...help..he's nice and all..but a little too nice, you know what I mean?"Semi whispered to Shirabu.

"Good news,Shiki.Semi-san wants to take you to his band practice soon."Shirabu announced loudly,as they entered the apartment.

"Seriously..omg..thanks Semi-san..I'm soo thrilled already.Yeah,yeah."he yelled

"What's all the chaos?" Taichi, who'd just walked in,asked."Hi Semi."he waved.

"Hey Taichi." Semi responded.He turned to Shirabu,"..and thanks brat.Keep an eye open while you sleep tonight."he threatened.

Taichi had so many questions about the situation,while Shirabu smiled coyly.

Semi bid them goodbye as he had music practice.

"Wait Semi...shirasu?"Shirabu asked shyly,raising the shirasu packet in his hand.

Taichi "oohed" excitedly."Welcome,Semi Eita. You're officially a part of Shirabu's Chosen. He's actually sharing THE Shirasu.This is huge.Any words on your achievement?" Taichi asked ,holding a phantom mic to Semi's mouth,as if he were one of those gossipy third-rate reporters,who cherished blowing things out of proportion.

"You know what?Go back Semi-san...to shut Taichi and Shiki up.They won't let me live my goodwill down and sorry if I assumed you weren't busy or something..so take a portion of it and go back.Might as well enjoy it in your own apartment..in peace." Shirabu suggested , clearly irked and emphasising the "in peace" part,while looking at Goshiki.

"Err..are your sure?? I might just take you up on that offer. I've got a rehearsal , so I'll be off soon. Thanks for the shirasu."Semi nodded meekly. He took a little bit of the shirasu and left.Taichi and Goshiki spent that evening, trying to drown out all of Shirabu's curses and lectures on minding their manners and business.

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Shirabu was startled by frantic knocks and the doorbell ringing one evening,as he got ready for his night shift at the hospital. He opened the door to an angry Semi."I need ice..have some?" he asked,not so subtlely covering his obviously wounded left arm.

Shirabu nodded."What happened to the arm?"he questioned,as he wrapped some ice from the freezer, in a towel.

"None of your business."Semi curtly answered.

Shirabu quirked a brow."Fair enough...but I thought Moody was my esthetic."he said,handing the ice to Semi.

Semi sighed."I have a headache and I hurt my arm.I'll be taking the ice now and leaving." So saying,he made his way out.

Shirabu too got ready to leave."I've got nightshift." he said , answering Semi's questioning look,as Shirabu followed him out. "By the way,I know a human-induced headache when I see one.You've clearly been in a fight."He explained

Shirabu once again rendered Semi utterly awed.How on earth did he know that?

Shirabu foraged his bag for something and finally took an ointment and a few pills out."Tylenol or Advil,take whichever suits. Clean the cuts,bruises under running water and apply povidine after.I gotta run." he advised, thrusting the stuff into Semi's hands.