Childhood 'Friends'? - Baji x F!Reader

' 𝟹𝟽: Nosy.. '

I watch as she comes back, hands on her hips and a knowing expression crossing her face. "Care to explain?"

I stared at her a bit before noticing what she was holding.
"Not my business.." Luna says, shrugging.
I pinch the bridge of my nose. "Mana, go put those back.." Doing as I said, she slowly creeps back to put them back. Though, with a laugh, she sprints out the room and down the stairs yelling Mitsuya's name.

Running after her, I trip her on the last stair, getting on top of her as I hush her, placing my hand over her mouth.
"What on Earth," Mitsuya began, confused.
Still fighting, Mana bites my hand and looked at him with a grin crossing her face. "They have,"
Before she could finish, I grabbed her hands and put them over her own mouth. "Shut." I demand. Whines of struggle come from under me as I smile at Mitsuya and Baji, ignoring it.
"I haven't seen her do that in a while.." Mitsuya muttered. "Let alone to someone else."
"With the amount of times she did it to Kazutora I'm starting to think she's a switch and he's a bottom for her specifically." Baji agreed.

"Your sister snoops too much." I complain. I feel Mana begin to shuffle from under me. Removing her hands, I sigh sassily. "What?"
"I couldn't fucking breath!" She panted.
"Whose fault is that?" I asked sarcastically.
"Yours!" She whined.
"Then stay outta my stuff."
"I just wanted to know what it was.." she said in an oblivious tone.
"You know what it is." I argue.
A smirk grew on her lips. "Yeah, it's birt—"
I push her hands over her mouth again, cutting her off entirely.
"Now I'm curious, what's going on anyway?" Mitsuya questioned. He looks over to Baji, who was ignoring the situation.
"You know what it is, don't you?" Mitsuya questioned him.
"Yeah." Baji admitted.

I look at Mana and sigh, "Will you be quiet?"
I watched as she nodded her head reluctantly, and in turn, removed my hands cautiously and got off her.
"Which one do you use more often?" She asks, causing Baji to look up in surprise of her question.
I sigh, ignoring the question. "Just go back upstairs."
Following after her, she looks at me with pleading eyes. "Can I have one of the capsules?"
"No, you cannot." I deny.
"What about one of the balloons then?" She asks.
"What are you even going to use it for?" I question her.
She shrugs, "Never know what happens.."
I laugh, shaking my head at her humor. "Get your ass up the damn stairs."

Whilst making my way to my room, I find Luna opening one of the packets and Mana staring wide-eyed. "Luna, what the actual fuck.." I mumble.

"We were curious." Luna admitted.
I snatched the condom and the box, almost disappointed. "Curiosity kills the cat, Luna." I warn.

"You probably can't walk for a good while." Mana joked.
I only roll my eyes with yet another sigh. "Mana, shut up."

"Fine." she whined, though, the silence doesn't last long. "Which do you use more often?" Luna questioned.
I threw a pillow at the girl. "That's personal information." I almost feel tempted to ask Mitsuya why his sisters are so damn nosy.
"No, tell me!" She insisted.
"Pills, now leave it alone." I say quickly, almost embarrassed with the conversation.
"Oooh realllyy?" Mana teased.
"I'm done with you, shut up!" I laugh, throwing a pillow at her as well.

Luna sighed, "Aren't you going to school again?" She questioned, thankfully changing the subject.
"I am."
"Which one are you doing this time?" Mana asks.
"Now it's for my masters." I inform.
"You put yourself under too much, y'know that right?" Luna said, looking at me knowingly.
"I don't feel like I am. If I over-worked myself I would've taken a break by now." I say with a shrug.
"Aren't you already over-working yourself with this back-to-back school thing?" Mana asked, remembering last time she asked, I was working on my Bachelors.
You shook your head. "In my opinion, not really."
"So technically Keisuke is the only one working?" Luna asks.
"I would work while doing school, but he suggested I don't so I wouldn't over-work myself," I explain, "He wants me to focus fully on school."

"That makes me think of how some students will hook up with professors in college.." Mana says, almost disgusted at the thought.
"Bet you're hooking up with your commander!" Luna says, watching her sister visibly repulse at the thought.
"I'm not hooking up with my commander, thank you. It'd be way more accurate if you followed the fantasy of a professor x student." Mana responds, crossing her arms.

"My professor is beyond 30." Luna said bluntly.
"Anything to get them grades.." Mana says with a laugh.
I sigh at their antics, "Honestly, I'm afraid to take you two to a club simply because I'm more than sure that you both will wake up in some random guy's house."
"I mean.. we can't help that we're hot." They say in unison.
"I feel like anybody that successfully gets with me should feel blessed, honestly." Mana says with a shrug.
Luna laughs mockingly. "I feel bad for anybody who thinks they can handle your bullshit."
"That's real sweet comin' from you!" Mana whined.
"S' real sweet comin' from both of you considering you almost drove your brother half crazy.." I broke up their argument.
"Takashi's always been crazy.." Mana mumbled.
Luna nodded, "He just has way too much patience. It's almost creepy.."
"My point being.." I sigh, redirecting my point, "You both were a handful. And still are."
"They looked at each other. "I think we were pretty good as kids.."
"You called him while he was in the middle of a fight.." I remind, remembering one day after school, Toman had a fight, and the girls had called him.

Surprisingly, he was able to talk while fighting, and at the age they were, they didn't suspect a thing when he told them he was handling something. He couldn't blame them though, they didn't know any better. Not that he did, blame them. After, he said he'd rather them call him for the simplest of things than be too afraid to call him at all.

"Mana asked what he was doing once he got home that day, and when he told her he was out with friends she said 'it sounded like you were fighting'." Luna explained, remembering the moment vividly.