Welcome to The Lupin Gang ||Lupin The Third||

Nothing Better Than Being With You (J x G)

(Jigen x Goemon)

"Sorry Lupin, I'm gonna sit this one out."

"Awwww but Jigeeeeeen!"

"Count me out as well."

"Goemooooon?!"

The two who called quits sit comfortably on the beat-up couch; though Jigen seems more comfortable than Goemon as his crossed shoes are propped against Goemons lap.

"But whyyyyyyy?"

"Tch, That damn Fujiko—" Jigen starts.

"—will only betray us again, Lupin." Goemon finishes.

"Considering last time, I'm good on this one," Jigen concludes. Goemon resonates in silence, his eyes closing peacefully in his unique aura of tranquility.

"You guysssss" Lupin balls his fist, fidgeting in frustration. He leaps from his seat and crosses his arms angrily.

"That fine!" He snaps.

"I'll just keep the treasure all to myself!
Consider yourselves lucked out! Fujiko and I willlll drive off into the sunset while you two stay stuck here with nothing!"

Jigen shrugs and Goemon sits in silence. Annoyed and infuriated, Lupin walks out abruptly.

"Toodles!" Lupin farewells aggressively before slamming the door behind him. The two listen as he leaves the hideout and the Fiat 500 speed away.

The two sit comfortably in silence for what felt like hours, yet was only 30 minutes at most.

Though so much can be accomplished within that time frame for Lupin, the samurai and gunman sit peacefully on the couch, listening to the wind and neighborhood noises outside.
They're thankful to pick such a peaceful location that wasn't completely secluded from society.

Goemon couldn't help but bat an eye open, glancing over at Jigen at the other end of the couch.

"Must we go... after him?"

Jigen tsks.

"Not now, perhaps later. He's just having a temper tantrum, let em run his course."

Goemon shuts his eyes once more with the tiniest grin.

"How childish."

"Heh, I'll say."

The two fall silent once more.

Goemon flinches as he feels Jigens heels move out of his way. He hears the gunman move on the couch, feeling a presence of some sort coming closer to his face.
Goemon finally opens his eyes and turns to Jigens direction. He flinches again much more hastily as Jigens face, or what was visible from under the fedora, was mere inches away from his own.
Goemon turns his head away quickly, his cheeks turning a soft pink out of embarrassment. He shuts his eyes, believing that Jigens merely teasing him for his lack of closeness with anyone other than his prized sword.

"Have any plans, Goemon?"

Goemons cheeks, feeling Jigens warm breath near, flourish a deeper pink at the suggestive question, despite it seeming that there was no intention of making it in such a way.

"Per... Perhaps it would be time to look for Lupin to see what he's up to..."

"Agh. Lupin, Lupin, Lupin...—"

"—ack!"

Goemon opens his eyes wildly as Jigen arm hooks around his neck and draws him in. The Zantetskun he was previously grasping fumbles onto the floor as Jigen tugs Goemon back into the couch, the samurai on top of the other guy. Jigens legs lock around Goemons thighs and hips as his arms give Goemon a tight chokehold.
Jigen gives a sharky smile under the shadow of his hat.