Housemates (Keisuke Baji x Reader)

- The Bitch and the Gang -

“We're not that fruity.” You stated confidently as your arm leisurely rest on Keisuke Baji's shoulder and the other vacant one sneakily steals pieces of chips from the oblivious Kazutora's bag. “I mean sure we get a bit too close sometimes but we're definitely not fruity. Right, babe?” You asked and turned to Baji whose hand is on your waist as he make sure you don't slide from your position on his lap.

You're currently busy denying accusations that you and your tall-ass, long hair delinquent neighbor are fruitier than tutti-frutti. And the said accusations are from Chifuyu and Takemitchy who witnessed the two of you being a wee bit close and intimate last time. I mean, being caught on your neighbor's lap while in the bedroom is not enough to form accusations about being fruity, right?

“We're not even close. Pardon me, but me and this bitch are not even friends.” Keisuke added, agreeing with you for the first time without arguing. He said that while his hand rests on your waist and the other hand steals chips from the still oblivious Kazutora.

You just snickered. “Pardon, huh? Big words for the big boy?” You teased nonchalantly, remembering the time he misspelled the word ‘spell’ in fourth grade.

He just rolled his eyes and slightly pinched your waist. Chifuyu and Takemitchy raised their eyebrows at the interaction. But neither of you care as you guys are busy being not fruity and stealing potato chips from Kazutora. You stole a few pieces from the bag and concluded that with a few more sneaky moves, the pack will be empty.

“You have some crumbs on your cheek.” Keisuke randomly said and tried to brush it but you did it yourself using your messier hand which was covered with more dust from the food.

“Is it fine now?”

Keisuke Baji can only snicker as you present a messier cheek. With his right hand still on your waist, his other hand sneaked behind your neck to cup the upper part of your nape. Almost without warning did he ran his tongue on your cheek, his tongue slick against your dusty skin, and distanced his face away from you as if nothing happened. He's just a big ol' cat cleaning a messy kitten.

“Eew, dude. Saliva.” You complained and wiped your cheek. He just snickered and said a smug ‘you're welcome’.

“And they say they're not fruity.” The Chifuyu-Takemitchy duo complained, smelling bananas, mangoes, apples, pineapples and other types of fruits from your direction. In fact, at this point you're no longer fruity. You're the whole fruit cocktail. Heck, you're the whole fruit stall— the orchard even.

You could definitely be kissing and you'll deny it as not being fruity.

As the two of you was about to do just that, be fruity for clarification, a group of voices made their presence known. Your gossipy ears perked up due to the voices especially when some are particularly smexy.

“Eh~? [Name] and Baji are a thing now?”

“Congrats.”

“Why am I not informed? And I thought we're buddies.” Followed by a scoff, “maybe it's just me then.”

You grinned and waved at the newcomers. The gang obviously just finished some of their delinquent things basing on their dusty clothes and scratches here and there. Not that the bunch appears to be defeated, no. In fact if anything, the kids probably made the other side cry.

“To be clear, Mikey-chan. This,” you said to the blonde boy who enthusiastically waved back at you earlier. You gestured your hand to you and Baji's position, particularly how you are on his lap with an arm looped around his neck. “This is just neighbors being friendly.”