Stop Using Me {suna x uke male}

book 2 chp: 14

They were on the roof of the building, Suna was behind (M/N). The shorter male was in a squat, rummaging through his bag, looking for a specific weapon Takedia and him designed a few years ago.

Suna's eyes trailed down, looking over his entire body that was visible to his eye. He let his eyes linger on (M/N)'s ass, greatly missing the male and touching the male.

"Ah, here it is." He muttered.

(M/N) stood up, slinging the bag back on his shoulders as he adjusted the heat on the weapon he was about to use.

"So, when are you going to give me a weapon?" Suna asked, his eyes going back up to look into the (E/C) eyes that belonged to him.

"You want one?" Suna eagerly nodded his head like a child. He wanted a cool weapon (M/N) designed. The male chuckled, pulling his bag and opening it, "Let's see..." He hummed, "My simple ones: a crowbar, a bat and a gun." Suna's golden like eyes were a bit dull at those mentions. "Oh, I see. You want one of my special weapons?" He poked Suna's nose with his index finger.

"Thought it was obvious."

"Okay, well, I have this heat ray that I'm about to use." (M/N) smiled at the sparkle that glinted Suna's eyes. "I also have a a replicated noisy cricket from the movie Men and Black." The Noisy Cricket is a tiny, palm-sized firearm of astonishing power. Despite its small size, it launches a large orb of energy. The Cricket can level a truck or blast through five feet of concrete. "A glaive -also known as a krull." The Glaive is part ninja star, part switchblade, part boomerang, (M/N) had fun making that. "And, my trusty bo staff."

"I want your bo staff."

(M/N) cocked a brow, "Don't you know how it works?"

"Yep, but I've been dying to use it since I've seen it."

"Alright fine," he sat on the roof, "but it'll take me a few minutes before it can read your thoughts."

Suna sat on the ground, leaning closer and looking at (M/N)'s bo staff. His chin on the shorter male's shoulder as (M/N) smiled.

"Gray or gold?"

"Hm, gray."

Suna couldn't help himself, he wrapped his arms around (M/N)'s waist. His fingers going over (M/N)'s gloved fingers as the glow was gray instead of blue.

"You're a bit handsy." (M/N) commented, turning his head and making eye contact with Suna.

They held that eye contact, the world around them dissolved. Their breathing was in sync, their eyes trailed down to their lips. Before both looked back up.

(M/N) cleared his throat, turning away before he got carried away. It was too soon. Suna frowned at that, one way or another, he was going to get a kiss.

"Here." He handed Suna his bo staff. "Think of something."

Suna grabbed the bo staff, the wooden weapon turned into dish soap. "Sweet."

"Dish soap? Out of all the things you could've thought of, you think of something to clean dishes."

"The dishes at Inarizaki aren't clean, so could I use this-"

(M/N) smacked the back of his head. "Yes and no. You can use it to actually clean dishes but no way in hell are you using my precious bo staff to clean your dirty dishes." He stood up, stretching, adjusting the bag on his shoulders. Suna stood up as well, stretching. "Alright, let's go."

He took the heat ray and began to make a giant square. He grabbed a rope and tied it around his waist before the square was complete.

They lifted the ceiling block together, putting it behind them. Suna held onto the rope and watched as (M/N) put on that same gold mask he used for his appearance.