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── ❝ Chapter 16: Creeper, Aw Man! ❞ ──
❝ You BETTER stop! ❞
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MONDO INSISTED THAT the biker gang may be able to cheer you up, considering just mere hours ago, they were.
And so here you were, upstairs in your room watching as Mondo logged into Minecraft on your computer.
Well, more so heard the keys clicking.
Surprisingly comfortably, you sat on Mondo's lap and koala hugged him, resting your head on his shoulders and facing away from the screen. Mondo faced the opposite way, turning on a FaceTime call but ultimately turning his camera off.
"Let's get it started in here!" You heard Asahi sing-song from the other side of the call, proceeded by a loud crash. "Fuck, I fell!"
Still on Asahi's end, you could hear a deep voice berate him for being clumsy. You heard Keizo groan loudly.
"How the fuck is your boyfriend there..!?" The boy complained, looking an inch away from exploding. "It's like eight in the morning!"
"Gundham doesn't sleep," Asahi commented off handedly, followed by a faint deep voice of disagreement.
"Are we able to get a hold of Touma?" You heard Manabu's bland voice ring through the phone, before pausing. "What about Y/N?"
You had to resist the temptation to speak, instead nuzzling closer to Mondo. "When I left, they were both tired. I think they're both sleeping," Mondo reasoned, reaching one hand up to caress your shoulder.
"Fair enough," Manabu replied. "..How's she doing?"
"..I don't know." You felt Mondo's grip on you tense as he answered. "Why do ya' ask..?"
"Didn't ya notice, idiot!?" Keizo's abrasive voice grumbled at Mondo. He scoffed, though you could even tell through the phone that Keizo's voice was strained. "..She wasn't.. doing too hot last time I checked."
Mondo let out a deep sigh, hugging your body with both of his stocky arms and lightly squeezing you as though you were his stuffed animal. You felt his breath stifle as he answered the question again. "Dumbasses.. Y/N is fine."
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