idk what this story is about
but it's inspired off the little story
that I made in this cool Wattpad
group chat and some people said
I should make books in there so
here I am now
Shoutout to those people btw they are so cool and awesome I love...
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What the fuck? Is Giyuu flustered because of...me!? I sighed out loudly and debated if I were to continue watching Giyuu like a fucking stalker or something or if I should return back to where I was. It hurt my brain to just try and decide if I should or should not and I was using to much brain power over something so small.
Staring is all I could do at this moment, not like my mouth could form any words. Even if able it would be something embarrassing.
I stood there, as still as a statue. There was little to do in that situation. I wanted to just walk away and down the such empty hallways, but a little part of me is trying to convince myself to do risky moves. Should i speak out to him? Or should i let myself be intrigued? . . Giyuu paces around in his room anxiously wondering what to do with his very special guest. Biting his nail he tries and tries to think of what to do but then suddenly a spike of noise catches his attention. The floorboards.
" Oh shit! " Sanemi Whisper shouted to himself. Looking down at the one toe on the crooked floorboard. Giyuu snapped his head towards the door and quickly busted the sliding door open, his heart beating out of his chest to see his profound guest kneeling on his door infront of him.
There was a most definitely awkward silence between the two of them, not a word spoken but eyes were connected to each-others faces like puzzle pieces. Giyuu was trying to figure out why the FUCK Sanemi was on his knees in-front of his door spying on him. Sanemi on the other hand was trying to find an excuse to make but even so no matter what he says it wouldn't be qualified.
"Uhm, what the fuck are you doing." Giyuu blurted out unpleasantly. "I was..going to check on you..?" Sanemi nervously said thanking the lords he didn't stutter or fumble his words. He felt shameful though, the look on Giyuus face signaled he was disgusted, weirded out basically.
Who wouldn't be? The angry flush on his face and his squinted eyes, Sanemi knew he wouldn't be staying here any longer, any more as-well. He sat up with his mind in knots. On accident and on habit of hating Giyuu SO much he snapped at him.
"What the fuck are you looking at? Just forget this happened..i'll be on my way I have a mission anyways. "
And in the blink of an eye he disappeared thanks to his wind breathing. Giyuu stood there still trying to process the turns of events and was utterly still weirded out. But y'know he didn't mind Sanemi kneeling down face to face with his—
