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NOTHING is more stressful than a tense atmosphere with every single soul hitching their breath and gulping heavily while their King was giving you and Sanzu a death glare making of you unable to look up and meet his fierce lilac orbs. Everyone was sitting on the couches with their head down.
'Damn you Haruchiyo..you really had to blabber infront of everyone..' you were cussing him at the back of your mind, afterall why wouldn't you? The moment that idiot stepped in your house, he started telling everyone both of you used to be a thing and you wonder why he did that?
Who the fuck will shout,'yo hows my beautiful and sexy ex doing' right in front of their boss knowing how crazy he can be towards his obsession? Well sanzu of course, he was always blunt and loud, good thing he didn't say how wild you were on bed with him.
Meanwhile Izana lit up his cigarette as his stare never leave your anxious body, you could feel his gaze piercing your soul. You shivered a bit as he asked in a really angry voice, it was loud and clear,
"How many times?"
"Huh?" You raised your head nervously to look at him yet you end up looking everywhere but not him, you acted like you didn't even understand what he was asking but you know it has something to do with you and Sanzu being ex.
Izana puffed an air and with a swift movement, he got up and points his gun right on Sanzu's forehead making you yelped in fear,
"Nyahhh what the fuck?!!!"
"How many times did you touch what's mine?" He asked lowly, making everyone even more tensed while you blinked and blinked, before you said
"But..Izana..everyone has a past lover..you used to have too.."
You saw Kakucho facepalmed himself, while Shion was trying to hold his wheeze and this made you frown as your gaze return back to Izana, feeling a cold object o your head.
Now the gun was pointing at you instead of Sanzu, firmly pressed on your forehead as his tanned finger was placed on the trigger.
'Better make your prayers bitch...you should seal your mouth as soon as you can YN' your mind scolding yourself as you laughed nervously,
"Y-you wouldn't.. heheh..right?.."
"It depends.."
"Enhh?"
"The amount of bullets that will enter your brain depends on the amount of time that addict touched you.." His voice was emotionless, his beautiful lilac eyes were void and this was scaring you even more.
"I didn't.." sanzu interrupted making everyone look at him in confusion even Izana raised an eyebrow at him as his pale hand gently removed the gun from your forehead, "I never touched YN inappropriately...she might be my ex..but I'm speaking honestly..we never made out.."
"Haru.." you mumbled,your face titling to meet his sloppy blue eyes. That bastard was clearly lying to save your ass, but why?
"We were a couple just for show.."
"What do you mean mii amor?" Ran wrapped his arms around Sanzu's torso and rested his chin on his lover's shoulder as Sanzu look straight in your eyes,
"Can you elaborate to the King yourself YN?"
You flinched a bit as Izana pressed his gun again to your forehead and look deep in your (e/c) orbs as if he was signaling 'say your prayers my slut because you are definitely dying today' he wasn't calm at all.
"I-well..I.." you were clearly out of ideas, making everyone frowned in the entire room, as Izana cocked his head to the side, patiently waiting for your answer.
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