We Twinin' Bro?

⛩ Strawberry Lemonade ⛩

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I looked past the white-haired man over at Itadori and internally sighed in relief as I saw some of the blood on his bandages start retreating back into his wound, so knowing he was going to be safe, I decided to try taking a step back, but at that moment the sound of laughter changed its location from in front of me to behind.

And then I hit something that definitely was not there in my room before.

"I suppose you can keep your privacy if you answer my other questions then!" The man said behind me, making me realize I had backed into his chest.

My head turned to face him so fast that I didn't even see what was in front of my eyes properly until I stopped moving and saw the sly smirk on the man's face. Seeing this, I slightly flushed from embarrassment until I realized something, well... more like two things.

'So Six Eyes can teleport. Shit.' and:

"Are you wearing lipgloss?"

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At my remark, Six Eyes laughed.

"You're the first one to notice so quickly!" He chuckled, grabbing my shoulders after I backed into his chest, making it so that I couldn't jump away, "You certainly are perceptive, aren't you?"

"You're in my face," I said with a deadpan expression, "And-" I started before he leaned over me a bit more, his lips turned in a cocky smile as I caught a whiff of a sweet scent, "Strawberry lemonade?"

"Ooh! And you're not just skilled in observation!" He laughed.

"Wait- are you wearing-?" I began before he interrupted me.

"Ding ding ding!" He said enthusiastically, "Look at you go, Bunbun! Three for three!"

I processed the nickname he just called me, "Don't call me that." I said, glaring up at him. Don't come at me this motherfucker's tall.

"Only if you give me your name, Bunbun~." Gojo teased, shaking his pointer finger at me.

"No thanks." I said, "May I remind you that you've broken into my house? You have no right to make requests."

"Oh but I can!" Gojo laughed, his grip on my shoulders tightening, "Because I'm the strongest!"

I sweatdrop at his words, "And that changes anything about breaking into my house why?" I reiterated, "In front of whoever the fuck this kid is?"

"That reminds me. You said you couldn't tell me why you have precious Yuji over here. I'll allow you to keep that secret, but you have to answer my other questions~" he said, his voice still playful.

"So! Question one!" Gojo started, making me sweat, "Your name?" He asked, his grip on my shoulders tightening.

"Classified." I shot back.

"Oh~, is it now?" He said in a teasing voice, "And why would that be?"

I was sweating bullets at this point, "Bound by the law." I said.

"Really now? I find that hard to believe." The white-haired man said, raising a brow at my response, "I thought you were perceptive, but maybe I was wrong about you, Bunbun."