𝟏𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 .

(twenty-one)ᵈᵉⁿʲⁱ

story by chosos_mascara on a03

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Summary:

you find out that using your body as a bargaining chip is the most effective way to persuade denji.

Bargaining with Denji had become second nature to you. Positive reinforcement as Aki had called it, encouraging good behaviour. At first, it had felt as if you were manipulating him, though every stick of gum and condition met by the blonde had soon been a routine. Sometimes, Denji would ask you himself if you'd reward him for staying quiet, or remind you when he'd done a good deed, such as taking out the trash or washing his clothes.

"Denji, quit complaining." You spoke, sighing heavily while placing a finger against your temple, a desperate attempt at relief from the headache caused by none other than the male sat beside you. The bus home wouldn't take long, yet he couldn't stop himself from fussing over what he'd considered a wasted Saturday. While he'd wanted to be fooling around with friends, you'd requested his presence grocery shopping, with Aki moved out you'd required a buddy to haul the food back with. Denji couldn't help but drag his feet the entire time, sighing and whining when you'd tell him he couldn't add another bag of snacks to the trolley.

"This journey is just so boring-" Denji had begun yet another protest, crossing one arm over the other as you'd started questioning his sanity.
"Please, shut the fuck up!" Interrupting his moans with an outburst, the chatter on the bus had quietened down along with Denji, eyes drifting to you through narrowed expressions. Tilting your head downward, you slumped back against the seatglancing through the window to judge how much further your shared home had been. An assortment of buildings passed the glass, an indicator that you'd still had another five minutes, and then what would be a very brisk walk, before you'd walk through the door and beg Power to be on shopping duty next week instead of the childish blonde beside you.

"Power won't like the veg you bought-" At this point, you'd wondered if he'd been purposely trying to piss you off - to grind you down to the last nerve available within your body, until you'd finally snapped.
"Denji." A hushed tone, in contrast to the loud pleas you'd screamed prior, had gotten through to him. For the first time all day, his mouth had closed, even if for a few seconds before he'd opened it once more, teeth on display as he'd mustered up another complaint. "I'll do anything if you'd just," You exhaled, closing your eyes before emphasising the final word. "stop."
"Anything?" Denji questioned, to which you'd profusely nodded, irked beyond belief by the man's behaviour. Babysitting a twenty-three year old had been the last thing on you itinerary for the day, and you'd be willing to spend a large amount of money on whatever snack or thing he'd request just to have a moment's peace.
"Sex?" Denji asked, to which your eyelids had raced open to shoot the deepest glare you were sure you'd given the male, even after co-habiting for over a year.
"Not anything." You reiterated, to which Denji sighed, slumping back against his seat with his arms remaining crossed over his chest. You watched as his brown eyes traced the ceiling of the bus, frown across his face.

"Man." He breathed, head hitting the fabric rest behind him, hair flattening against the fabric. "You know, you remind me of-" Beginning again, you'd become desperate, reconsidering your original denial of sexual favours in exchange for silence, finally settling on:
"I'll show you my tits if you stop talking."

It had been as if a muzzle was placed over his lips from that moment forward. Not a single sound had erupted from the usually talkative mouth, a demonstration that Denji really would do anything for the promise of boobs. You'd heard Power had offered it once before in exchange for his help with something, though you'd been unsure if the tale had bee true. Now, you'd been left with solid evidence, and a racing heart as you'd placed your key in the door, twisting it with trembling hand as you'd realised the weight of your bargain.