When we walked in, we were greeted with a nice Grey couch, along with a nice fireplace with family pictures of the ones who live..or lived there.
The kitchen was small but large at the same time, it was weird. Shinazugawa walked up stairs to the 2nd floor. I couldn't help but glance at his ass a bit. My eyes looked away immediately.
My face flushed. "If there is 2 rooms Tomioka, due to your injuries I'll have to share a room with you to tend to your wounds when needed." He said walking in one of the rooms upstairs.
"Wait- you're telling me I gave to share a bed with you? I-i mean it's not like-" Shinazugawa cut me off and he scoffed.
"The hell? I'm not sleeping with you just because your hurt emo. Tch. I'm taking the floor, easy access to supplies anyway." He said bluntly laying a thick blanket on the floor.
My face froze. "O-ohh...right-" I was being so awkward right now if I could hide in a hole I would.
Shinazugawa laughed, my heart stopped. it was so light and soft. Why was it so...intoxicating? I grunted and furrowed my eyebrows. No..nope he doesn't like you and you don't like him. He is just a tag along...
I thought to myself. "You're so pathetic Tomioka. But I'll have genya bring the first Aid kit so I can treat your wound correctly this time."
He sighed and suddenly picked me up bridal style. "If you continue to walk on this you'll bleed out. So I'll carry you to your room.
"AHH WHAT THE FUCK?! YOU CANT- you can't just pick me up like that.." even if I wanted to fight against it...it was nice having him close.
He carried me to a room that was dark but cozy. "This room fits you emo. Dark, but sometimes comf-" Shinazugawa cut himself off.
Before I could say anything he gently layed me down on a bed his arms still embracing me as he sat me down.
Then out of hell knows where genya Busted down the door. Shinazugawa tripped and fell on top of me his lips smacking my cheek. (Ayo? And his face cheek)
Both of us froze, our faces no longer tan or white, but instead a tomato red. "GENYA WHAT THE FUCK?!" Shinazugawa stood up immediately chasing after his brother.
I remained there froze, I placed my hand on my cheek my face still red. I'm never washing my face again.. I thought to myself.
Around dinner time Shinazugawa was still in my room cleaning my deep cut still. "Shinazugawa..? Can I ask you something..?" I said blushing slightly.
AN: hey yall, I'm Going to post shorter chapters but multiple in a day, due to my family wanting daily updates. So 2 or 3 chapters a day thank you for your understanding.
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The target. (A sanegiyuu story)
Adventurethis is a story where, one you are in the story..but you aren't the main character, second sanemi lives as a retired Marine. who now works at a golden corral, as for giyuu, he is just a man who works at a green house. the both of them keep thinking...
