Chp.9: Snarky comments

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Third person's pov:

Salamander was enjoying a walk out, enjoying the breeze, watching the sky, having a feeling that it might rain, and he was right.

'Shit, I knew I should've brought an umbrella, or some cozier clothes, I need to find a shelter, now' The wolf thinks frantically, when he notices the Butterfly Mansion in the distance, and he immediately sprints towards it, banging on the door.

Butterfly bitch is the one that opens, her expression angry as she looks at Salami, her voice coming out strained as she says "Well, what do we have here, Grandpa, hear to disturb the residents of my mansion?"

"No you dweeb, it's raining, let me in,"

"Fine, but I swear if you EVER bang on my door like that again, I will stick my sword up your ass, got it?"

"Fine, Sorry,"

Sanemi scurries away hurriedly, not wanting to be in the same room as Shinobu for any longer.

'I guess now that I'm here, I should go see Tomioka,' the purple eyed male thinks happily, thinking of how lucky he is to see the hot as fuck but oblivious male.

As Sanemi reaches No longer Emo's room, he opens it, and notices that the other male wasn't there.

'Huh? Where is he?'

Chiwawa then saw the window open, with sisterless sitting on the tree outside of it, looking like he was about to fall over.

"Oi, what the hell are you doing out in the rain, from what it looks like, I'm 2000% sure that it's raining dumbass,"
The taller male remarks, although he was teasing, he was still worried for the shorter's well being.

"Hello to you too, Shinazugawa-san, what ever could you possibly want that could disturb my rain gazing?" the shorter says, his tone sarcastic as he turns around to look at the simp in his room.

"How the fuck are you rain gazing, I'm freezing cold in here and I've only been in the rain for a few seconds, and you're literally soaking wet," Salmon exclaims, his voice rough and mean, not liking how the other was talking to him.

"It's not that cold,"

"Sure it isn't, you're obviously cold, Tomioka, you're shaking like a leaf, get down from that tree will you?"

"I'm not cold, you're just delusional, 😔"

Sanemi sighed and rubbed his hands together, trying to hear himself up as he spoke.

"Come on, I'm not blind, just get down from there,"

"Well you're already halfway there, with your color blindness and all,"

"You little- Hold up, how do you even know about that?" Sanemi asks, genuinely confused.

"You told Oyakata-sama that his "red" eyes were getting duller by the day, and that was about your 4th hashira meeting or something," Giyuu replies, remembering the funny moment and Sanemi embarrassing himself in front of the Master and the other former hashira.
"Master's eyes are purple, by the way," he continues, letting a few giggles escape.

Salamander huffs and snaps at our bbg Giyuu.

"Fine then, don't come in, but don't be a pussy and decide to come in later!"

"Hey, I'm not a pussy! You said you were freezing and I'm not, so you're the pussy, so shut up,"

"No you shut up, water boy! I'm not a pussy!" Sanemi snaps, a smirk forming on his lips.

"Well you're the one complaining like woman do!" Giyuu snaps, something about the way Sanemi talked to him just made him lash out.

"Excuse me! how do you know how woman act, you don't have a woman!" The scarhead snaps back, veins popping out of his forehead as he looks at Giyuu.

"Neither do you, Wind bitch!"

"How would you know?! And don't call me that!"

"Oh, it's obvious, very obvious, Wind bitch,"

Sanemi looks at Giyuu with mock hatred, his expression angry but not hateful as he speaks "Oh, and how so? Is it because I'm ugly? Or maybe it's because of my scars?"

"Nah, you're hot, but you're mean 😒"

(NAH SOME ONE HAS TAKEN OVER GIYUU HE'S NO LONGER OBLIVIOUS)

"Like I said, mean is my personality, Water slut," Sanemi replies, his anger dying down, then he realizes what the other just said.

"Did you just call me hot?"

"Did you just call me a slut?"

Both say at the same time, their playful teasing gone as they looked at each other, their faces red.

"Well, you could be my slut, Tomioka~"

Giyuu's mouth flies open, his face as red as a tomato, thinking that the nickname "Water slut" slipped out from Sanemi's mouth by accident, until he heard what the other just said.

No longer Emo but still a hottie jumps back through his window, still silent and red, while Sanemi is just starting at him.

"Uhh.. Tomioka, you okay?" The taller asks, genuinely curious as to why the ravenatte was so silent.

"GET OUT YOU PERVERT, WHO THE HELL CALLS SOMEBODY A SLUT,(everyone does Giyuu you're just oblivious and 50% innocent and the rest of you is dirty and sassy😔) YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THAT?!" Giyuu screams, his voice high pitched from embarrassment as he pushes Salamander out of his room, while the other was just smirking, enjoying the other's flustered state as he hears the door get locked behind him.

"Jeez, Tomioka, I'm sorry, when you decide to forgive me I'm going to be in the kitchen," Sanemi says, walking away.

Meanwhile, the other hand his back against the door, his hands on his ears as he rocked back and forth.

'SHINAZUGAWA-SAN CALLED ME A SLUT, SHINAZUGAWA-SAN CALLED ME A FUCKING SLUT, IS THAT A GOOD THING OR A BAD THING?! COMING FROM SHINAZUGAWA-SAN OR TENGEN-KUN I THINK IT'S A BAD THING, BUT COMING FROM KYOUJURO-CHAN OR MITSURI MAYBE IT'S A GOOD THING?! WTF WHY AM I EVEN THINKING ABOUT THIS? FJJRNDKEFJFBDK! OK CALM DOWN, JUST CALM DOWN'

When Giyuu finally calms down, he washes himself and wears clean clothes, considering going to eat, even though he knows Sanemi is in the kitchen, regretting a teenie but that he went out in the rain as he might catch a cold or fever.

HIII! ☺️ So like I lost motivation, but I read a sanegiyuu one shot and got the idea from there, if the person who made the one shot is reading this, just know I'm giving you credit.

BTW THIS IS FOR MY VIRTUALLY ADOPTIVE BROTHER, I MADE THIS AS I FAST AS I COULD BECAUSE HE'S OBVIOUSLY BEEN TRAUMATISED, SO IF HE'S READING THIS YOUR WELCOME 🤗 ☺️😍😘💓😻💞😉🤭🫢🤫

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