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      "Rib, mind if I borrow this?" Soraru held up a pastel pink sweater with a smile, and Rib nodded. "why don't you pick something more your style? Aren't you more into dark colours?" he asks, and Soraru chuckled. "well, Anku said I'm not cute because I'm always so dull, so I'm gonna show him I can be cute if I want to," his giggles filled the room after, and Rib laughs.

      Rib is lounging on his bed as he watched Soraru go through his clothes. But now, Rib watches as Soraru pulled the white shirt off his body, and gasped. "babe, you are so fucking thin," he gasped out, sitting up quickly. Soraru flushed, buttoning up the white button up he found and pulling the oversized sweater over it quickly, before he sat near Rib. "help me tie?" he asks, holding up a blue ribbon for Rib to take.

       "babe, you need to eat more," Rib chastised, as he pulls Soraru toward him.  "I know, I am trying," the shorter murmurs in return, staying still for Rib to finish tying the ribbon loosely around his collar. "you better. I want you all cute and nice to hug and cuddle with," Rib replies. Soraru blushed, even if he rested his head on Rib's shoulder. "do I look cute enough?" he finally says, sitting up and turning towards Run to show him. "cute enough for me," the other male replies in response, a small laugh bursting out when he looked at Soraru.

      "go ahead, isn't Anku waiting?" Rib asks, pushing himself off the bed to put his hands on Soraru's shoulders. "mhm. I wanna eat breakfast with yo-" "-theres no need. just go." Rib says easily, and shoved him gently towards the front door. "remember to eat!" Soraru called, and Rib replies with "eat a lot!" the door slammed shut with Soraru's laugh still lingering in the air.

        After he left, Rib took a quick bath, and dressed in a simple white tee and a pair of black sweatpants. He made himself a toast and a cup of coffee, and proceeded to make himself comfortable on the couch. After a while of idling his time away, he heard the door getting knocked and stood up, making his way to the door.

       "ah. you're here." he says, and swung the door open wide, letting Mafu walk in. The blonde is dressed in a button up and jeans, and he looked around the living room, albeit anxiously, before he took a seat. "where is-" "-Sora? he went out with his friends," Rib replies, pouring a glass of water for Mafu and bringing it to him.

      "how's your day so far?" he asks, and Mafu smiled thinly. "boring. why did you ask me to come here?" "ah. about that." Rib leans forward in his seat, a steely glint in his eye as he smiled. "I just wanted to know when are you going to stop with that attitude of yours." "what attitude?" Mafu asks, his expression extremely confused, and Rib scoffed.

      "honey." his voice dripped with sarcasm. "don't play dumb." Rib scraped a nail against the table, and Mafu watched it silently, mutely as he waited. "he cries every night because of you. and y'all aren't even together. are you a hundred percent sure you can give him the happiness he deserved and much more?" his words are sharp, designed to hurt Mafu with its bluntness.

         "i-" "-and if you don't know why he did the things he did- stop looking at him with disgusted eyes. You have no fucking idea what happened to him. How hard it hits him. You have no rights, to ignore him like that and still acts as if he belongs to you. He isn't an object- and he deserve so much more than you if the only thing you can offer is disgust and misunderstandings."

       Mafu flinched, as if Rib had struck him. "is that.. is that how i treated him?" his words are quiet, so full of sadness, that Rib sighs. "i would like it if you pursue him like he isn't worthless. Soraru is precious, lovely, and he really deserves more." Rib laid a hand on Mafu's, a small smile etched on his face. "so i strongly advise you to lay off him if all you can offer is hurting him."

a/n : maybe considering to stop after i finish all these books, sorry for updating after so long!
-aru

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