Okay SUPER short but sort of cute. Yay fluff.
Enjoy!
~G~
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Giriko sat on the couch, his usual beer in hand when Justin walked in, listening to his music. He never took those damn things out. He had his eyes closed but the young priest knew the apartment so well he did this too often for Giriko to feel comfortable.
"What do you want?" Giriko asked even though Justin couldn't hear him. "Hey priest!" Justin just walked over, his steely eyes opening to look at his lover.
They started sharing a room shortly after Giriko arrived and Justin quite enjoyed falling asleep to his chainsaw's snoring, though he would never admit it.
Justin sat on the couch and laid down between the older man's legs and wrapped his arms around Giriko's waist while burying his head into the chainsaw's bare chest.
"What do you want?" Giriko snapped but his face presented a dazzling smile.
"I'm sorry Giriko. I can't hear you." Giriko growled at him and pulled an earbud out. What was so important that the kid would chose this over him? Giriko popped one in his ear and listened.
"Music?" Justin chuckled.
"Naturally."
"This shit isn't music!"
"Then don't listen." Giriko growled and placed the bud back in Hustin's ear and took a drink.
He waited until he felt the priest slip off into sleep and slipped the earbud back into his own ear and rested his head in Justin, oblivious to the priest's smiling fave below him.
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Chains of Love (BoyxBoy)
RandomGiriko x Justin Law A series of one-shots and short stories revolving around a death scythe and a chainsaw.