Orange juice. Just oranges, nothing else, I swear.
[Come on, Chuuya, let him have this, he always makes orange juice in the morning! Which...has gotten a little weirder with the fruit having faces but it's still good. Perfectly acceptable orange juice.]
Boss, c'mon.
[He says it with a scolding tone-- sort of-- but that tone would work a lot better if a) he wasn't grinning back at Chuuya and b) if he hadn't just put his hand on top of Chuuya's.]
[chuuya siiighs a long and put upon sigh, pressing his forehead against toshi's back before he releases him and steps away,fingertips trailing over his hips along the way.]
Fine, fine, breakfast first. And I guess orange juice is okay, just don't put anything else in there, alright?
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That shit's on a completely different level, come on. There's no fucking way.
[this is a JUICE FREE LIFESTYLE he leads, Toshi, let him live.]
And anyway-
[the arms around his waist slip just a bit lower, and a bit more, skimming down to rest on his hips.]
I'd like to think my signals aren't that mixed.
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[Come on, Chuuya, let him have this, he always makes orange juice in the morning! Which...has gotten a little weirder with the fruit having faces but it's still good. Perfectly acceptable orange juice.]
Boss, c'mon.
[He says it with a scolding tone-- sort of-- but that tone would work a lot better if a) he wasn't grinning back at Chuuya and b) if he hadn't just put his hand on top of Chuuya's.]
We haven't even had breakfast yet.
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Fine, fine, breakfast first. And I guess orange juice is okay, just don't put anything else in there, alright?
[he's watching you toshi, no weird shit]