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Jyuto yawned, finally ready to call it a day. He had been bombarded with cases all day, and he was honestly pleasantly surprised that Samatoki didn’t bother him with some meaningless shit in the past 24 hours.
Sadly, his peace had to end.
Inside of his pristine apartment, he had just taken off his gloves when his phone buzzed with a call. Groaning, Jyuto picked it up to see it was the bane of his existence, Samatoki. He answered begrudgingly, “What is it now?” At this point he just wanted to sleep, not deal with whatever shit Samatoki had done.
“Jyuto you need to get here ASAP.” Samatoki sounded panicked.
“Are you alright?” He asked. Usually, if Samatoki was in trouble, he just sounded angry , not scared.
“FuuUck!” Samatoki yelled. “Just get your ass down here!”
“Why-”
“MOTHERFUCKER!” Samatoki screamed. “Jyuto, this is an emergency! Code red! Get your fucking AH-” and the line cut.
Jyuto dashed out the door as fast as he could. He got to his car and bolted out of the lot, running almost every red light on his way to Samatoki’s. He’d sue anyone he needed to, but he needed to make sure Samatoki was okay.
What on earth could have happened? He would have been nonchalant if he had been arrested, and can fight off anyone he needed to. If he was ganged up on, he wouldn’t have a chance to call Jyuto. He must have been in some deep shit.
The usual 15 minute drive was turned into 4 with how late it was (and the fact that Jyuto broke practically every traffic law on his way over). He ran into Samatoki’s apartment building without even locking his car, running to the elevator and to Samatoki’s floor. His foot wouldn’t stop tapping on the ground impatiently.
The doors opened and Jyuto was out in a flash, down to Samatoki’s door and flinging it open.
There he was in the main room, pointing an illegal gun (that jyuto didn’t know about) at the air, his eyes wide and full of fear.
“Samatoki!” Jyuto darted towards him, tackling him and disarming him of the piece. “What the hell are you doing?” There was no one else in there.
“Behind you!” Samatoki gasped.
Jyuto whipped around to see a giant. black. bug. flying towards his face. “Fuck!” Jyuto jumped off of Samatoki to dodge the hideous creature.
Samatoki scrambled to his feet, yelling “Bathroom!” and ducking into the half bath behind him and slamming the door shut.
Jyuto punched the door, “You bastard! Let me in!”
“No!” Samaotki yelled through the door, “Kill it!”
This was the only door that didn’t require running toward the demon to escape, so this one was his only hope. “So help me Samatoki…” He pulled the (legally issued) gun out of his pocket, “I will shoot you if you don’t let me in!” He was about to cock the gun when the door opened a crack and pulled Jyuto inside.
Now both of the grown men were in the half bath, hiding from a bug. “Is that why you called me!?” Jyuto growled, “A fucking cockroach!?”
“Yeah.” Samtoki heaved. “Was hopin’ you weren’t scared shitless by ‘em.”
“Samatoki.” Jyuto scolded, “Have you met me?”
“Yeah.” Samatoki said again, cracking a smile this time, “Should’ve known your germophobic ass would be too pussy.”
“At least I have an excuse,” Jyuto grinned back at him, “What does the big bad Yakuza have against roaches?”
“Scum of the earth.” Samatoki leaned against the door, “Burn them all to hell.”
They both sighed, looking down to see the roach crawling under the door frame.
And then both full grown, tall, fit men were screaming and scrambling to open the door, taking a beeline for the next closest escape, the coat closet.
They slammed themselves in the closet, just barely fitting in the dark 2x2.5 room. Samatoki grabbed a jacket off the rack and sank down onto his ass, stuffing the door crack with the fabric so the roach couldn’t get in.
Samatoki stood up slowly, trying not to knee or elbow Jyuto. Once he was up, Jyuto sighed, “Well, this is… pleasant.”
“I guess it’s been a while since you were in the closet?” Samatoki joked, earning a flick in between his eyes. “Ow! What the fuck-”
“You’re lucky there’s not enough room in here to punch you.” Jyuto smirked in the dark.
“Don’t need to punch me,” Samatoki chuckled, “Your perfume’s fucking toxic.”
“At least I don’t smell like tobacco and dried blood.”
“It’s a matter of preference.”
“It’s a matter of hygiene.” Jyuto argued. “How often do you take a shower?”
“Twice a day.”
“Laundry?”
“Twice a week.”
“House cleaning?”
“I never get it dirty.”
“Wow.” Jyuto was honestly surprised how well Samatoki could function like a human.
“Why’re you so shocked?” Samatoki laughed.
“The Big Bad Yakuza boss is kind of independent.”
Samatoki shrugged, “Well, I’ve had to take care of myself and Nemu since we were kids, and my mom to before that, so I’ve never had the pleasure of someone else making sure I don’t fuck up.”
Jyuto frowned. Samatoki so rarely spoke about himself, muchless his past. He didn’t want to sink into a dark place. “Did you have the girls take care of the bugs for you?”
“Shut the fuck up.” Samatoki laughed. “They never complained."
They had a moment of silence, both of them seeming to realize they were in a dark closet by themselves and would get nowhere if they didn’t do anything.
“I should call Riou.” Jyuto eventually sighed.
“Are you fucking kidding!?” Samaotki growled, “He’ll make one of us eat it.”
“Thank you for volunteering!” Jyuto laughed and picked up his phone. “Riou? Would you mind getting a roach from Samatoki’s place for us?”
“ I will depart immediately. ”
Riou showed up 10 minutes later and removed the roach for them. Unfortunately, he did bake it on a skewer and offered it to Samatoki. Fortunately, Samatoki was able to dodge the offer with a made up allergy, and Riou ended up eating it himself.
Thank god Jyuto didn’t have to eat it.