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FROM: Eiko-chan
SUBJECT: DIE
"Oi, did Ei-chan send you a message?" Kuramochi leaned close and brought their shoulders to press against each other as he checked Miyuki's phone. He clicked his tongue slowly and slumped, letting his weight fall on Miyuki. "Ah."
"What did you do this time?" Miyuki tilted his head down to look at the other accusingly.
"Ah?" Kuramochi scowled, head tilted up with his cheek on Miyuki's shoulder. "What do you mean what I did? You're the jerk."
"But I know I didn't do anything, so by process of elimination, it has to be you."
"Well - I didn't do anything, either." Kuramochi pulled out his phone and checked his message again, it was exactly the same as Miyuki's. "Do you think she sent it by mistake?"
"She's not that -"
Both heads turned back to their phones as it suddenly rang with a new message. Together, they opened the latest message.
FROM: Eiko-chan
SUBJECT: I HATE YOU
YOU DIDN'T DO THE LAUNDRY
NOW I DON'T HAVE ANY UNDERWEAR LEFT
"I don't see how that's a problem." Miyuki earned a smack on the back of his head for the comment though he still didn't regret saying it.
"You sound like a perverted old man."
"You watch too much porn."
"It's your subscription, you ass."
"I'm not the one who actually uses it, though."
"And yet you keep renewing the subscription."
"You're dating two people, why do you still need porn?"
"Because neither of you open shop."
"The shop is always open!"
"Tell that to my dick, you prude -"
In an instant, Kuramochi found his chin held up and a mouthful of a warm tongue that wasn't his. Nonchalantly, he reached for Miyuki's opened textbook and lifted it to cover themselves as he pressed closer, deepening the wet kiss with lazy abandon.
He was just about to crawl on Miyuki's lap, one leg already well on its way to resting itself on a thick thigh, when their phones buzzed once more and pulled them away from each other.
FROM: Eiko-chan
SUBJECT: JERKS
You don't fucking care about me
You're screwinf each ither
While I'm bleeding to death
And I don't have any underwear left
Because you are jerks
"Well fuck."
"Shop's closed, the girlfriend speaks." Miyuki stood up though was careful not to jostle Kuramochi too much and gathered his things.
Kuramochi sighed as he followed to stand and shoved his hands in his pockets, "you buy the underwear, I'll buy pads and chocolate."
"Fine, at least I get to choose which ones she has to wear."
"You know what? You buy the pads and chocolate, I'll buy the damn panties, you fucking perv."
"Fine, but you're the thristy one."