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Knife to his throat.
Gun to his temple.
"Aw, are you flirting with me, little one?" the voice, sultary, teasing, asked as if he didn't take the threat all that seriously. hand still steady, holding the knife handle.
"Altus!" the other seethed, trying not to scream in frustration, finger twitching to pull the trigger.
"Nayu~" the taller man drew out the shorter one's name. Nayu lowered his gun, Altus retracted his knife.
"Why are you here, Zendoji?" the black-haired man asked,
"mmm?" Altus tilted his head to the side, faking innocence. Nayu gritted his teeth. He knew what Altus was doing. But trying to keep his cool, he ran a hand over his face.
"Are you trying to kill yourself?" Nayu whisper-yelled, "You're in enemy territory!" Altus just smiled.
"If you're the one killing me, I can die happy," the blue-haired man flashed a smile. Nayuta's hand flew out of the Altus' throat, gripping it in a chokehold.
"Romantic," Altus continued with the comments, making Nayuta squeeze harder, but not cutting off his air flow.
"Zendoji. Leave. Before someone who isn't me sees you." Nayuta let go and started to head for the doors to exit the foyer.
Altus watched Nayu walk away. What more could some more teasing and provoking do? No harm, right?
"Mm, no, I think I'll very much stay," Altus said, shoving his hands into the pockets of his slacks. Nayu halted in his paces.
"Your brother is performing tonight, no?" he went on, "I think I'll stay and watch. That brother of yours, Uki, right? got a glimpse of him, he's very pretty—" Altus was cut off, as a blur of black bolted to him and pinned him to one of the architectural pillars in the foyer.
"You don't look at him." Nayu spat, voice coated in absolute venom. "You don't talk to him." More words slashed at Altus, exactly what he wanted. And he wanted more; a smile stayed on his face. "You get his name out of your fucking mouth. Zendoji."
Altus, liking this game—it was anything but that—probed more, pushed more buttons.
"Why? What will you do?" his voice was smooth, too smooth. His tone, while asking a question, had no real curiosity to it. It pissed Nayu right off.
"Or I will kill you. and leave you to rot in your own blood," the black-haired man threatened.
"Cute."
"Leave Zendoji. You do not want to play this game on my family's turf."
"But you're so fun to play with, little one."
That nickname.
Little one.
He always called Nayu that, despite only being an inch different in height.
"Do not call me that," he seethed. Altus, still, didn't budge. just smiled. always smiling.
"Can we put our little game on hold?" Altus asked, his eyes glancing to the ornamental but working clock. "The show starts soon, and I would hate to miss Uki—"
"I told you." Nayu cut Altus off, "Get. My. Brother's name. Out. Of. Your. Fucking. Mouth!" Altus's blue eyes peered into Nayu's purple ones. Altus' smile widened.
"Make me, Umbrage—"
Nayu did. He made Altus shut up. fucking finally. But to the liberties he took to do it? It was basically asking for suicide. Nayu grabbed Altus by the throat, only to smash their faces together. Nayu kissed him. He kissed Altus fucking Zendoji. The son of the Zendoji syndicate. His family's sworn enemy since forever ago.
Altus was surprised, but it wasn't unwelcome. A hand came out of his pockets and snaked its way around the nape of Nayu's neck. Altus wanted to play more, so he kissed Nayu back, lazily, leisurely—the opposite of Nayu's rhythm. Nayuta's kiss was hard and rough, kissing Altus as if there was a ticking time bomb. The difference made the black-haired man angrier, so he pulled back.
"If you're gonna kiss me." Nayu's hand moved from Altus' throat to his hair, "Kiss me properly." he yanked the taller man's hair.
"Can you handle that from me, little one?"
"Oh, fuck you."
"I can arrange that—" Nayu pulled Altus back into another kiss.
Tongues mixed roughly, cocktail flavours staining the saliva they exchanged as Nayu bit at Altus' mouth like he was trying to win, which was fitting, considering Nayu's competitive streak. But Altus had known Nayu for a long time, much longer than he may admit, so he knew how the other was. So, he matched. His tongue was rougher, he bit Nayu's lips till they turned red appared. Matching the urgency, the roughness, the aggressiveness, beat for beat. Altus prided himself on being able ot and the only one to match Nayu. And he will always be the only one who can.
Before the kiss could even progress to something more, it blurred the lines more. The two were drawn out of the dizzing haze of the kiss when music started.
"Shit." Nayu breathed out as he detached himself from Altus. And without a word, he was dragged by Altusby by the arm.
"Mmm? Taking me somewhere else to finish what you started?" Atlus asked, the sultary tone in his voice coming back.
"Will you just shut up!" Nayu hissed.
The black-haired man pulled the blue-haired man to the entry doors, opened them and unceremoniously pushed him out.
"Leave before someone sees you."
"Why?"
"Do you have a fucking death wish?" Nayu asked. Altus's playing and provoking game was getting on his nerves.
"If you're the one killing me, yes."
"Leave. Zendoji."
"Mmm, fine, but if this is how you plan on treating me each time in your territory, I may just come back for more." That, out of all things, made Umbrage turn red.
"j-just...uh-" he was almost for words.
"Leave before I shoot you!" Nayu screamed before slamming the doors in Altus's face.
Altus just stood in front of the two double doors, a smile on his face, as he leisurely left the territory of his family's enemy. He would be back most definitely if Nayu was going to treat him like that.
Behind closed doors, Nayu slid down the wood, palms hiding his bitten lips and burning ears.
"Fuck you..." he whispered. "Fuck you, Zendoji."
"Altus fucking Zendoji...rot in hell."
Altus Zendoji. He was Nayuta Umbrage's fucking undoing. His own damnation.