Oh Kami-sama….why must you do this to him? Is this divine punishment or something? He didn’t deserve this shit at all….not one bit.
“Look who’s talking,” he shot back, pencil digging harder into the paper as his hand kept on writing, his frustration showing through. His notes would be messy and ugly if he kept channeling his anger in such a way. Honestly, he—just wanted to be left alone, spared from the nightmare that was his roommate. But Yoshi knew he couldn’t have it his way.
Attempting to ignore the lizard further, Yoshinori began sifting through the pages of his chemistry book, trying to locate a specific chapter mentioned in class today—-a class he had to skip part of because of his duties. Can death not put off reaping for one class period????
But Yoshinori is taken from his thoughts(which were only helping to increase his bad mood) when arms entangle themselves around his neck, causing the cat demon to falter while scribbling down more important notes. This fucking asshole…playing more games——
He does his best not to react, he really does-but Yoshi isn’t perfect, especially around the reptilian god. One of his eyes twitched, heat blossoming where lips and warm breath touch. Teeth grind together, fingers two seconds away from snapping the pencil they hold in half. He hates this. He hates it so much. But more than anything….he hates Ryuu. Right down to his bones.
Growling, Yoshi rears his elbow back and smacks the dragon right in the jaw, hoping such a strike will knock him away. He’s incredibly pissed but his expression is merely flat and sharp, like a knife blade. “Nonsense. Why would I harbor jealousy towards someone I loathe,” he says, spitting that last word out as if it were acid on his tongue. “Now leave me alone. I’m trying to catch up.” And with that, he turns back around in his seat.
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