1. things you said at 1 am (k^2 :3)
things you said at 1am
“baaaaaaaby,” kyo singsongs softly, the corners of his lips pulling upwards, “oh, my baaaaaaaby...”
then he violently shoves his chest of drawers against the wall. the wood bangs in protest against the faux-brick. “hmmm,” he says loudly, “i don’t think it quite looks good there. nothing like a remodel at 1am.” he drags the piece of furniture again, the legs squealing against his hard-wood floors. he bangs it against the opposite wall, where it had been originally. the wall he shares with hit neighbour, kit. it thumps angrily, a bottle of perfume cracking against the wall, too.
“aw,” kyo pouts, going to pick up the bottle and lean heavily on the wall. the volume of his voice does not change. “my favourite perfume! oh, what a loss. what a travesty. what an absolute abomination of a-”
on cue, the neighbour bangs on the wall, three sharp raps. through the wall, he makes out a muffled, “SHUT. UP.”
“ah,” kyo says, “there you are, my baby!” he giggles, his face softening, glad his cute neighbour can’t see the lovestruck look on his face. why else would he continue to bug kit, night after night after night? his neighbour has not seemed to figure this out. cute though he is, the brain cells are slightly (slightly) lacking. that’s fine. kyo can bring the brains.
“I-AM-NOT-YOUR-BABY!!!!!” kit screeches through the wall, all in one breath.
“sure you are,” kyo argues, resting his head on the wall softly. “why else would i bother you so much? i really like you.”