The Argument
cont from here w/ @mpxryujin ft Phobetor & Ryujin
With a steady exhale through flared nostrils, Phobetor stands in his kitchen, hands on the dark marble counter tops as he stands with his back to his guest and the current cause for the vein throbbing in his forehead. The giant lizard seemed to know how to peel back to the most sensitive parts of him and jab at them with his stupid, fat fingers in a way that no one else would dare! He was too bluntly honest about feelings and emotions, not at all the kind of indirect subtlety that a man like Phobetor was used to.
Instead Ryujin is a big, fumbling, clumsy fool around his emotions and he has the audacity to sound so raw and hurt while blaming him?! At the mention of Anubis his forced calm snaps, eyes springing open before he spins around, only to launch a box of tea bags at the dragon god in frustration. “Must you torture me like this?!” He yells, having quite possibly reached his limit and then taken a nose dive off the end. “You blame me? Accuse me of trickery?! Am I not the victim here?!” His voice remains raised as he jabs at his own chest.
All he had ever wanted was to enjoy time with people who valued him for him. Not as a commodity but as a friend, confidant, equal. Yet he had been labelled as something by Anubis and then suffered at the hands of Ryujin’s jealousy because of it. Only to then be left by one and called names by the other! It was a torture not even he could bare.

















