Respect | Bōsōzoku!AU
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"What did you just call me?”
Despite his scary attire, the angry looks on his face, the leather jacket that said HORNET POISON, though he decorated his own with images of red-eyed bulls seemingly suffering from rabies, it was not his way of disrespecting Yuuto as his boss, but more so embracing the man’s words of individuality. Anyone around them would rather avoid the man than speak up to him -- but this small loudmouth with obnoxious tangerine-hair just had the guts to voice his innermost and deepest thought as if anyone cared for them, as if they were in any way, shape or form smart.
P i g.
That’s what he heard that twink say.
P I G.
He wasn’t even sure what caused the other to insult him in such a manner, they were just standing in line to a fast-food chain-restaurant, he was dying to get his daily amount of carbs after working out for hours... and then there was that high-metabolism stick-figure who thought it was appropriate to talk like this to someone older?! That was certainly a middle schooler, right?! Unreal...!
“WHO ARE YOU CALLING A PIG, ORANGE?! HAAAAAH???”
Doubashi loved to pick fights and such, but he would refrain from touching a middle schooler who was only out to get attention; he’d only fight people who were worth it, who were on his level of strength. That boy-girl-something was certainly not on the list.
“LAST TIME I CHECKED, YOU RESPECT SENPAIS AND DON’T CALL THEM NAMES. I KNOW I’M RIGHT. IT’S THE LOGICAL THING TO DO. WERE YOU RAISED BY A WHORE?”