Kanda:

Me:

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{- ✶ -} Suddenly Lavi appreciates his messy nature, and points to a magazine tossed in a corner. Normally he’d curse himself for leaving that stuff out.
            “I was in the middle of something but then I heard the water going and decided my prank was more important.” He crosses his arms, like it’s no big deal. “Now, you gonna go back to your shower, or are you going to stand there until I get so impatient I just let you watch.”

              "Didn’t realize you were such a pervert, Yuu-chan. Hentai Yuu-chan, should I call you that?”

~ ✾

“クソ。”

What the hell was that lame excuse?!It certainly wasn’t there when he came in..but pushing would only imply something he very much wanted to avoid.His blush grew darker,fumbling with the hem of the shirt.There was something keeping him here, every time he wanted to escape,it stopped him.

“What the hell,I am no such thing!You’re the pervert for reading that kind of…stuff!”

{- ✶ -} “No, I’m a teenage boy.” Lavi cocks a red brow, though the movement is lost beneath thick bangs. “Something I hope you’d know something about– and, if not, that just adds to my alien theory.” Pause, “Or you’re just a liar. Because I just got up-close proof you’re a man– so it’s one of the two. One of the two.”

           Kanda was supposed to have left, per Lavi’s threat– but he was still standing there like an asshole. Lavi licks his lip and takes a deep breath. Time to play a game of gay chicken.
            “You can just give my shirt back later, dude.” Lavi crosses the room to pick up the magazine, to show he’s serious. “You can go.”