"Shut up."
The words come out sharper, more biting and greener than Kazuya means to. He clamps his mouth shut to prevent any more bile from escaping but the damage has already been done.
Sawamura's wide eyes have grown even bigger, amber blinking at him innocently in surprise. Pink gums and white teeth are still on display, lips parted and frozen mid-sentence.
"What's your problem?" he asks aggressively, eyebrows drawn downward. It's a fatal shot at Kazuya's armour which finally cracks after a long day of hearing Sawamura sing Chris-senpai's praises.
Kazuya is tempted to deny that there is a problem at all - but this happens far too often, accumulating, and today just happens to be the day he snaps.
Before Eijun knows what's happening, he's slammed up against a nearby wall, a hand twisted in his shirt. He shouts out in surprise and pain, a sound completely ignored by Miyuki. Eijun wants to yell at him, punch him, because what the hell?! but his protest is cut off by one look at Miyuki's face.
The catcher's eyes are blazing with fury - not even his carefully constructed shields, glass or otherwise, can hide it.
Eijun thinks he isn't as scared as he should be.
"My problem?" Kazuya hisses, pressing close enough that their noses touch. Sawamura shivers but he can't bring himself to care. "My problem is that my boyfriend is an idiotic moron who doesn't know when to keep his mouth shut."
Sawamura opens his mouth, indignant, but there has never been a moment Kazuya wanted to hear a shouted denial less. He surges forward, determined to keep the idiot silent.
It's not as much a kiss as it is a painful clash of teeth, open mouthed and swallowed growls, hands grabbing at hair and clothing to pull closer.
"Whoa."
Eijun blinks, amber glowing and lips swollen and shiny once Miyuki lets him go. The catcher steps away, cheeks almost as red as his lips which he hides by wiping at them with a gloved hand. "Whatever I did - I need to do it more often!"
All the warning Eijun gets is another glare and a growl before he is hauled off.