Personal Space
Hibari reached for the cupboard with the cups. He'd just come out of a meeting and like always, the crowding got to him. Truthfully, he didn't mind people grouping together, just not when it was near him. He just had a bigger definition of personal space compared to other people.
He took his green tea to his tatami mat room and brought out his table. He'd dismissed Kusakabe and cancelled any other appointments for the day.
Finally, some peace and quiet.
"Oya, fancy seeing you here Kyouya."
"Liar. I'm always here after a meeting."
Mukuro was leaning against the doorway, arms crossed and tie loose. He strode across the room and sat on the other side of the small table, taking a sip from the cup on the table.
"Thanks for the tea."
Hibari smirked.
"Who said it was for you?"
"Kyouya, I doubt you need two cups for yourself." He answered with a smirk of his own. Hibari closed his eyes and took a sip of his own tea.
"It may have been for someone else."
You and I both know Kyouya," the voice came from right next to him, "that that's not true." Hibari opened his eyes as he turned so that his whole body faced Mukuro. He looked up to meet the other's mismatched eyes. Mukuro was leaning over him, his tie hanging between them. His eyes narrowed.
"You're too close, herbivore."
"Kufufu. And what are you going to do about it?"
"I'll bite you to death." He said as he pulled Mukuro down by his tie. Their lips met with a bruising clash as they both fought for the upper hand.
Hibari didn't mind when he was pushed back onto the floor, the other's body flush against his own. He didn't mind sharing his space with Mukuro.
He didn't mind at all.