Disclaimer: I do not own Gravitation.
Shuichi let out a soft groan then closed the refrigerator door. There was nothing to eat in the apartment, as he and Tohma had finished off the remaining leftovers for breakfast that morning, and it bothered him. Actually, it bothered his stomach. It grumbled loudly, protesting about its empty state. From somewhere behind him, Shuichi heard Tohma chuckle. The singer turned around to glare at his lover.
At least, he tried to glare at Tohma. It wasn't an easy task, especially since Tohma had that bright and charming smile on his face. And a few containers of Chinese food in hand.
Suddenly, Shuichi wanted to get straight to dessert.