Looking down at the brat standing before him, Squalo raised his eyebrow; he hadn't been expecting for anyone to show up at his home and, quite frankly, he didn't have the time to be dealing with shitheads inviting themselves over like this; he needed to get to the airport as soon as possible before his plane left without him.
"The fuck are you doing here, Bel?" The long-haired man's eyebrow went up further as the other giggled, already knowing the answer; there was no other reason the blond boy would be standing here with a bulging suitcase and an expectant look on his face. "Where's Lussuria?"
"He's talking to Xanxus, shishi~" The teenager stepped closer, letting go of his suitcase so that he could wrap his arms around the man in a seductive manner; sometimes the business man had to be buttered up a little first before the smaller male could get his own way with him. "He said I could come~"
"But I didn't say you could, shithead!" Sighing as the younger's grin only widened, Squalo threaded gloved fingers through his soft locks; there was no point in trying to deny the boy as Belphegor would get what he wanted in the end anyway. "Have you at least got a ticket?"
"Ushishi~" Pulling his passport and ticket out of the front pocket of his suitcase, the smaller male waved them in front of the man's face in a taunting manner, as if to say the adult had no choice but to bring him. "Put my stuff in the car, peasant~ I have to say bye to Lussu or he'll cry~"
Snorting at the fact that his uninvited travel partner was indeed right about that last part, Squalo leant down to pick up the suitcase that would undoubtedly be packed full of unnecessary items; Belphegor was spoiled like that.
"Alright, brat, but get your ass moving; we need to be there ASAP."
"Yeah, ye -"
"Don't leave just yet!"
Both Squalo and the boy turned around at a feminine squeal, not surprised to see Belphegor's guardian rushing towards them. The silver-haired man smirked as he watched Belphegor being engulfed in a hug the youngest hated, amused by the blond's futile attempts at freeing himself.
"Sweetie, don't leave without saying goodbye!" The flamboyant man known as Lussuria nuzzled his cheek against his charge's, squeezing the skinny body in his arms. "You know I miss you every time you go with Squa~"
The boy sucked in a sharp, anxious breath at the restraining action, his fingers twitching as he restrained the impulse to slip a knife from his pocket and stab his guardian. "..."
Finally pulling away from the student, Lussuria smiled brightly as he caressed the younger's pale cheek with his thumb. "Make sure you behave for Squa, hon~ Don't forget your medication and be good~ Squalo has my permission to smack your bottom if you're being naughty for him~"
Belphegor shot his guardian a seething glare, embarrassed that Lussuria still resorted to putting him over his knee if he hadn't behaved; he was sixteen! He didn't need that kind of punishment!
"I didn't agree to that!" The scrawny boy argued. "I hate being smacked! He can't lay a finger on me because I say so!"
"Bel, dear, you're just a boy; if we need to smack you, we're going to."
"Voi!" Grabbing the ill-tempered little brat's hand before the youngest turned this into World War Three, Squalo tugged him away from Lussuria. He leant down to get the suitcase from the ground as he said, "There's no time for this shit! Let's go!"
"Bye, sweetie!" Completely used to his charge's unbalanced temperament, Lussuria was unfazed. "Have fun!"
The boy grumbled something as he crossed his arms against his chest, earning another smirk from Squalo.
"How did you even know I was leaving today?" The man asked, opening the door to the garage.
Forgetting his bad mood, a large smile crossed Belphegor's face. "That's a secret, Squ-Squ~"
Squalo snorted. "Were you snooping through my company computer again? Or did Lussuria tell you?"
"Shishi~ Both~"
"Figures." Opening the back door of the car, Squalo tossed the suitcase on top of his own. "Get in, brat."
The younger grinned as he slipped into the passenger seat, grabbing at the CD case hidden beneath him. He flicked through it for a few seconds before he pulled out a disc, handing it to his guardian with joy. "Let's listen to this one, Squ!"
Squalo was silent as he took the disc; he didn't know why he was always so soft with the boy, letting the younger get his own way all the time, but it probably had something to do with the blond being a manipulative little genius who knew just what expression to wear to worm his way into peoples' hearts and get them to do what he wanted.
Squalo knew that was a bad trait for someone as unstable as Belphegor, but he never voiced his thoughts out loud; part of him loved the spoilt brat, even if the younger did drive him crazy.
~~XX~~
"What kind of business are you going to Japan for?"
Squalo looked away from the airplane window at Belphegor's voice. He pulled a bud from his ear, having been listening to music as he watched the land move beneath them. "Xanxus has a merger opportunity. He sent me there to negotiate."
"You're Xanxus' bitch, shishi~" Belphegor's obscured eyes sparkled with amusement as he watched the man clench his hand in anger, the older male knowing not to cause a scene lest they get kicked off. "What company is it?"
Taking a deep breath, Squalo fought to remain calm. "Does it really matter, brat...?" he hissed.
"Well, yes, because I want to know." Slipping on his most charming smile, the student cocked his head to the side to make himself look cute; he knew that Squalo had a weakness for adorable things, and that was just what he naturally was - or so he liked to believe; he didn't have reason to think otherwise, after all. "Is it a big deal?"
"Yes." Tensing as the other leant against him, Squalo cleared his throat in uneasiness; he had never been a fan of touching unless it was during sex. Looking down, Squalo frowned at his charge. "Do you fucking mind, brat? You know I hate people touching me so casually."
"Yeah, but I'm comfortable like this." Pressing himself as much as possible against the stronger male, Belphegor purred contentedly. "You're really comfy, Squ-Squ; I might just get hard if I lay here for too long~"
Squalo's face paled as he resisted the urge to vomit, severely uncomfortable with this; he wanted the other to go back to his own chair and leave him alone, but Belphegor had to insist on making everyone around him uneasy; he wasn't happy unless he was disturbing others.
But then, in one split second, Squalo's discomfort grew to concern; feeling the younger tense against him, he became aware of a baby crying somewhere in the back of the plane.
Knowing how Belphegor didn't like loud things, much less crying babies in enclosed spaces, Squalo shrugged his earphones off before placing the buds in his charge's ears instead.
Belphegor blinked up at the man at the unexpected gesture before he warily took the iPhone that was being passed to him. A tiny, barely visible yet sincere smile crossed his face as he silently unlocked the phone, intending on setting up a playlist for himself; as rough around the edges as Squalo was, he had a heart - it was just buried deep beneath layers in an attempt to keep himself from getting hurt.
