Title: Yamamoto
Eating Gokudera's Bread
Rating: G
Genre:
Fluff
Pairing: 8059
Disclaimer: Not mine, not
real, no monies.
Gokudera didn't know why he tolerated the idiot on days like these. Days when Reborn-san dragged the Tenth away for secret. He didn't know why he sat up there on the roof with him during lunch instead of finding some nice corner to smoke without getting bitten to death by Hibari. Though, really, getting bitten to death by Hibari was almost preferable to listening to the idiot go on and on about Baseball and sushi and other idiot-like things that he didn't care about. He'd been glaring at his melon bread for a good five minutes before the Baseball idiot finally got the point and shut up.
But since it was Yamamoto, Gokudera knew he couldn't trust the silence, so he dared a look up at Yamamoto whose gaze was now centered on his, Gokudera's, melon bread. "That must be really good, the way you're trying to savor it."
Torn between throwing his hands up in frustration at Yamamoto's idiocy and just leaving, Gokudera wasn't paying enough attention and the idiot managed to grab the wrist of his hand holding his bread. That the idiot was now taking a bite of.
"What the hell?! That's mine! You can't just eat other people's food!"
Wiping crumbs off his face, Yamamoto just ignored him and grinned. "That was good!"