Author's note: This litter Drabble was inspired from a fanart I found on tumbler and a Foamy The Squirrel about foamy ranting about people using the phone during sex.
A phone is a wonderful tool for communication.
But it can also be a tool of invading privacy if used by an idiot
Takasugi learned this recently
I couldn't help but feel like something wasn't right. It's been like this since I had intercourse with my lover Gintoki this morning. Speaking of his lover, Gin's cell-phone is ringing, which didn't stop for a minute. I looked through Gin's phone. There wasn't much on since it wasn't anything fancy.
There were a few phone numbers, some programs that weren't ever going to be used and a few pictures stored. Everything appeared normal with the exception of one particular picture. Unlike the other pictures, this particular one was a peach skin color. I took a closer look. It's a picture of me making the most exotic, lustful expression. This explains the light flashing in his eyes near the end of sex.
DAMN THAT BASTARD FOR TAKING A PICTURE OF ME DURING INTERCOURSE.
I'LL MAKE HIM PAY FOR IT.