Chaseshipping (Honda Hiroto/Otogi Ryuji)
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"I can't believe you're making me do this."
"A bet's a bet, dude, and you lost. You gotta pay up."
Honda glared at Otogi over the top of his motorcycle seat. Otogi, for his part, just sent him one of those annoying, lazy grins, tossing an everpresent die up and down from his palm.
Rolling his eyes, Honda looked back down to pick up the decal that Otogi had given him. He wrinkled his nose at it a bit.
"Did you design this, or was it a three year old?" he said.
"Excuse you, that's the logo for my store," Otogi said, throwing a die at Honda. Honda ducked under it and it clattered across the floor. "It was designed by marketing agents for maximum efficiency."
"For maximum nerd," Honda said.
It really wasn't that bad, but the way that Otogi's nose wrinkled irritably when Honda made it a big deal was kind of funny. The logo was a simple thing, just an oval shape with three boxes that were supposed to be dice, and the name of Otogi's store, the Black Crown, emblazoned across the middle in punkish, jagged lettering.
"I'm so sorry," Honda said, patting his motorcycle. "I'll take it off as soon as the week is over."
"Oh my god, it's not alive," said Otogi."
Honda sent him a look, patting the bike again.
"Don't listen to mean uncle Otogi. You're a good girl."
"Oh my god."
Honda peeled the decal back off of it's sheet. It was temporary, so it would likely fade a bit before his assigned time to have it on his bike was up. God, he never should have accepted a bet with Otogi. He always made him do stupid shit like this. Free advertising for his store on Honda's bike—Honda felt like there should be some kind of law against this.
"There," he said, smoothing the decal out over his bike. "You happy now?"
"Peachy," Otogi quipped, and Honda rolled his eyes at him. "By the way, Jonouchi just texted us, he and Yugi are going over to that one pub down the street, want to go join them?"
"As long as you don't trick me into anymore drinking games," Honda said, his knees cracking as he stood up.
Otogi faked offense, putting his hand to his chest and pretending to look mortified.
"Me? Trick you? I think you'll find you're the one that gets yourself into these things first. I just enable you."
"Fuck you too," Honda grinned at him.
"I've been trying," Otogi said dramatically and Honda just laughed at him.
"Try harder if you want me to date you, drama queen," he said.
"Is that a challenge? Because I have another bet ready for us if it is—"
Honda just shoved him playfully as he made his way to the garage door.
"Fuck off," he laughed. "No more bets for a while, not with you, you nerd."
"You wound me," Otogi said, crossing his eyes at him.
Their laughter echoed as they left the garage, leaving behind the newly decorated motorcycle.
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A/N: Idk I see the appeal of this ship immensely but Honda is one of those few charas I can only see as straight? Next is Charmshipping (Shizuka x Mana)
