Haru/Kyou/(Yuki?)
"Dammit, Haru, why are all your clothes so... so weird?!"
Haru raised an eyebrow and glanced up from the book he was reading towards the closed door. "You didn't mind them when we were making out before," Haru pointed out mildly. "In fact," he continued, turning the page; "I distinctly remember you telling me you liked my shirt."
"It's completely different when you're taking it off someone and putting it on yourself!" Kyou yelled back before Haru heard him stomp to the door. He carefully placed a bookmark between the pages, put down the book and waited. The door slammed open.
"We're going to buy you some normal clothes today, as soon as I'm back home and out of these," Kyou seethed, red gaze blazing at the cow-cursed sitting in the sofa, staring at him. The silence lengthened as Haru took in the black leather pants, studded belt and the red and black fitted, sleeveless shirt, the outfit replete with assorted buckles and chains Haru was so fond of.
Kyou twitched as Haru slowly looked him over, the seated boy leaning slightly forward and licking his lips unconsciously as his gaze fixed on the triangle of skin showing on the base of his neck. "No..."
Kyou clenched his fist. He was annoyed and pissed and definitely not getting tingly feelings at the way Haru was looking at him, of course not. He forced down the wayward feelings with an effort and snapped back at Haru. "No, what?"
Haru was unbothered by Kyou's annoyance. "No, we're not going clothes shopping for me as soon as we get free time," Haru pointed out patiently. Kyou snarled at him. Haru was unperturbed.
"...but we definitely are going to get you more clothes like these; I'm sure Yuki would agree. Leather suits you, Kyou."
---End.
Of course, now this begs the question of how exactly Kyou managed to ruin his clothes when he's with Haru... XD
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