069 – Rough.
By the time Takeru got home, Daisuke had broken two lamps, knocked over a coffee table, and thrown a bottle of sake at the wall.
Needless to say, he was not in a particularly good mood.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Daisuke snarled as he threw himself onto their tiny, second-hand sofa.
Takeru didn't say anything, just stared a little harder, tilted his head.
"Nothing." Daisuke stated. "I was fired."
Sighing heavily, Takeru sat beside him, ran pale fingers through the other boy's hair. "It'll be fine."
Daisuke snorted, and rolled onto his side.
Next up: 070 - Plain.