In Hot Water
"I could cheerfully kill you right now," said Allen conversationally.
Kanda believed it too. The air was thick with tension and cigarette smoke. He wasn't sure where the brat had stashed the things but this was his second one since he'd dragged Kanda into his room.
"It wasn't what you think," grumbled Kanda, crossing his arms over his chest.
Since when did he feel like he needed to explain his actions to this moyashi anyway?
"Besides, even if you were to call whatever this fucked-up shit we're doing a relationship, it wouldn't count as cheating."
"Give me some credit Kanda," scoffed Allen, "I know that much. But you still let her put her fucking hands all over you."
Song: Kerosene – Miranda Lambert