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[ WHY?????

good thing it's a toy rifle and not a real one, staggers a little, dazed but not dazed enough to not try and get his knife (ha he bought another one) to stab whoever hit him ]

[ before he can fully turn he's aiming to grab the back of his collar, pull - - make turning to face him hard unless he sinks down and out of his shirt entirely. ]

[ yeah he's not that coordinated after being hit though he keeps a hold of the knife and just ]

— Whi — kitty?

Good evening.

[ he's smiling but it's utterly cool, and starting to feel Walk, to drag him towards his room. ]

[ . . . puts his knife away ]

You know if you wanted to spend some quality time together I would have been happy to oblige a request~

Ah, I should have thought of that. It's just that I'm a bit shy, you see.

[ he's grabbing his phone with one hand as he drags him, texting "ready" to Hiryuu before he puts his phone away and uses that hand to shut the door behind them. but not lock it. ]

But if you wanted to take revenge for earlier, I can't say I would have been so eager. I'm not someone who enjoys bad things, you know?

That's a bit unfair, isn't it? You can dish it but you can't take it?

[ he's walking towards the bed, still dragging him, and trying to throw him down face first into it.

the next part is hard because it does involve touch but he's aiming to rest his knee on his back if his successfully gets him there, dig it in. ]

[ does not bother to try and not be thrown or to and get up, raises both hands even though he's face down on the bed in a kind of mock surrender ]

Isn't that how it goes? Someone who bullies doesn't like to be bullied~

[ grabs his hair and shoves his face down into the pillow while he leans more into him. he's working fast, the pain already becoming inconvenient, letting go of his hair after a second to reach up and grab his wrists to try to tie them together above his head. ]

Is this really okay in your condition?

[ does not want whisky to get both hands, so he tries to keep his left loose, figuring if he can keep it free long enough the painful touch problem will solve itself ]

I just... Can't keep myself away from you.

[ jokes, but also there's strain in his voice and he can at least try to grab his forearm and slide his grip up that way to be able to help tie those wrists together. ]

This is kinky, but you're also too short to be my type.

[ ffffiiinneee you can have his wrist wow ]

[ aw yes. Ties them but then he has to let up with his knee to reset the pain touch timer, taking a deep breath of air in. ]

Really? You know that's not believable when you obviously fucked Aries at some point.

Can't you tell that Aries is a needy little kid? Jeez, give me some credit! I'm benevolent. So if you want me to do you too, please feel free to beg.

Maybe if you beg first.

[ he's waiting now, apparently, not moving to touch him again yet. ]

[ turns himself over then ]

Well, since we don't have that relationship I'll have to beg for something else. Please let me go~ I'm scared when I'm tied up like this and you've clearly trapped me in here for something awful. Please, I'm begging you~

[ Whisky's phone buzzes suddenly, alerting him of a text response: ]

I'm here

[ If he goes to the front door he'll find Hiryuu in an ankle-length nightgown either waiting to be let in or just past the threshold of the entryway looking for him. ]

Keep that attitude up, you might win some points.

[ Whisky says drily to Haruto before getting up when his phone buzzes; heading out of the bedroom, shutting the door behind him so Haruto doesn't leave, to let Hiryuu in, raising his eyebrows at the nightgown. ]

You really did rush over.

[ he waves for her to come in ]

[ her feet are bare, too, and her hair is pretty wild, too; apparently she didn't try to tame it after her phone woke her up. ]

You said you would break his arms if I didn't come.

[ OF COURSE SHE RUSHED OVER. She follows him deeper into the dormitory. ]

Where is he?