Hot Mess [1x1 RP W/ Super Punk]

[SuperPunk 13]

Mikado's breath hitched. Not again! If they were going to play this game again, Mikado would be sure not to lose. After all, losing twice was never something Mikado did. Never.

 

Mikado's plate followed Kida and he stood next to him. "Then what do you mean, Kida? And don't say my name

like that! It's.....weird." He said, blushing.

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Kida licked his lips, savoring the sweet maple and buttery taste from his wonderfully made breakfast, and raised an eyebrow at Mikado, hoisting himself up to sit on the counter of his kitchen carefully.

 

"Hm? It's not that weird. I don't think so anyway. Mi~ka~do. See, sounds perfectly normal~" He said nonchalantly, leaning back on his palms and kicking his feet lazily. He knew where this was going and he was ready to win again. Kida Masaomi did not lose ever. But this would be quite the challenge because neither did his friend. Let's see what you can do~

 

((/shotforBritneySpearsCircusLine))

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Mikado closed his eyes and smiled. He reached forward and put a hand behind Kida's neck, pulling him close. "Kida? I never said you were allowed on my counter. I am the host of this house, which means, I can control you when you're under this very roof."

 

Oh yeah. He'd win this time for sure.

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It was Kida's turn to have his breath take an uneven turn, the hand on his neck already exerting some dominance over him despite the kind smile on Mikado's face. Swallowing, he slid of the counter, regaining his confident demeanor as he found himself dangerously close to Mikado, still pressed against the counter top edge but also nearly flush against his best friend.

 

"I apologize Mikado-kun~," He leaned looked up at him through his lashes, a mischievous glint in his golden eyes. "I didn't realize there were rules to follow here."

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Mikado smiled as his hand slid away from Kida's neck.

 

"Oh, but there are Masaomi-kun. One of them being..." Mikado stepped closer to Kida, hand on his chest. "I'm always on top..." With that, Mikado pulled away and pushed Kida slightly, just like last night.

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Kida felt his blush seep through his cheeks across his face at that. He honestly hadn't expected that move to be pulled on him but he smirked, realizing how he could use that to his advantage. If Mikado wanted to play dirty then that what they'd do. The blond masked his shock with the carefree facade, smirking dangerously at Mikado as walked over to the freezer in the house.

 

"Oh wow Mikado, was that an actual innuendo from you? I'm appalled, he stated dramatically, pulling a cream Popsicle out from the freezer. He knew they were his best friend's favorite guilty pleasure.

 

((Oh this is getting good ))

[SuperPunk 13]

Oh no. Not this. ANYTHING but this...

 

Mikado gulped hard and smiled. "Kida-kun? Do you honestly think someone as innocent and clueless as me would make such an innuendo? I'm shocked!" Mikado laughed nervously and walked to the window. He needed air.

 

Was it hot in here or was it just him..?

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((No Mikado, it's hot in there ))

 

Kida grinned, peeling the wrapper off of his popsicle, and sticking it in his mouth and sucking on the tip of it slightly, following after Mikado happily, like nothing was wrong, joining him at the window.

 

"You weren't acting so innocent last night Mister Tickler you~" He stated, wagging his finger as he leaned his bare back against the window sill, licking up the sides of the treat to catch any drops that were falling. Though, honestly, that was just Kida. Sometimes the things he did were unintended.

[SuperPunk 13]

Well, f*ck.

 

Mikado shuddered. He crossed his legs and pursed his lips into a thin line. He blushed darkly at the sight of his friend with the Popsicle. Licking every drop... Quickly, he bolted to his room.

 

"I-I'm going to go fix the bed!" He yelled as he ran to the room...

 

He lost. Again.

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Kids grinned to himself as Mikado stormed to his room and chomped off the remainder of the popsicle like a civilized person. He knew it would happen.

 

He knew he would win again.

 

Tossing the bare stick out the window, Kida waltzed into the bedroom watching Mikado make his bed and he leaned against the doorpane gently, crossing his arms with a nervous smile.

 

"You know I was just playing right?"

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Mikado stuck his nose in the air as he answered, "Of course I did. But, you didn't have to go so far. Popsicles are a lethal weapon and you know that. I call a foul." Casually, he walked over to Kida, hands in his pockets.

 

"Next time we play, no popsicles. Then, I'll be sure to win. No matter what stunt you pull."

 

(I LIKE HOW THEY THINK IT'S JUST A GAME )

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(( IKR?! Wait till they realize it isn't a game though owo))

 

Kids gave a playful pout, poking Mikado's cheeks gently.

 

"You can't call a foul! There were no rules from what I know of. Besides, the tickling last night was a foul! You know that my sides are my weakness. You took advantage of me!" He protested, pulling one of the cheeks softly. Though he wouldn't lie, the game was fun when Mikado took advantage of him like that.

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( ADVANTAGES? 8D )

 

Mikado frowned and flinched when Kida pulled his cheeks. "My house, my rules. I always win. So stop cheating." Mikado said, in a rather harsh tone. It'd pissed him off enough that he lost twice. But now, Kida was acting smug about it?

 

Some things never change with him...

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(())

 

Kida flinched, loosening the grip on Mikado's cheeks at the harsh tone, frowning. His smile returned just as soon as it had left however, and through his arms behind his head.

 

"You did lose twice you know~ But who knows, third time always is a charm. And if they're rules you should make then work to your advantage, hm?" Kida suggested with a wink, leaning in to bump his friend's forehead before heading out of the bedroom.

[SuperPunk 13]

Mikado rubbed his forehead softly. He continued to clean up the room, picking up dirty laundry and pillows on the floor. He picket up Kida's worn white sweater and immediately caught the smell of him... It was fresh but...smelled like flowers. He set it down on his bed and folded it neatly. Before leaving the room, he smiled once.

 

"How girly."

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((Next day?))

[SuperPunk 13]

(Sure! You start though )

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((Okay ))

 

Kida sighed, leaning back in the chair of Mikado's dining room lazily, resting his head back in his folded arms. He had decided to invite himself over while Mikado was out, shoppin most likely, and wait for him to return. Erika and Walker weren't fun to be around at the moment, they were boring. Of course they had just gotten a new manga so of course they wouldn't be fun...The blond glanced at the clock, frowning when he saw the hand strike 7.

 

"Ne~ Where are you?"

[SuperPunk 13]

Mikado walked up the sidewalk and up to his apartment. He was surprised to see that the door was ajar. He looked around and picked up a stick. Slowly, he opened the door and bit his lip. He wished Kida was here to help him with this little situation...

 

Swallowing hard, he went inside. Suddenly, he saw a figure hunched over in his dining room and hit it as hard as he could.

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Kida gave a yelp of pain as a loud crack resounded and a throbbing pain echoed throughout his head. He blinked blearily, pouting as he felt the back of his head and winced when he felt something sticky.

 

"I-Ittai~(It hurts)" He mumbled, slouching before turning to face a very scared looking Mikado with tears springing at the corner of his eyes. In seeing that it was an accident he joked, giving an uneasy laugh.

 

"Wh-what a welcome you give, Eh Mikado~?"

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"K-Kida?? What the hell? Why are you here? How'd you get in here.?!"

 

Mikado was surprised. He thought he was a burgler! What was he doing here? He gave him a look and realized a red substance staining his blonde hair.

 

"Masaomi-kun! You're bleeding!!

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Kida gave a half-hearted laugh, looking down guiltily. He had expected the questioning but...being hit in the head with a stick? That hadn't been intended.

 

"I wanted to surprise you by helping you make dinner in exchange for the marvelous breakfast you had made for me~ But clearly--" He paused in hearing Mikado cut him off with his cry of horror about his head. After pulling his hand back he realized his friend was right; there was crimson blood staining his fingertips and dripping down the skin. Guess the hit was harder than he expected...

 

"O-oh...it's fine Mikado, really."

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"N-no! I'm sorry..." Mikado took off his sweater and pressed it to Kida's wound. "I'm real sorry. I didn't mean to. I thougght you were someone else.."

 

Mikado felt horrible at this point. He had hurt his best friend. And what's worse, he made him bleed....He felt tears in his eyes and they overflowed.

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Kida blinked, seeing the salty tears leaking from those lovely dark brown eyes, and imeedietly panicked, placing his hands up in an easing sort of way. He didn't want to see Mikado cry, not over a bit of blood. It was more of Kida's fault for not warning him about his arrival. So seeing him upset was the worst kind of punishment that could be given.

 

"Mikado it's okay, I'm not mad or anything. Just a bit dizzy is all." He admitted, holding the sweater to the back of his head. "I'll just have to take a shower is all."

[SuperPunk 13]

Mikado frowned and wiped the tears away. "Yeah. It's just... I cant believe I hit you. I should've been more careful...' Mikado wiped the last tear away and cleared his throat.

 

"You sure you'll be okay? With that gash on your head..?"