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RAN RAN:

Maybe it was just a good day. The fact that he didn’t have to do any kind of stupid shit to get some food from his bandmate. It was surprising to say the least but he’d just go with it. He hadn’t ate since he left his apartment that morning and was hungry to say the least. At Reiji’s mention of the food, he couldn’t help the fact that his ears perked up. All the while waiting, he could smell the food that would soon be in his stomach making him grow even more impatient for it. 

Glancing up when the brunet had stepped back over to him, his jaw fell open at the words. Of course. Of course it wouldn’t be as easy as he originally had thought. 

A mix of a glare and pout came over his face as he sat there looking at his source of food for the moment. “How about no? Hard to do something that I can’t find words for.”

              Oh, look at that pout. It’s priceless – absolutely
              priceless – to see such an expression on his face.
              He wants to laugh, but he holds it back; he needs
              to see just how far he can carry this little prank of
              his. Of course he wouldn’t let him starve, but he
              just can’t help but to tease him a little and see
              how far he can take it.

              His lips curve wider as he moves the plate from
              behind his back, tilting his head in intrigue. “No?”
              He repeats the word as his fingers move to pick
              off a piece from the plate, swallowing his laughter
              as he tries to remain coy. “So you don’t want any
              food? I worked so hard on it.”
And he pops the
              piece in his mouth, making a show with his 
             ‘mmm!’ to express just how delicious it is. 

             “You’re missing out, Ran Ran! All you have to do is
              say one nice thing. One nice thing about my food or
              me!”
Will he get what he wants? He’ll have to wait.