My Pleasure (BxB/BL)
Lawtwo

"Now what?" Metawin rubbed the dusty table with his palm, then sat down just like that.

Leave Bright scratching his nape while watching this one room.

Dirty.

"Yes what else? clean it"

"Lo, I'm sitting here"

"Lo afraid of clean? weak" Bright fishing made Meta squint his eyes and immediately stand up.

"Gue's? scared of? no way" Metawin kicked the chair that blocked his path.

"Slow Win"

"Let cepet anjink"

"As far as you are" Bright moved so regularly, arranged the waste goods and put them in an empty cardboard.

While Metawin only rubbed the tabletop that had been partially damaged with his palm.

His hands were so dirty, Meta stared at Bright and his hands in turn.

"RACAINE.." Meta rubbed Bright's cheeks with his dirty hands.

"Hahahahah" she laughed too hard until her stomach hurt

"How dare you ya" Bright held her cheek and an arch was drawn at every corner of her lips.

"Bare wlee"

"Here lo" Bright pulled Meta's hand and rubbed his dirty hand against Metawin's arm.

"Bright!"

"Lo's starting hahaha"

"Rasain is also nih" Metawin rubbed back the table and directed to Bright.

"Dirty Win.."

"Don't care"

They cleaned the warehouse pretty well, just a little squabble throwing off the awkwardness of the two.

"Bright where's the paper?" Metawin walked up to Bright who was crouched back to him.

Just now Metawin arrived, the moment that along with Bright rose up made the two men.

Metawin's body decays, all the binding paper was thrown into the air just like flushing his body which is now saved by Bright.

Again.

Bright's hand landed on Meta's stomach and Meta held his hand against Bright's back.

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3.

Metawin realized after all the papers had washed over his body.

"FUCKING UP! his curse was upset after the paper he had collected just fell apart.

"Here I help you" Bright crouched down to pick up the paper.

His eyes occasionally looked at Metawin who was still grumbling with anger.

"Don't get angry" Bright opened his voice

"SKSD lo" he said

Before long at 11 o'clock everything was clean, only plastic was left full of garbage that needed to be thrown away.

"Em"

"Lo's arms are dirty, pack this one" Bright grabbed his trouser pocket took a handkerchief that was always tucked in there.

An object tucked away and fell down without him noticing.

Bright pointed his hand at Metawin's forehead and rubbed gently with the unpatterned handkerchief.

"Let me!" Meta took over the handkerchief and brushed Bright's hand away.

Bright walked to the corner of the room to pick up the plastic trash ready to be thrown away.

At the same time Metawin sighed after his sweat had finished wiping, his eyes glancing downwards.

Right to the floor.

His hand stretched out to grab the rolled up object, Metawin's gaze instantly turned 180 degrees.

The object was echoed in his grasp, one corner of his lips was pulled, his tongue playing in his mouth.

Bright carrying the big plastic was shocked when Metawin arrived to pull the collar of his shirt just like that.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, HUH?!"

"Lo why the hell is Win?" Bright was stunned and confused at the same time.

Metawin threw a roll of cloth that he found on the floor earlier.

The necktie.

That's a gray tie with their High School logo.

Who else if not between the two of them.

"MEANING LO WHAT?! DO YOU THINK I NEED YOUR HELP? DON'T SOK THE HERO" Metawin increasingly pulled Bright's shirt collar roughly.

"Win, I can clearin—"

"Clearly what? you get sanctioned a tie and now your tie has a pocket. CRAZY LO!"

"Win, calm down..gue can—" Bright tried to dampen the emotions of the male figure in front of him.

"GUE IS NOT DISCIPLINED KAYAK LO, BUT I DO NOT LIKE MY SELF-ESTEEM LOWERED KAYAK GINI. NOT BRIGHT."

"GUE ENGGA LIKES IT!" Metawin shook his head in anger.

How could Bright pretend like this. They were indeed rivals, but did he consider Metawin to be this low?.

"Lo misunderstood Win"

"WHAT DO YOU UNDERSTAND ABOUT ANJINK?"

"Gue just—"

"Just want to embarrass my self-worth? let me look weak? HUH?!"

"WIN DENGERIN ME!"

"OWW I KNOW, YOU WANT US TO RIVAL? RIVAL WOLF THING?! ANSWER ANJINK!" bright's shirt collar gets tighter pulled by Metawin.

Bright can't dodge.

"WELL GOOD UNDERSTANDING. I HATE THE SAME LIAR, LO MIGHT BE ABLE TO GRAB MY GEBETAN, BUT THAT DOES NOT MEAN YOU CAN LOOK LOW ON MY SELF-ESTEEM" Metawin pushed Bright's body to stagger backward through the floor.

Bright clutched her hair in frustration

Metawin walked down the hallway of the classroom to get back into his class. Than to waste free time on that vain liar.

"Bangst anjink" the word kept repeating itself out of his vocal cords.

He hates being demeaned.

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