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yusuke kitagawa

"I can't get to the phone right now. Please leave a message and I will respond post-haste."

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Tch, hell no. Bastards wouldn't get the joke anyway.

[He seems very adamant about this, so that is. A good thing!

Maybe]

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[ Mmmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggffffffff. ]

One photo. Just one.

[ And he will check your pictures to make sure it is just one, mister. This is trust. ]

[concasse]

[Sanji really would've been fine taking no pictures, but he can't help but smirk with the permission given.]

Renard, you spoil me.

[Because he is so whipping out his phone to take a picture of this monstrosity, forever preserved in the shadows until the moment Sanji decides to remind Yusuke this once existed.

#blessed]

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[ * Yusuke may come to regret this. The glee in Sanji's eyes as he take that one single picture is slightly concerning. ]

...

Yes, I beginning to think I do.

[ Sigh. ]

This can never be seen by anyone else. Ever.

[concasse]

Oh I won't be showing it off.

[EXCEPT TO YOU, YUSUKE, this is your last chance to adjust that statement.]

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[ He is a trusting soul who loves and believes in his boyfriend and the good intentions he has. ]

That's a relief then. All there is to concern myself with is finding who created it in the first place...

[concasse]

Still not sure how this isn't tied to one of your roommates...

[He's just saying, man. Also, now that he's done taking his photos, it's time to hoist that body pillow off the couch again.]

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... It could be? But... I'm not sure I want to consider on of them drawing me on a pillow like this when they weren't even commissioned.

[ Oh. And there it does. Time to vanish from this earth, pillow. ]

[concasse]

... That would be the ultimate form of betrayal, wouldn't it?

[Sanji doesn't sound that fussed? But then again, this is the type of shit Baren would absolutely terrorize him with, so he's just developed a thick skin to it.]

C'mon, let's get this over with-- oh right, you wanted a trash bag, too...

[Alright, he'll make a pit stop to the kitchen to grab one, and now they can be off!]

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It would be... bizarre. That might be a better word.

[ He just stares at Sanji as he gets the trash bag and ... well. Finally. His freedom will occur. ]

The sooner we get this over with, the better.