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#I don't write enough ClaudiYoots
banannabethchase · 9 months
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Should it inspire maybe 23 Claudio/Yuta
Bad Businessman
23: “Sometimes I wonder if you do these things on purpose.”
Content heads up for like...mild bloodplay? And blood.
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Yuta's on a bench wiping blood off his face with a tissue when a shadow overtakes the light. "Oh, hey Claudio." He smiles up at him. "I'm bloody again."
Claudio sighs and drops to a squat, shaking his head. Yuta resists the urge to ask him if he intends to look like a disappointed teacher. He takes his shirt and wipes at Yuta's messy face. "Sometimes I wonder if you do these things on purpose," he says with exasperation.
"A little," Yuta says, grin spreading. "Maybe I like it when you get all annoyed at me for putting myself in trouble."
"You shouldn't," Claudio says, frowning down at the pink-stained shirt. "This was $65 dollars, Sunshine."
Yuta shrugs. "Shouldn't have bought a $65 dollar white tee shirt, hot shot."
"It's the only brand that fits my shoulders, and you know that."
Snorting, Yuta kicks at Claudio's thighs. "Sell it online for, like, $600 now. Easy fix."
"I'm not selling a shirt covered in your blood!"
"Then you're a terrible businessman." He hops to his feet and Claudio follows, like he knew he would. He crowds into Claudio's space until Claudio sighs and wraps an arm around Yuta's waist.
"I'm a wrestler, not a businessman," Claudio murmurs, pressing his lips to Yuta's forehead. They come away a little more red than they'd been before. Yuta wants to taste it.
"And aren't I glad you are." He pulls Claudio down, and tastes.
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