[ Koujaku was used to being Aoba's bodyguard, his childhood friend, and his sometimes confidant. The whole "lover" schtick was new to him, but he took to it in stride.
It was because he took to it so easily that he strode forward, jaw set tight, placing a hand upon the pushy customer's shoulder from behind, forcing him to turn to face him. His eyes briefly met Aoba's, and Koujaku managed a tight smirk in his direction before turning his dispassionate gaze upon the customer's face. ]
Oi. [ The syllable was hard, Koujaku's voice dipping low and dangerous. ] You mustn't be all that popular with the ladies. There's something extremely unattractive about a guy that can't take a hint.
[ Koujaku's glare intensified as he regarded the man, disgust and a quiet rage bubbling just beneath the surface of his expression. The thought of this man haranguing Aoba of all people set Koujaku's blood boiling, and his grip upon the customer's shoulder was tight enough to insinuate that he wasn't completely opposed to dislocating it. ]
You'll negotiate your order, and then you will leave. [ Koujaku's grip only tightened, his voice surprisingly even in spite of the ferocity in his voice. ] You'll be in a world of pain if I hear you talking about anything other than said order.
and you did well! seriously though, no pressure, i tend to tl;dr into oblivion
It was because he took to it so easily that he strode forward, jaw set tight, placing a hand upon the pushy customer's shoulder from behind, forcing him to turn to face him. His eyes briefly met Aoba's, and Koujaku managed a tight smirk in his direction before turning his dispassionate gaze upon the customer's face. ]
Oi. [ The syllable was hard, Koujaku's voice dipping low and dangerous. ] You mustn't be all that popular with the ladies. There's something extremely unattractive about a guy that can't take a hint.
[ Koujaku's glare intensified as he regarded the man, disgust and a quiet rage bubbling just beneath the surface of his expression. The thought of this man haranguing Aoba of all people set Koujaku's blood boiling, and his grip upon the customer's shoulder was tight enough to insinuate that he wasn't completely opposed to dislocating it. ]
You'll negotiate your order, and then you will leave. [ Koujaku's grip only tightened, his voice surprisingly even in spite of the ferocity in his voice. ] You'll be in a world of pain if I hear you talking about anything other than said order.