Tsumu: u kno how i lost my old phone and all my pics π
Samu: that was last week so. what do you fucking think dumbass?
Tsumu: prick. anyway, im outta ab pics...........
Samu: i don't like where this is going
Tsumu: and im texting this guy......
Samu: keep me outta ur shit scrub
Tsumu: can i please borrow one of urs just this time samu pleaseeee π«
Samu: tf??? absolutely not.
Tsumu: samuuuuu. please.
Samu: what makes u think i even have 'em
Tsumu: u know ive gone through ur phone π
Samu: ffs. just take more pics dumbass. u cant use mine.
Tsumu: im comfy thooo. and i ate a lotta shit today. please samu he's waiting π«
Samu: i somehow doubt that.
Tsumu: samu
Tsumu: samuuuuuu
Samu: no. ur weird. get fucked.
Tsumu: im trYING BUT U WONT HELP ME
Samu: i will block u.
Tsumu: ughhh. fine. gimme the pic and i'll help with closing the whole week. dishes on me.
Samu: ...
Samu: two weeks.
Tsumu: DEAL
Samu: *attachment* ur still fucking weird.
silly thoughts but i do think we need more weird sibling things 'round here π you can't tell me they would never taking advantage of looking the same for most of their lives
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Atsumu considered for a brief second if should try to hide what he was doing when he heard the door of their apartment creaking open.
Nah, heβs got this. It was fucking easter, and if that didnβt count as a cheat day he didnβt know what would. There was no reason for Kiyoomi to be worried this time.
Not that the man in question knew that yet. His boyfriend froze at the sight of Atsumu lounging on their couch. Surrounded by a crime scene in the form of chocolate wrappers.
βAtsu- Where did you even find all of this shit? I was only gone for like twenty minutes.β