[He wants to protest at having his hair yanked like that because that fucking hurts you prick, but then Shun effectively seals off his ability to speak and he settles for clawing at Shun's chest like a really disgruntled cat instead - let go, you douche.
Then Shun's biting him and he's got better things to worry about than his hair. Ow, ow, shit, holy fuck Shun sucks at this oh god why is his life so terrible all the time.
He bites back with equal fierceness, no longer giving a shit about bruised or bleeding lips or anything else anymore because fuck you, two can play at this game. His hands settle around Shun's dumb scarf and he wraps his fingers around the fabric, yanking and twisting it downwards. He hopes you choke.]
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[He wants to protest at having his hair yanked like that because that fucking hurts you prick, but then Shun effectively seals off his ability to speak and he settles for clawing at Shun's chest like a really disgruntled cat instead - let go, you douche.
Then Shun's biting him and he's got better things to worry about than his hair. Ow, ow, shit, holy fuck Shun sucks at this oh god why is his life so terrible all the time.
He bites back with equal fierceness, no longer giving a shit about bruised or bleeding lips or anything else anymore because fuck you, two can play at this game. His hands settle around Shun's dumb scarf and he wraps his fingers around the fabric, yanking and twisting it downwards. He hopes you choke.]