No strings attached

Pt.11- Sunday. [m]

When he went back to the room, the younger was already dressed and was sitting on the floor putting his shoes on.

"I took our stuff to the car already, so you don't have to worry about that."

"Alright." Yokozawa stood up and collected his few belongings before turning towards Kirishima. "Ok, I'm ready."

"Let's go. I already returned the room key." They exited the hotel and climbed into the elders car. Luckily it wasn't as awkward as the first time. A serene quietness had set over them this time as the gray eyed worker typed away on his phone and Kirishima drove, occasionally glancing at the other.

"Look at this." Yokozawa shoved his phone in the others face and showed him an edited picture of a cat that was supposed to be a joke.

Kirishima chuckled, looking at the screen and then averting his eyes back to the road. "Is that what you're doing? Just looking at cat memes?"

"Are you laughing at me or the picture?"

"The picture. Definitely the picture." He reassured, an amused look lighting up his face. "I didn't take you as the type of person to just look at cat pictures. It's weirdly cute." He concluded.

"You're weird." The younger man waved him off and settled for looking out the window. "Anyways, where are we going? You said we were going somewhere."

"We're going to a mall. There should be one close to here."

"Tch." He made a noise of disapproval. "I hate places like that. There's always a lot of people-

"Don't focus on other people when you're with me. I'm not paying you for that."

Gray eyes narrowed slightly in scrutiny. Had he said something wrong? "I understand." He responded softly. If he could've, he would have laughed or even lashed out at the elder man, but he hadn't even gotten paid yet. He couldn't upset the client before the job was finished, so he bit back what he wanted to say and just lowered his head. "W-what are you going to get from the mall?"

"Some stuff for later."

"Stuff for later?" Yokozawa asked unsurely. "L-like......" He trailed off, too embarrassed to put his thoughts into words. Was the elder going to buy the type of things he was thinking about? If he was then he'd wait in the car. To be seen buying that type of crap was too much for him.

"If you want me to buy a few toys to use on you then you can pick some out if you want, but that wasn't what I was going for."

"No! I was just-

"You know what? When we get there, pick a few out."

"No, thank you. I'm fine-

"It wasn't a question, but if you really don't want to pick any out- you don't have too."

Yokozawa released a breath of air he hadn't even realized he'd been holding. "Thank you-

"I'll pick them out for you since you're so shy."

He paled at that response. "Y-you don't have too. T-that'll be too weird, won't it? I mean, people will see what you're buying."

"Don't be so shy. I've already made up my mind."

"O-ok. If that's what you want to do."

There was no changing this guys mind, so he stayed quiet and accepted his fate. Offering any type of arguement or response only seemed to stir the elder up even more. Did he got off on this type of back and forth bickering? Why? Ultimately what they did was up to him. Yokozawa was in no position to say no to anything.