Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Colours ❯ Brown ( Chapter 8 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

By: pout

008 - Brown.

It was there, it was brown, it was disgusting.

"Dais!"

The boy in question popped his head around the doorway of the small apartment, eyeing his lover carefully. Appearing to take a step back as the blond glared at him.

"What's up?" Daisuke asked, expression almost sceptical.

Takeru turned a furious gaze on the other boy, and pointed straight to the floor.

Daisuke followed the finger, quirking an eyebrow at the mess on the mess that resided there.

"So?"

"Daisuke, I am trying to be patient, and I know we haven't been living together for long, but honestly!"

The red-head at 19, was every bit as clueless as he had been in his more youthful days. That was probably what irritated Takeru the most, the fact that Daisuke honestly couldn't see what he'd done wrong.

"Dais, I will not ask this again. When you get home from soccer, take your shoes off!"

"...It's just a bit of mud, 'keru."

Takeru snarled, groping for the bucket and cloth he had slung on the counter, and without further provoking on Daisuke part, thrust the items at the other boy.

"Just a bit of mud? Then you'll have no problem cleaning it up!"

The red-head nodded, grasping the cloth tight in his hand, as Takeru folded his arms across his chest. Sighing, he leapt out from the doorway and trod over to the mess his soccer boots had left.

He eyed it.

It was there, it was brown, it was disgusting.

"There is no way in hell I'm touching that!"