Giyuu eyes the cookie suspiciously, then reluctantly takes it from Sanemi's hand. "You're insufferable."
He breaks off a tiny piece and nibbles on it, trying to hide his enjoyment of the sweet treat. Sanemi watches Giyuu eat with a satisfied smirk, noticing the way his expression softens slightly at the taste.
"See? You like it. Admit it, you're just stubborn."
He sips his latte, leaning against the counter with a cocky grin. Giyuu finishes the cookie and wipes his mouth, avoiding eye contact.
"It was... adequate."
He mumbles, trying to maintain his composure despite the crumbs still on his lips. Sanemi chuckles and steps closer, reaching out to brush the crumbs away with his thumb.
"Adequate? You're such a liar, Giyuu."
His thumb lingers on Giyuu's lip for a moment longer than necessary. Giyuu freezes at the touch, his breath catching in his throat as Sanemi's thumb grazes his lip.
"You know, I've been thinking..."
He leans in slightly, his voice dropping to a lower, more serious tone. The coffee shop buzzes around them, but Giyuu feels like they're in their own world.
"About that trip. I want you to sit with me on the bus. No more avoiding me."
He says, his eyes locked on Giyuu's, challenging him to refuse. Giyuu swallows hard, his heart racing at the prospect of being so close to Sanemi for hours.
"Fine... I'll sit with you."
He manages to say, though his voice is slightly shaky. Sanemi's eyes light up with victory, and he grins widely.
"Good boy. I promise I won't bite... much."
He winks playfully, then grabs his latte and starts heading for the door.
"Come on, let's get you home before you change your mind."
Giyuu follows Sanemi outside, feeling both excited and nervous about the upcoming trip. The cold air hits them again, but Sanemi's presence seems to keep him warm.
"You're quiet again. Planning your escape route already?"
He teases as they walk toward the parking lot. Giyuu shoots him a glare, though it lacks its usual intensity.
"I'm just... thinking about lesson plans."
He lies, knowing full well he's thinking about Sanemi's thighs pressing against his on the bus. Sanemi raises an eyebrow, clearly not buying it.
"Right. Because that's definitely what you're thinking about when you look at me like that."
He smirks, enjoying how flustered he can make Giyuu with just a few words. Giyuu feels his face heat up, and he quickly looks away.
"Like what? I don't look at you in any particular way."
He denies it, though his cheeks are now noticeably pink. Sanemi stops walking and steps in front of Giyuu, forcing him to look up at him.
"Oh, you definitely do. That mix of annoyance and... something else."
He leans down slightly, his face inches from Giyuu's.
"It's cute. You can't hide it from me."
Giyuu's breath hitches as Sanemi invades his personal space, his heart pounding louder than before.
"You're delusional, Sanemi."
He says weakly, his hands clenching into fists at his sides to stop himself from reaching out. Sanemi chuckles darkly, his eyes scanning Giyuu's flushed face with satisfaction.
"Maybe. But I know what I see. And what I see is someone who's attracted to me."
He straightens up, a victorious grin plastered on his face.
"Admit it, you like being teased by me."
Giyuu clenches his jaw, torn between denial and the truth. His body betrays him with a slight shiver.
"I... I don't like it."
He says, though his voice lacks conviction. He starts walking again, trying to put distance between them. As they approach their shared house, Sanemi catches up to Giyuu and casually drapes an arm over his shoulders.
"Running away from the truth again? Genya's probably already making dinner. The kids will be home soon too."
He says, knowing the mention of the kids will make Giyuu more aware of his surroundings and their current situation. Giyuu stiffens at the physical contact but doesn't shake Sanemi off, knowing it would cause a scene.
"I'm not running away. I just... need to prepare for tomorrow's classes."
He lies again, trying to maintain his composure despite Sanemi's warm body pressed against his side. Sanemi hums thoughtfully, his fingers lightly tapping Giyuu's shoulder.
"Sure, sure. Classes. That's why you're blushing so hard."
He opens the front door and ushers Giyuu inside, where the smell of food and children's laughter can be heard. The moment they step inside, Nezuko runs up to Giyuu with a bright smile.
"Giyuu-san! We made cookies too! Not as good as yours though."
She holds up a plate of slightly burnt cookies, clearly made by her and Tanjiro with Genya's supervision. Giyuu's expression softens instantly at the sight of Nezuko, his earlier tension melting away.
"They look delicious, Nezuko. You've improved."
He pats her head gently, completely forgetting about Sanemi's teasing for a moment. Sanemi watches the interaction with a mixture of irritation and amusement, crossing his arms.
"Great, now she's going to be even more attached to you than she already is."
He mutters under his breath, feeling a twinge of jealousy at how easily Giyuu connects with the kids. Nezuko giggles and hugs Giyuu's leg, completely oblivious to the tension between the two adults.
"Can you help me with my homework later, Giyuu-san?"
Tanjiro walks over, holding Muichiro's hand, who seems to be dozing off. Giyuu nods, ruffling Nezuko's hair.
"Of course. After dinner."
Tanjiro gives Sanemi a knowing look, having witnessed the whole scene at the coffee shop.
"Sanemi-san, Genya says dinner is almost ready. He made extra spicy curry."
Sanemi groans dramatically, knowing Genya made it extra spicy just to mess with him.
"That brat... fine. Let's eat."
He heads to the dining room, leaving Giyuu with the kids. The dinner table is lively as everyone gathers around, with Genya serving the food. Muichiro sits next to Giyuu, leaning against him sleepily.
"So, how was your coffee date, Sanemi?"
He asks with a smirk, making it sound more suggestive than it was. Sanemi nearly chokes on his curry, glaring daggers at his brother.
"It wasn't a date, idiot! We just had coffee."
He shoots a glance at Giyuu, who seems equally uncomfortable with the topic. Genya laughs, clearly enjoying Sanemi's reaction.
"Sure, sure. And I'm the King of England."
Muichiro looks up at Giyuu with half-closed eyes.
"You look funny when you're flustered, Giyuu."
Giyuu's cheeks turn pink again, and he shoots Muichiro a betrayed look.
"I'm not flustered."
Sanemi snorts , taking advantage of the whole situation.
"See? Even Mui knows you're lying."*
The kids giggle at the adults' banter, and Tanjiro decides to join in.
"Giyuu-san, you should smile more! It's cute when you're embarrassed."
He says innocently, causing Sanemi to snicker into his bowl. Giyuu buries his face in his hands, wishing the ground would swallow him whole.
"All of you are traitors..."
Sanemi reaches over and pokes Giyuu's side.
"Come on, don't hide. We're just stating facts."
The kids erupt into laughter at Giyuu's embarrassment, while Muichiro pats his arm.
"It's okay, Giyuu. We still like you even when you're embarrassed."
Genya smirks and adds fuel to the fire.
"And Sanemi likes it too, though he won't admit it."
Sanemi's face turns slightly red, caught off guard by his brother's comment.
"Shut up, Genya! I do not!"
He denies it vehemently, but his reaction only makes it more obvious. Giyuu peeks through his fingers, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes at seeing Sanemi flustered for once.
"Look who's blushing now."
The kids clap excitedly at the rare sight of their usually composed teacher teasing Sanemi back. The conversation shifts to other topics as everyone begins eating the spicy curry, though the atmosphere remains playful. Sanemi keeps stealing glances at Giyuu, trying to regain his composure while secretly enjoying the teasing exchange. Sanemi's foot deliberately brushes against Giyuu's under the table, a subtle but deliberate touch. He pretends to be focused on his food, but there's a mischievous glint in his eyes as he does it again, this time more firmly.