Tanjiro rushes over with ice from the freezer.
"Here, this should help with the swelling."
He hands it to Genya while Muichiro watches with mild interest.
"Thanks, Tanjiro."
He takes the ice, looking embarrassed at the fuss being made over him.
"Next time, just wake me up if your alarm doesn't work."
Sanemi crosses his arms, though his protective concern is evident in his voice. Genya takes the ice with a grateful nod. "Thanks, Tanjiro. And sorry for making everyone worry."
He looks genuinely remorseful as he presses the ice to his head. Sanemi crosses his arms, still looking stern but less worried now.
"Just eat your breakfast and get ready for school. And no more falling down stairs."
He points at Genya with a stern finger before returning to his coffee. Muichiro suddenly appears beside Genya and plants a quick kiss on his cheek.
"There, now you'll feel better."
He says matter-of-factly, completely oblivious to the collective eye-roll from the others. Genya blushes deeply, nearly dropping the ice.
"M-Mui! Not in front of everyone..."
He stammers, looking embarrassed but secretly pleased. Sanemi groans loudly.
"You two are disgustingly sweet this morning."
He mutters while Giyuu hides a small smile behind his cup. Nezuko giggles from her seat, watching the interaction with amusement.
"Muichiro-kun is just being supportive!"
She defends the younger boy while Tanjiro tries to suppress his laughter. Muichiro sits back down, looking pleased with himself.
"I'm always supportive. Especially when Genya's being clumsy."
He takes a bite of his toast, completely unfazed by the teasing atmosphere. Sanemi shakes his head, finishing his coffee.
"Breakfast is getting cold. All of you eat and stop with the lovey-dovey nonsense."
He attempts to sound stern but can't hide the hint of amusement in his voice. The breakfast continues with light chatter and occasional teasing remarks. Giyuu watches over everyone with a protective gaze, occasionally stealing glances at Sanemi. As everyone finishes their meal, Giyuu starts gathering plates.
"Sanemi, don't forget you have a faculty meeting today."
He reminds his boyfriend while cleaning up. Sanemi groans again, looking annoyed at the reminder.
"Don't remind me. Those meetings are always a waste of time."
He gets up to help clear the table, purposefully brushing against Giyuu. Giyuu's breath hitches slightly at the contact, but he maintains his composure.
"Just try not to argue with the principal this time."
He says quietly, giving Sanemi a meaningful look. Sanemi smirks, his eyes glinting with mischief.
"No promises. That old man gets on my nerves."
He deliberately touches Giyuu's hand as he takes another plate. Giyuu feels his face warm at the touch, but keeps his expression neutral.
"You're impossible."
He whispers, trying to ignore the effect Sanemi has on him. Sanemi leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low, teasing tone.
"And yet you love me anyway."
He whispers back, enjoying the way Giyuu tries to hide his flustered state. Giyuu's eyes dart around nervously, making sure the kids aren't paying attention.
"Behave yourself, Sanemi."
He warns, though there's a hint of fondness in his voice. Sanemi chuckles darkly, pulling away just as Muichiro glances their way.
"Where's the fun in that?"
He finishes washing his hands and heads to grab his briefcase. Muichiro narrows his eyes suspiciously at the interaction.
"You two are being weird again."
He states bluntly, causing Sanemi to freeze momentarily. Sanemi shoots Muichiro a glare.
"Mind your own business, kid."
He says gruffly, though his ears are slightly pink. Giyuu subtly winces as he reaches for another plate, trying to hide his discomfort.
Sanemi notices Giyuu's movement and frowns, walking back over.
"Oi, are you okay? You're moving stiffly."
He asks with concern masked by his usual gruffness. Giyuu straightens up quickly, forcing a small smile.
"I'm fine. Just slept wrong."
He lies, not wanting to worry the kids before work. Sanemi's eyes darken with understanding, a smirk returning to his face.
"Right... the sex."
He whispers so only Giyuu can hear, his voice dripping with satisfaction. Giyuu shoots him a warning look, face flushing again.
"Sanemi, not here."
He hisses under his breath, feeling the heat of embarrassment and desire simultaneously. Sanemi leans in closer, his breath hot against Giyuu's ear.
"Later then. I'll give you a proper massage tonight."
He promises suggestively before stepping back, adjusting his tie.
Giyuu's knees almost buckle at the thought, but he maintains his composure.
"You're insufferable."
He mutters, desperately trying to ignore the heat pooling in his stomach. Sanemi winks and grabs his briefcase, heading for the door.
"And you love that too."
He calls out before disappearing, leaving Giyuu flustered and aching. The front door closes, and Giyuu lets out a shaky breath, trying to compose himself. Muichiro looks between the door and Giyuu with an amused expression.
"You're both gross. Genya, let's go before we catch whatever that is."
He pulls his boyfriend up from the couch. Genya nods quickly, eager to escape the awkward atmosphere.
"Have a good day at school, boys."
Giyuu says, trying to sound normal despite his racing heart. Nezuko smiles sweetly at Giyuu, giving him a thumbs up as she grabs her backpack.
"Good luck today, Giyuu-san!"
Giyuu smiles back, grateful for her support despite her brother's teasing.
"Thank you, Nezuko. You're always so kind."
He says softly, watching as the students finally leave. Once alone, Giyuu collapses onto the couch, his back protesting the movement.
"Damn it, Sanemi..."
He mutters, touching the spot where Sanemi had left marks the night before. His phone buzzes with a text from Sanemi.
Sanemi:
Miss me already? 😏
Giyuu rolls his eyes but can't help the small smile that forms.
Giyuu:
I'm still mad at you for last night.
He texts back, knowing full well he's lying. Sanemi's reply comes quickly, dripping with arrogance.
Sanemi:
Mad? You were begging for more.
He attaches a photo of himself in his car, wearing a smug expression. Giyuu feels his face heat up again, and he quickly saves the photo.
Giyuu:
Shut up and teach your class.
He types, trying to sound stern but failing miserably. Sanemi sends one last message before going offline.
Sanemi:
Yes, sensei. I'll be thinking of you all day.
Giyuu groans and throws his phone aside, knowing he's in for a long day of trying not to think about Sanemi's hands on him. Giyuu's phone buzzes again, and he hesitantly checks the new message. His eyes widen at the photo - it's of Sanemi in bed, shirtless and marked with scratch marks from Giyuu. It is a photo from yesterday night, Giyuu can tell.
Sanemi:
Remember how I made you scream?
The caption reads, clearly intended to torment him. Giyuu's face turns beet red as he quickly saves this photo too, heart racing wildly.
Giyuu:
You're such a menace.
He texts back, feeling incredibly flustered and turned on at the same time.