"Ugh, get a room you two. We're still here!" Giyuu smiled innocently at Genya, wrapping his arm around Sanemi's waist. "But this is our date, Genya. You should be used to our affection by now." Sanemi leaned into Giyuu's touch, giving up on his tough guy act.
"Yeah, Genya. Stop being jealous." Genya rolled his eyes dramatically. "I'm not jealous! I just don't want to see my brother being all mushy." Muichiro kissed Genya's cheek. Genya's face turned bright red as Muichiro kissed him, completely forgetting about Sanemi and Giyuu.
"M-Mui! Not in public!"
Muichiro smirked and poked Genya's flustered face. "You're cute when you're embarrassed, Genya. Like a tomato." Sanemi laughed at his brother's predicament, feeling slightly vindicated."Look who's blushing now! Payback's a bitch, isn't it, Genya?" Genya covered his face with his hands, trying to hide from Muichiro and everyone else.
"Shut up, Nemi! This is all your fault!" Muichiro chuckled and pulled Genya closer, enjoying the teasing. "He's so easy to fluster. I should do this more often." Sanemi leaned back in his chair, satisfied with the turn of events. "You should definitely do it more often, Muichiro. This is the highlight of my day." Genya peeked through his fingers, glaring at Sanemi and Muichiro. "I'm going to get you both back for this. Mark my words."
Giyuu chuckled softly and whispered to Sanemi. "This is going to be interesting. Genya's plotting something." Sanemi grinned wickedly, already imagining the chaos that could ensue. "Let him plot. I'm not scared of my little brother." Muichiro looked amused, still holding onto Genya. "Oh, this is going to be fun. What do you think he'll do, Giyuu?" Giyuu thought for a moment, then shrugged.
"Maybe he'll try to embarrass us back. Or prank us. Knowing Genya, it could be anything."
Sanemi laughed again, shaking his head.
"He's all bark and no bite. I can handle whatever he throws at me." Genya suddenly stood up, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Challenge accepted, Nemi. Just wait and see."
Muichiro let go of Genya, watching as he walked away with determination. "I think we might have underestimated him this time."*Sanemi watched Genya leave, a hint of worry creeping into his expression.
"Maybe I spoke too soon... He looks serious."
Giyuu patted Sanemi's shoulder reassuringly.
"Don't worry. We'll handle whatever he does together." Sanemi relaxed a bit at Giyuu's words, but he still couldn't shake the feeling of impending doom. "Yeah... together. As long as it doesn't involve embarrassing pictures cringe photoshop things." Muichiro snickered, already thinking of ways to help Genya with his revenge plan. "No promises on that one, Sanemi." Sanemi groaned, facepalming again.
"You're all traitors. I can't believe I'm related to you, Genya."
Giyuu chuckled and kissed Sanemi's forehead. "You love us anyway, traitor or not."*Sanemi couldn't deny that. He looked at Giyuu with a mixture of affection and exasperation. "Yeah, yeah... I guess I do. Even when you're all conspiring against me." Muichiro grinned and raised his glass.
"To family drama!" Sanemi raised his glass reluctantly, joining in the toast.
"To family drama... and whatever chaos Genya's about to unleash."
The three of them clinked their glasses together, the tension from earlier replaced with anticipation for what was to come. Later that evening, Sanemi and Giyuu returned to their dorm room, expecting to find it untouched. As they entered, they noticed something was off. The room was suspiciously quiet. Sanemi immediately became suspicious, scanning the room for any signs of Genya's prank. "I have a bad feeling about this... Giyuu, did you see anything weird when we left?"
Giyuu shook his head, equally cautious as he moved further into the room.
"No, everything looks normal. Too normal." Sanemi approached his bed, noticing something on his pillow. He picked it up and groaned. "Great. It's a note."
The note read: "Dear Nemi, I hope you enjoy your surprise. Love, Genya."
Sanemi crumpled the note in his fist, his eyes darting around the room.
"What did that little shit do to my bed? I swear if he messed with my sheets again..."
Giyuu walked over to check his own bed, finding nothing unusual. "Maybe it's just a harmless prank, Sanemi. Calm down." Sanemi wasn't convinced, and he started searching the bed carefully. "I'm not taking any chances. Last time he 'harmlessly' pranked me, I had glitter in my hair for weeks!" As he lifted the blanket, something fell out with a soft thud. Sanemi froze, staring at the object that had fallen. It was a small package wrapped in bright pink paper.
"What the...?"
He picked it up, his heart racing as he turned it over in his hands. There was a tag on it that said "Open me!" in Genya's handwriting. Sanemi looked at Giyuu with a mix of annoyance and curiosity. "Should I open it? It could be a trap." Giyuu shrugged, clearly entertained by Sanemi's dilemma.
"You're the one who wanted to know what he did. Just rip it open." Sanemi sighed and carefully unwrapped the package, preparing for the worst. Inside, there was a small box. He opened it slowly, his eyes widening in shock. "What the hell... It's... a vibrator?"
Giyuu burst out laughing, unable to contain himself anymore. "Genya really went there, huh? Your own little brother got you a vibrator." Sanemi's face turned beet red as he stared at the toy in horror.
"I'm going to kill him. I'm actually going to kill him this time." Giyuu wiped tears from his eyes, still laughing uncontrollably. "Oh, this is priceless. Sanemi Shinazugawa, speechless because of a sex toy." Sanemi slammed the box shut and shoved it back into the package. "Stop laughing! This isn't funny!" But even he couldn't help the slight twitch of his lips as he tried to hold back a smile. Giyuu walked over and hugged Sanemi from behind, still chuckling.