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Entry tags:
FUCK, MARRY, KILL
Fandom: RP (Trustfell round 3), I'm not listing all of these
Character(s): Terumi, Yang, Aligula, Isaac, Ferid, Inigo, Yuri, Ginti, Chitoge, with mentions of Luca and Jean
Word Count: 381
Summary: Terumi's got plenty of reasons to be smug.
Notes: For Limon! This takes place in some kind of office AU, idk. I just really like the idea of everyone being shitty coworkers.
“Okay, so,” Yang leans closer, her eyes bright as she looks around her assembled coworkers, “fuck, marry, kill. You start, Aligula.”
The pink-haired girl laughs devilishly and turns to Isaac with a cruel gleam in her eyes. “Ferid, Terumi, me!”
Isaac groans loudly, but it doesn’t take him long to respond. It’s almost like he was ready for that one. “Just for that, you’re dying. I guess I’m marrying Ferid and uh...”
Terumi just smirks. Ferid isn’t sure whether to look insulted or pleased, so he settles for something else. “That’s not a very charming proposal, you know!”
While Isaac splutters and tries to explain it wasn’t a proposal (even though everyone already knows it isn’t), Inigo turns to Yuri. “Let’s see… Jean, Luca, and Terumi.”
“That’s easy; Jean and I are getting hitched, Luca’s dying - sorry, Luca - and I guess that leaves a one night stand with Terumi.” Yuri glances knowingly in his direction and Terumi laughs.
“Someone do Ginti next!” Aligula chimes in, pointing a gloved finger at their boss.
Ginti’s been sitting there quietly, his eyes narrowed at their ridiculous antics. He only looks slightly more peeved at Aligula’s words. “No.”
“Come on, play with us!”
“Never.”
“Aligula, Ferid, me.” Terumi cuts in before Aligula can continue whining. He doesn’t break eye contact and his smirk is a bit too confident for the question asked.
It takes their boss a long moment before he finally sighs in defeat. “Ferid’s dying and he’s getting buried in that suit he got me.”
“Fitting,” The man in question adds.
“I guess I’d be fine marrying Aligula, maybe.” Ginti immediately whips around to look at her before she can open her mouth, “In this completely hypothetical situation. Don’t say anything about it.”
She mimes zipping her mouth but she looks way too pleased with herself.
“And I guess I’d also spend a night with Terumi.” Ginti finishes with a shrug.
There’s an uncomfortable moment of silence before Chitoge asks the most pressing question: “Would everyone here fuck Terumi?”
The looks on all their faces prove that showing up to the holiday party wasn’t a total waste of his time after all.
Character(s): Terumi, Yang, Aligula, Isaac, Ferid, Inigo, Yuri, Ginti, Chitoge, with mentions of Luca and Jean
Word Count: 381
Summary: Terumi's got plenty of reasons to be smug.
Notes: For Limon! This takes place in some kind of office AU, idk. I just really like the idea of everyone being shitty coworkers.
“Okay, so,” Yang leans closer, her eyes bright as she looks around her assembled coworkers, “fuck, marry, kill. You start, Aligula.”
The pink-haired girl laughs devilishly and turns to Isaac with a cruel gleam in her eyes. “Ferid, Terumi, me!”
Isaac groans loudly, but it doesn’t take him long to respond. It’s almost like he was ready for that one. “Just for that, you’re dying. I guess I’m marrying Ferid and uh...”
Terumi just smirks. Ferid isn’t sure whether to look insulted or pleased, so he settles for something else. “That’s not a very charming proposal, you know!”
While Isaac splutters and tries to explain it wasn’t a proposal (even though everyone already knows it isn’t), Inigo turns to Yuri. “Let’s see… Jean, Luca, and Terumi.”
“That’s easy; Jean and I are getting hitched, Luca’s dying - sorry, Luca - and I guess that leaves a one night stand with Terumi.” Yuri glances knowingly in his direction and Terumi laughs.
“Someone do Ginti next!” Aligula chimes in, pointing a gloved finger at their boss.
Ginti’s been sitting there quietly, his eyes narrowed at their ridiculous antics. He only looks slightly more peeved at Aligula’s words. “No.”
“Come on, play with us!”
“Never.”
“Aligula, Ferid, me.” Terumi cuts in before Aligula can continue whining. He doesn’t break eye contact and his smirk is a bit too confident for the question asked.
It takes their boss a long moment before he finally sighs in defeat. “Ferid’s dying and he’s getting buried in that suit he got me.”
“Fitting,” The man in question adds.
“I guess I’d be fine marrying Aligula, maybe.” Ginti immediately whips around to look at her before she can open her mouth, “In this completely hypothetical situation. Don’t say anything about it.”
She mimes zipping her mouth but she looks way too pleased with herself.
“And I guess I’d also spend a night with Terumi.” Ginti finishes with a shrug.
There’s an uncomfortable moment of silence before Chitoge asks the most pressing question: “Would everyone here fuck Terumi?”
The looks on all their faces prove that showing up to the holiday party wasn’t a total waste of his time after all.