Mayah Playah
Cecil Tealy
Cecil blinked when the man showed up at their table. He opened his mouth to greet him, but felt his words get stuck in his throat as he was blatantly ignored. He watched the man's hand linger on Sawyer, his eyes gazing adoringly, his mouth shaping each word delicately. There was no doubt that there was something between them still. Cecil looked at Sawyer, grateful that he emphasized his role between them. But Micah... Cecil pursed his lips and looked down at his body. His childish body. He didn't stand a chance.
Micah left, making sure they both knew that the lunch date tomorrow was specifically between him and Sawyer. Cecil looked at the table. He didn't want to show how upset he was, but he couldn't help it. It was like Micah was targeting him just because he was with Sawyer, and he got a critical hit.
Nobutaka wasn't doing much better. He watched Micah practically throw himself on the man, who seemed to enjoy it. One eye was hidden behind black hair, the other was shaded, but the hatred and irritation in it was adamant. Micah did this a lot, flirt with anyone he could. Nobutaka had let it slide before, but now it was enough. Gripping his glass tightly, the thug chugged his drink, welcoming the burn of the alcohol. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and angrily watched Micah leave. This would end tonight.
Nobutaka Deguichi
Cecil blinked when the man showed up at their table. He opened his mouth to greet him, but felt his words get stuck in his throat as he was blatantly ignored. He watched the man's hand linger on Sawyer, his eyes gazing adoringly, his mouth shaping each word delicately. There was no doubt that there was something between them still. Cecil looked at Sawyer, grateful that he emphasized his role between them. But Micah... Cecil pursed his lips and looked down at his body. His childish body. He didn't stand a chance.
Micah left, making sure they both knew that the lunch date tomorrow was specifically between him and Sawyer. Cecil looked at the table. He didn't want to show how upset he was, but he couldn't help it. It was like Micah was targeting him just because he was with Sawyer, and he got a critical hit.
Nobutaka wasn't doing much better. He watched Micah practically throw himself on the man, who seemed to enjoy it. One eye was hidden behind black hair, the other was shaded, but the hatred and irritation in it was adamant. Micah did this a lot, flirt with anyone he could. Nobutaka had let it slide before, but now it was enough. Gripping his glass tightly, the thug chugged his drink, welcoming the burn of the alcohol. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and angrily watched Micah leave. This would end tonight.
Nobutaka Deguichi
