“I hate work holiday parties...”
Why did they all have to be here?
It was a busy night at a nice bar where a group of teachers are gathered around a table getting drunk to celebrate the end of the mid terms and have an early celebration before Christmas rolls around.
Every teacher from Kimetsu no Academy was seated around the table, laughing, eating, listening to the loud holiday music, and some were even up singing to karaoke, rather loudly. The waiters kept going back and forth between the reserved room and the snack bar while trying to make sure they wouldn't disturb any of the other guests.
"Aaaah~ Shinazugawa-saaaaan~"
Amongst the sea of celebration, sits the math teacher as he glared down at his drink rather sourly as he gets poked in the cheek by a certain and particularly annoying gym teacher from the high school sector of the school.
"You have about five fucking seconds to pull your finger back, Momoi," he grabbed a cup of beer and threw it back in a few large gulps.
Sabito always seemed to get bold when he was tipsy as almost everyone in this room has learned. Although no one has ever seen the high school gym teacher and founder of the kendo club completely shitfaced save for his fellow gym teached Tomioka. The man never talks about it no matter how much Shinobu tries to get him to.
"Aaaw, don' be a sourpuss Shinazugawa-San~," Sabito moved closer to him, batting his eyes at him, "Why you being such a grump eh?"
His eye twitches before he grumbled angrily, "I hate work holiday parties. Especially with it being this close to Christmas. I don't get a day off tomorrow becayse of it and now I have you to fucking deal with."
At this, Sabito—the damned fucker—actually pouted, "You're so meeeean. Real men aren't mean to their friends. Giiiyuuuu tell hiiiiiim...!"
Tomioka was currently passed out with his face pressed against the screen for the karaoke music. He was snoring softly with a little drool dripping down his chin as his drink was knocked over at his feet. It looked like the exams he held for the middle school had been exhausting for him and it all finally caught up to him.
Sanemi rolled his eyes when he sees Rengoku and Uzui poking at the passed out mess before he suddenly has Sabito leaning on his shoulder.
"Mmmmmmrrrrr you know you like me...ya asshole...c'mon you even came out t'night and sat next to meeee~"
"I swear Momoi..."
Sabito now pulled back to kneel beside him and pouted at him like a grumpy toddler. It would almost be cute if Sanemi wasn't already annoyed with the 28 year old gym teacher, He took another swig of bear and closed his eyes a moment to pray for any patiences that can be mustered right now.
Honestly. How did Sabito end up with the high school class while Giyuu taught the middle schoolers?
"Say you like me..."
"Momoi..."
"C'moooon, I know you dooo! Ya wouldn' of thrown me across the track and thrown me off the roof instead if you didn't...c'mon man just say it..."
"Sabito, you're completely hammered, you little shit."
"Noooooo..."
A vein popped in Sanemi's forehead as he crushed his cup in his hand. Of all the idiots he had to deal with tonight—like Rengoku, or Uzui or hell even Tomioka—why did Sabito seem so determined to come after him of all people?! It was seriously pissing him off to no end tonight!
Normally he would be indifferent to this. He was so used to people trying to get to him for most of his life ever since he aas a teen. Though perhaps the alcohol was just getting to him or Sabito finally got under his skin and the alcohol had nothing to do with it?
Whatever the reason, Sanemi was getting close to his breaking point.
He turned to Sabito, and opened his mouth to give him the biggest verbal lashing known to man. Instead he was cut off when Sabito slipped under his arm and planted his hands on Sanemi's thigh while giving him an almost sultry smile. Firm, strong fingers knead against Sanemi's muscles as his cheeks grow flushed in surprise.
Sabito then gave him a sultry smile, "I like you Shinazugawa...and I think you really like me. Why can't you just admit it?"
The alcohol seemed to really be going hard in his systems tonight because Sanemi can feel his cheeks becoming warm at Sabito's unprovoked little confession. He tries to think of a response but his mind is blank with a wall of curses and disbelief over what he just heard. He liked him? The mathematics teacher that struck the fear of god into any and all his students? Liked by a teacher that's popular with said students!?
He looked like he wanted to protest what Sabito said, blame it on him being drunk and that he didn't know what he was saying. It would be easier if Sabito thought he hated him...
Instead as Sabito started to lean forwards with his lavender eyes giving a soft glimmer, Sanemi didn't pull away when their lips met.
Goddamnit...fucking Sabito acting all fucking cute...
He closed his eyes slowly as the kiss started to deepen. He slowly raises his hands to gently hold the other's face, runninf his thumb across Sabito's cheek just above the scar on his cheek. A soft sound escaped Sabito as he carefullt deepened the kiss, his peach hair soft in Sanemi's fingers.
He gave a quiet grunt when the shorter man's tongue slipped into his mouth while those hands moved up his thigh.
Shit...I need to stop this, we're at a fucking party, what if one of this fuckers...?
His thoughts are abruptly interrupted when Sabito made a soft little moan. The sound sent a delighted chill through Sanemi as he reached his hand up to wrap around the other's waist. He wanted to pull him closer, to kiss him harder, to fucking wreck this little—
"My my, Shinazugawa-San! How bold!"
Fucking Kocho!
He breaks the kiss to glare at that ever present smile on Shinobu's face as she clasped her fingers together. Beside her. was Mitsuri completely passed out on one shoulder, and her wife Makomo passed out on the other.
Sabito had the audacity to give a soft whine and nuzzle under Sanemi's chin. Dammit he was finally getting somewhere and it just had to be ruined by the chemistry teacher! When he was sober he was going to—
A loud yelp leaves him when Sanemi lifted him up in his arms bridal style and then throws some yen on to the table.
"That's my share for the night, assholes. Rengoku make sure Tomioka gets home safe."
As Sanemi carried him out of the reserved room and then out of the restaurant, a very slow drunken smile forms on Sabito's face.
"Heh...see? Told you ya like me~"
"Tch," he suddenly put Sabito down when he gets to his car and then planted his hands on either side of his head to look him in the eyes, "If you don't shut the fuck up, I won't show you just how much I like you, you fucking brat..."
If Sabito were a dog his tail would be wagging. He smiled slowly before closing his eyes when Sanemi leaned back in.
Best. Holiday party. Ever.