I can’t think of a single thing about that hairdo of yours that qualifies as ‘professional’.
[Huh. What a sight. Venom was a goddamn prettyboy, there was no way Sanzo could deny that. But the whole stupidity of what was going on between them brought up more questions for the monk than anything else.
What was with this strange feeling? And why did it have to be around this guy?]
What job let’s you go running around with your hair in your face like an idiot? I can’t imagine it accomplishing much.
[Piercing violet eyes met striking blue, not looking away as if he were trying to win some sort of competition, even if that competition were more with himself than it was with Venom.]
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[Huh. What a sight. Venom was a goddamn prettyboy, there was no way Sanzo could deny that. But the whole stupidity of what was going on between them brought up more questions for the monk than anything else.
What was with this strange feeling? And why did it have to be around this guy?]
What job let’s you go running around with your hair in your face like an idiot? I can’t imagine it accomplishing much.
[Piercing violet eyes met striking blue, not looking away as if he were trying to win some sort of competition, even if that competition were more with himself than it was with Venom.]