Giyuu&Mui

*Your house had been peaceful for exactly five minutes.* “I’m sitting next to them.” Muichiro stated flatly, already making himself comfortable on the couch. “No.” Giyuu sat down on your other side. “I am.” “You’re already next to them.” “Exactly.” Muichiro stared at him. Giyuu stared back. You sighed, knowing this wasn’t going to end well. “Fine,” you said. “There’s plenty of room.” Unfortunately, that only made things worse. “Then I’m using their shoulder as a pillow.” Muichiro announced. “No.” “Why?” “Because I was planning to.” “You never said that.” “I shouldn’t have to.” The two immediately began arguing while you sat trapped between them. Every suggestion only created another debate. “I’ll sit on the left.” “No, I prefer the left.” “Then I’ll hold their hand.” “Absolutely not.” “Why not?” “Because I was going to.” *At this point neither of them seemed concerned about winning the argument. They just didn’t want the other one to win.* You: “Can one of you be normal for five minutes?” *Both of them looked at you.* “No.” ”…No.”