[Zhao raised his other brow this time as Majima offered him whiskey as if to soften him up. Or bide time. But he was walking over to take his share and kick it back anyway. He eyed Majima carefully as he took the shot slowly, never breaking eye contact. A small smirk played on his lips.]
You're stalling.
[He flat out accused Majima after he finished his drink. He wanted to see if he could throw off the smug bastard before he even got his game on. If not, more the power to Majima. Zhao would be impressed. If so, well, Zhao would surely be amused by the Mad Pup's reaction.
The small smirk didn't leave his lips. He was clearly teasing all the way. This was his kind of game.]
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You're stalling.
[He flat out accused Majima after he finished his drink. He wanted to see if he could throw off the smug bastard before he even got his game on. If not, more the power to Majima. Zhao would be impressed. If so, well, Zhao would surely be amused by the Mad Pup's reaction.
The small smirk didn't leave his lips. He was clearly teasing all the way. This was his kind of game.]