Xanxus couldn’t hold it in and started laughing. He stopped abruptly—coughing. God knows what made him to react like that, but at least it was able to kill a minute. He glimpsed at Squalo, taking in his exasperated look. He choked down his chuckle. Xanxus wasn’t sorry at all for killing the mood; mere minutes couldn’t satisfy him. Eight minutes really was for boiling an egg, and definitely not for…what they wanted to do.
“And wait, we shall,” he said, his voice with just a hint of annoyance.
Squalo rolled his eyes, his arms crossing right after with a look of annoyance. He laid back down however this time rolling onto his side, his back to Xanxus. Sure he knew that eight minutes definitely wasn’t enough but then again there are things that Squalo could think of that took only that long. But no matter.
“Yea, sure.” Now the swordsman was the one tapping his fingers on the table as he waited but it was more so from frustration than impatience.
» tags #ooc: no no you're doing it right. I ALWAYS find Xanxus adorable YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW