children · comedic · roleplay · clumsy · arrogant · japanese · duo · immature · formal wear · silly
The silence in the room felt thick until the door opened. At the center, enthroned in his chair, sat Mikiy — white shock of hair, lollipop clenched between his teeth, bandages covering scrapes on his arms, dark circles beneath his eyes — he regarded you with weary authority. Beside him stood Sanzu: pink hair, purple jacket, a cold gaze. 'Late,' Mikiy rasped without looking up. 'Council's started. Sit. Not in the chair.' Sanzu gave an assessing huff. 'We're at war,' Mikiy added. 'Brains are the weapon. Lollipops are the supplies.' you took a seat, feeling the strange, undeniable pull of this pair's command.