#Poor Jun can't even find peace on a coffee run

[ebbing-terror]

"COMING IN--" Zooms the fuck over to Junpei and leaps like a feral animal.

"WAIT!! NO!!! I'M HOLDING COFFEE!!!"

That was probably the incentive behind Mahito charging at him now, catching Junpei at the worst possible time. His plea for mercy was frivolous. It was too late.

Already the curse broke the threshold of having Moon Dregs take care of Mahito for him. Junpei had two options- somehow mannage to catch Mahito or be tackled over.

He had to try.

Junpei threw the cups behind him, his jelly fish catching those at least as he braced himself, taking a step back and watching, waiting.

Mahito slammed into him like a truck, his hands either by instinct or pure luck landing themselves under Mahito's legs and back. The boy stumbled, nearly tipping over before he got his footing again. Amazingly, he was holding Mahito. He was learning, adapting to these stupid games.

Junpei slowly took in a breath after having it knocked out of him, sending a signature glare to the stitch-face.

"You jerk. You almost made me drop Lynn's coffee."