for a demon, shanks isn't very demonly. more personable than mihawk by a mile with a grin as bright as sunshine, one would never think to associate this man–this creature–with hell. the only thing hellish about him is his seduction manner, and even then, it's only the sort of devellish that tends to succeed in getting one into a bed.
not that mihawk's been thinking about it.
mostly, mihawk's been thinking about how to get the demon away from him and back into his own goddamn dimension, but apparently–
"these sigils are binding, hawky," shanks says, not even trying to contain his glee. "i can't leave until you tell me what you want."
"what i want is for you to leave!" mihawk exclaims, throwing his hands up. he's tired from all the googling he's been doing to figure out how to un-summon a demon. unsurprisingly, his research has yielded nothing but a pair of extremely dry eyes for him.
"nuh-uh," shanks replies. "that's not your heart's desire."
mihawk growls at him. "wanna bet?"
shanks smirks back, clearly delighted to be meeting him in his irritation. "bets are the devil's currency, hawky," he says, leaning in closer to look at mihawk through dark red lashes. "i would love to bet."
a shiver runs down mihawk's spine, and he's not sure if it's dread, wariness, or... something else. ignoring the way his cheeks heat up, he turns back to his laptop and doesn't respond.
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I wanted to do some buddy daddies fanart (and something festival related cause I've been listening to Matsuri by Fujii Kaze a lot)
I doubt Rei went to a festival when he was a kid so I imagined he goes to one with Kazuki and Miri for the first time
then buys all the candy he could get coz he has never eaten them before
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