A hit gone wrong. (BxB pafp)

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    It wasn't long before Excalibur entered the store. He immediately saw the two and grew suspicious of the male...and even slightly jealous. It'd been a long time since anyone took notice of him; he wasn't going to let that go away so soon. So he walked over to the booth, immediately sliding into the seat next to Bobbi. His golden hues were narrowed at Kai suspiciously. "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting." Excalibur told the shorter male quietly.

    Bobbi was still blushing when the oter slid in. "I-its fine" He said as Kai smiled a bit. "Is this your. . . Boyfriend?" "No no no, just a friend, heh. .. ." Bobbi was a light pink and looked adorable fumbling over his words as Kai smiled. "Here," He handed the other a napkin with his number before walking away. "He seems nice. ." The other muttered, looking up at the blonde for a moment. The assassin madehim uneasy yet shy and he couldnt understand why. "I can pay for lunch.:

    He was silent through their little transaction, although it was evident he wasn't happy. When the male left, he got up and sat across from Bobbi, a huff escaping his lips. "I don't know...he just came up to you out of the blue?" He asked bluntly, golden hues on the other male. The assassin merely nodded at his other words, resting his elbows on the table. He didn't mind, as he wasn't one to pass up a free meal. Besides, he had a feeling that Bobbi would be taking care of all of the things he needed anyways.

    Bobbi sighed, nodding a bit. "Kinda. I dropped my wallet outside and he picked it up and brought it to me." The male said, pinning his hair up in a pony tail, a singular strand coming down like bangs almost. He blew at the hair and pulled out his wallet. "Whats wrong?" He asked in a soft tone, tilting his head to the assassin. He could tell the other wasnt in a good mood and that made the business man a bit nervous.

    Bobbi folded his legs in his seat and looked down at his hands quietly for a few moments, dabbling with is hands. He needed to re-paint his nails, some black paint was chipping away and off. It was a feminine hobby of his that he was a bit embarrassed of, but enjoyed nonetheless.

    He frowned deeply at his words. "Hmph. I think it'd be best if you didn't call him. He just seems...weird." The assassin mumbled, watching the other male. It was his job to protect Bobbi. He didn't like the way the other male had been looking at him. He was sure Bobbi would be a lot safer if he just stuck with him. "He could be a hired assassin himself. You never know." He added, letting a small sigh escaped his lips.

    "Maybe" Bobbi said, seeming a bit upset as he gave a small sigh, glancing out the window as the waiter came over and asked for their orders. He asked for a coffee and nothhing more. Thhat was one thing the assassin could have notices, Bobbi only ate once or twice a month. He was incredibly skinny and it was really unhealthy but Bobbi felt he was overweight, but he wasn't even 100 pounds. It was dangerous, but he didn't really care. The small male ran his fingers through his now long blonde hair, a bit upset with the change in color but something he could deal with. Truth be told Bobbi loved his hair and didnt like change.

    The assassin eyed the blond warily, wondering what he would do. He hoped the male would listen to his advice, at least. He simply sighed when he didn't order anything. The young man looked at him, resting his head in his hand. "You should really eat. You look awfully skinny." The blond said, a bit bluntly. If he was to protect this guy, he didn't need him dying from his own hand.

    The s,all male flinched before laughing softly, shaking his head softly at the other. "I'm fat" He said with a tiny laugh, nervously braiding his hair . He had a patch bandage on his cheek from the knife wound and kept pressing on it, not speaking about it but it was clearly bugging him. He kinda liked pressing down on injuries though, he didnt know why but it did give him a satisfaction, he didnt feel much.

    He rolled his eyes, frowning at the male. "No you aren't. I don't know what got into your head; you're sickly skinny." He said gruffly. Although the male meant well, he might have come off a bit too harsh. It wasn't the assassins fault, he didn't know any better. One could blame that on his poor social skills.

    The small male simplyflinched, nobody had actually cared about his well being. . When the waiter came back, he smiled, "May I also have a scone?" "Of course" The mae walked off while Bobbi looked at the assassin. "Happy?" HHe asked as more of a joke.