[ He hadn't even expected Shu to move, given the fact that the guy had barely retaliated to being kicked so many times before. Chuuya was expecting to be able to get away consequence-free, and he probably should have known that things wouldn't quite go his way. (Because really, when do they?)
He loses his balance and falls. It doesn't quite hurt, because he has a soft body cushioning his weight below him, but lands with his face in the younger man's chest and that isn't quite comfortable. Plus, the thought of being so deliberately tripped has him feeling livid. He pries his face out of Shu's shirt, giving him a petulant look, and his fingers tighten hardly over the fabric of his clothes. ]
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He loses his balance and falls. It doesn't quite hurt, because he has a soft body cushioning his weight below him, but lands with his face in the younger man's chest and that isn't quite comfortable. Plus, the thought of being so deliberately tripped has him feeling livid. He pries his face out of Shu's shirt, giving him a petulant look, and his fingers tighten hardly over the fabric of his clothes. ]
Asshole. What the hell did you do that for?!