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The week had NOT been easy on them.
Giginose was completely out of energy, and Perf could hardly even *want* to do anything, even if he had already planned a hangout with the girls…
Now he'd just have to ask for a rain check…
Izala slipped into the apartment, surprised that the two were home. His gaze narrowed.
Maybe he should've been more careful, but it was too late now.
Perf lifted his head, and Giginose perked up as the door shut gently behind the other man. They always had energy for this, though.
"Izala!.." Perf grinned, "You're home early.."
"I'm early?..You guys are here early…" Izala set his things down on the table.
He honestly didn't want to deal with this at the moment, but even the atmosphere of the room he could tell what was next.
"Weelll….I know we don't usually come over this time…buttt…." Perf kicked his feet, glancing at the floor in thought.
Giginose just stood up. silently walking over to Izala, "You better be glad the bruises from last time have healed." he grabbed the back of Izala's neck gentler than usual, tugging him closer, "I don't think you deserve a break to begin with." he hissed.
"Gigi! He may be terrible, but then how would we teach him a lesson if he's all hurt?" Perf hummed, getting to his feet too.
Izala huffed, "You guys didn't even do much last time." he glanced away, "Glassical had hurt me better, so what does that say about you two?"
Before Izala could continue his provoking, a zap shot through him. His eyes widened, and Giginose pulled his hand back so he wouldn't get zapped too.
Perf huffed, "Is that any way to talk to us?"
Izala's fingers twitched, "How…you didn't even…" he glanced around, but there was nothing electric on him yet.
"I have my ways when you're being rude, Izala." Perf took a step closer.
Izala swallowed thickly. This would be a long rest of his night.
Izala convulsed on the floor, his breathing heavy as he shakily lifted his head.
Perf's gaze was dark as he stared down at Izala, and Giginose just scoffed, "You're so fucking pathetic."
Izala let out a strangled noise, his body still slightly twitching. Even like this, a slight grin was on his face.
Perf huffed, "See? If you keep making that face, I'll just have to electrocute you more." his voice dropped.
Izala shivered, and before he could reply, a larger amount of volts went through him.
This time it made him yell, and he dropped his head again.
"I don't think he's learned his lesson yet." Giginose hummed, tilting his head, "Are you done yet, Perf?" he glanced over.
Izala slowly glanced up at them between his messy bangs, practically already writhing from the shuddering electricity running though him, and they only gave him mocking and amused looks. "No. I don't think we are." Perf sounded quite scary like this, his tone still somehow 'normal".
Izala let out a shaky breath, about to move to sit up at least with his arm.
Then Giginose kicked him right in the jaw, and he dropped to the floor again, trembling.
Perf crossed his arms, "Giginose, you're too violent! How can hurting him so badly teach him a lesson?"
"As if you're any better…" Giginose grumbled, yanking Izala up from the floor, "You like this, don't you? Being treated like trash?" his gaze narrowed.
Izala just shakily caught his breath, "You…have a weak kick…" he mumbled.
Giginose's eyes widened, and the provoking made him smack Izala right in the face with his fist.
Not even a few minutes later, Izala was back in the floor. A cut on his lip, and a bruised cheek. He felt dizzy.
Giginose had gotten a little more than carried away, a little outrage of yells and hits, Izala notable to escape his kicks or that seething gaze.
Izala felt *really* dizzy, and yet a slight grin was on his face, "hit….hit me again…"
He thought it was funny, in a way. If he couldn't get positive attention, negative attention was still attention, right?
Perf glanced at Giginose, who returned his gaze.
Perf just upped the bolts and zapped him again at the comment, watching as he shouted again and trembled on the floor.
Izala's body was sore, and he felt sick. Yet he still tried to provoke them.
"You…think this hurts…? These zaps….don't do much, Perf…" Izala shakily got to his knees, about to get up before Perf zapped him again and again, upping the voltage.
Izala couldn't control the way his body jerked and his mouth practically foamed. He gasped for breath, but he just got shocked again, and his upper body dropped in front so he was practically bowing at them.
Giginose grimaced, "You think you're really all that?" he nudged the man with his foot, then kicked him in the stomach.
Izala coughed, shakily trying to put his hand on the floor so he could get up, yet another rough shock jolted his body, and he collapsed yet again.
Giginose snorted, "See? You can't handle much at the end of the day." he shoved his hands in his pockets, glaring at the man on the floor.
Perf just shook his head, "He'll learn his lesson one day, no matter how long…it takes…" his arms were crossed as he tilted his head, letting another shock pulse through the already trembling man's body.
Giginose and Perf waited quietly, and when Izala didn't try to move to get back up, they glanced at each other, a bit concerned.
"Iza?" Perf called out quietly, then squatted down as he inspected the man.
Giginose just raised an eyebrow, "You can't be this tired after only that? Get back up, we aren't done yet." his boot nudged at Izala's side, but the man only flinched.
Perf reached out to gently lift Izala's head, fingers under his chin, "Iza?" he repeated.
Izala coughed, saliva dripping from his mouth as he sputtered, trying to not keep twitching from the shocks.
He felt his muscles spasm and he still couldn't control his limbs the way he wanted.
Perf frowned, "Are you okay?" he asked softly, and Giginose sighed, squatting down to his level as well.
Izala panted heavily, still not quite grasping the situation as he tried to keep his arms from wobbling anymore than they were.
"Sorry, Iza…that was too much, wasn't it?" Perf's voice was calm and soft, his fingers gently brushing over Izala's slightly wet cheek. He couldn't tell if it was sweat or tears, but he felt a tiny bit bad.
Giginose grumbled, "Can't you at least speak up if you don't want to continue?" he hoisted Izala up into his arms, "Really. Pathetic."
Perf huffed as he stood up too, "Be nice, gigi!! He's tired, and it's partially your fault too!!" he pouted.
"You say that like I was the one that kept zapping him?" Giginose carried Izala into his room and gently wrapped an arm around his waist before setting him on the bed, "You okay, idiot?" he asked.
Izala just gave a small nod, gaze towards the ground as his breathing slowly calmed down.
"I'll go get the first aid." Perf shuffled off quickly to the bathroom.
Giginose scoffed as he stood in front of Izala, "Cmon, answer me."
"You…still don't hit hard.." Izala mumbled, his bleeding lip stinging more than he would've liked.
Giginose's eye twitched, "Stop being annoying or I'll hit you again." He harshly grabbed Izala by the chin, "Its not that I *despise* you, but you need to learn when to shut. the. fuck. up." he growled, then pushed Izala's face away as Perf came back into the room humming.
"Youre playing nice, right?" Perf glanced between them, and Izala just nodded, not sparing either of them a glance.
"Let's get you patched up then, Iza." Perf gently used a cloth to dab the blood away, "Ouch…Gigi got you good, hm? Is my electricity more bearable?"
Izala turned his head away, and Perf continued patching him up nonetheless.
After a few bandaids and cool water, Perf gave Izala a small kiss to the cheek as he blew on it and said "You may deserve it, but I hope it doesn't hurt too much."
After he put the first aid kit back, Perf plopped down beside Izala and gently wrapped his arms around the man, "I'm sorry…its okay now…alright? We won't do that again.." he murmured, cheek pressed into Izala's shoulder.
Giginose sat on the other side of Izala, gently moving a strand of hair out of his face, "You look like shit." he commented.
"Gigi!" Perf huffed, and the red head just grinned, "Hey, I mean right now. Other times hes not half bad." he gave the man's knee a squeeze.
After a little while, Izala waa curled up on the bed with the two.
Giginose was playing a game on the TV, and perf was all cuddled up to Izala, "You're really okay?" he glanced up at him.
Izala just sighed and nodded, "I'm…okay." he mumbled, watching Giginose lose some important battle of his game.
Perf sighed, "I'm glad….because you can't get out of it tomorrow, either." a mischievous smile spread across his face, and it sent chills down Izala's spine.