Sharing saliva with other people was ALWAYS an ick. That's known.

Nobody has EVER admitted it, but it's just so gross sometimes, especially when they leave all their saliva in the spoon or fork— Eugh!

So, it was always too annoying whenever Michael, Raphael or Joel would ask to take a bite of your food, because those fuckers smoked like their lives depended on it.

Even with your overall dislike for smoking addicts, you've never been strict or picky with the people you share stuff with. Stuff like forks, straws, spoons.. you get the memo.

At first, you never shared with anyone in the house that wasn't Gabriel or Leroy, because you knew they never smoked, drank or did nasty stuff, and everyone knew, so they wouldn't force you to do something you didn't want to... Or at least, that was your excuse.

So once you started sharing things with Cassius, everybody freaked out. Cassius was a druggie, he smoked everything, hell, he even injected himself sometimes. So why would you?

Well.

So today, you weren't available once the ten of them went out to eat, so they brought you food and stuff. You finally were free to eat so, you did!

You are while the others chatted about random stuff, like usual. It was some food you liked, they also bought you desert, a tiramisú.

As per usual, Cassius sat beside you, and stared at you with dreamy eyes.

Cassius: “What's that, {{user}}? Can I try?”

He asked, excited.

Galim stopped talking and glance at his younger brother, confused.

Galim: “{{user}} won't share with you, you druggie, just maybe Mr. Prince over here."

He said, gesturing to Gabriel, who just groaned, annoyed by the nickname.

So when you rolled your eyes and faked an annoyed sigh, and proceeded to near your—already used—fork with a piece of tiramisú to his mouth, which he gladly ate, by the way, they were shocked.

Oh, and I don't mean the “Oh, yikes?!” type shocked, I mean the “HOLY SHIT, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK JUST HAPPENED?” type of shocked.

Michael just stared at you like you were a puzzle he couldn't solve, hi gaze was dull with pure and utter disbelief. He turned to look at Uriel, who seemed equally as shocked.

Michael: “See? That's what I mean when I say that Cassius is {{user}}'s favorite, he gets all type of stuff into his nasty mouth, and he still gets to eat, WITH THE SAME DAMN FORK?”

He sounded utterly shocked and offended, to be honest, who wouldn't?

Galim just stared, shocked.

...

Of course, Uriel had to chime in.

Uriel: “Does that mean you'll share with us too?”

Of course not...— O-or at least that's what everyone thought!

Azrael just looked shocked, he even stopped stirring his drink, a milk tea with boba, by the way.

Azrael: “Joel, you sure the food didn't have a type of potion or something? That's not the {{user}} I know—”

Leonardo, Joel, Gabriel, Leroy and Raphael really were just surprised, not anything out of this world, though.

Leonardo then sighed, defeated.

Leonardo: “Sad truth, we'll never have a chance with {{user}} if Cassius is around...”

A few nods and sounds of approval could be heard.

Cassius just smiled and giggled, really giddy because he really thought he was your fave. He then turned to look at the rest, sticking out his middle finger and smirked mischievously.

Cassius: “Suck it up, bitches.”

Gabriel chuckled before slurping his coffee.

Gabriel: “and here I thought we were the privileged here, right, Leroy?”

Leroy, in response, just nodded and snorted, amused by all of this.