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“We should do Vista next” You reply a little hesitantly, still unsure if there was a right or wrong answer.
Haruta grin spreads so wide it looks like it hurts “Alright! Off to Vista's room we go!” he said as he practically skips to the door of the bathroom and throws it open.
The hall is still completely empty
Following after him you both only have to walk a short distance to Vistas door reaching it there is for some reason a mustache that looks just like Vistas painted right smack dab in the middle of it.
“Why is that there?” you question as you title your head and blink at the door extremely confused as to why something like that is on his door since Vista definitely wouldn't do that himself as much as he does love his mustache.
“I did that awhile ago with Rakuyo when we were bored and Vista didn’t care enough to wash it off and now it's been there so long that it would feel wrong if it got washed off now” he replies with a small shrug as he reaches for the door handle and pushes the door open.
You look down the hall one last time just to make sure no one is coming before stepping in after him and slowly shutting the door behind you so it wouldn't make any noise out of pure habit.
Vista's room looks exactly how you expected it to. There were a few of his old swords hung up on the wall for display, his desk that was placed right under the swords had stacks of books, many of them mainly being romance and thrillers. Almost everything in the room that had any color to it was either purple, magenta, or pink with some pops of yellow and blue and unsurprisingly his closet that was halfway open had so many different types and styles of top hats.
As you scan your eyes over the room, something sitting on his bed catches your eye and makes you walk over to it as Haruta walks in the opposite direction towards the desk. A strange feeling rises up in your chest as you pick up a teddy bear with a big top hat and a cute little suit that you had given him last month.
There was a small carnival on one of the smaller islands the crew stopped on and you had won this because it reminded you of Vista and you wanted to get it for him but you were too embarrassed to actually give it to him yourself so you just left it in the spot on the ship deep in the unused storage area he usually goes to train when he wants to be alone.
You had gone back after a few days to see if it was still there and it wasn’t so you thought he probably took it but you never thought that he would actually keep it on his bed.
“Hes been bragging about that since you gave it to him you know” Haruta said right next to your ear suddenly making you jump and throw the teddy bear back on the bed as he lets out a loud laugh at your reaction.
“All of us are a little jealous that he got something. Especially Thatch since he was convinced that he was your favorite” he said it so casually and matter of factly that it made your cheeks redden.
You still weren't used to the whole family aspect of the crew so to think any of them actually care what you think of them and are fighting over who is your favorite out of all of them makes you feel a strange sense of both happiness and embarrassment.
“What I- I never gave him anything I don't know what you’re talking about!” you sputter out defensively and pointlessly as you raise your arm to cover your face to hide the rapid reddening of your cheeks.
“But I'm being serious! Vista literally can’t stop talking about how happy he is because of it! And he wants to thank you but he wasn’t sure how you would react so he hasn’t” he says as he pats your head ruffling your hair.
“Yeah whatever not like I care” you mumble while swatting his hand away, you turn and shoot him a glare that's meant to deter him from continuing but all it does is make him laugh and walk back over to Vista's desk. Which you notice now has a few new things on top of it.
Huffing out an annoyed breath you follow after him.
Sitting on the desk there's a container of mustache gel, an unlabeled thing of some strange powder that you can smell from here, and a bottle with some liquid in it right next to the container of powder.
“What's up with this?” You ask, talking a lot more calmly and level toned now that you aren't being put on the spot with all the talk of them all caring about what you think of them.
“That” he says as he points to the bottle and container of powder “is bleach powder and a bottle of developer for it that we are going to mix with the mustache gel”
“Why wasn't the gel in the bathroom?”
“Rakuyo kept on stealing it so now Vista keeps it in here instead”
That makes you snort out a laugh as a ghost of a grin crosses your face. You’re not surprised in the slightest about that.
“Here you can mix that together just be careful not to get any on your hands” Haruta hums as he moves the container of powder and bottle There is also a small stick he also pushes to you that you assume is what you are going to be mixing it with.
There are small instructions on the bottle as to how much you're meant to put into the powder and you follow it as best as you can.
While you are working away at that Haruta moves over to the closet pulling out a small container of glitter that he starts to sprinkle into every pocket on every shirt Vista owns giggling mischievously to himself as he does so.
As you start mixing a question pops into your head “So are all the pranks we do going to be hair related?” you doubt that will be the case but still you think it's good to ask.
“Fuck no! Izou would kill us if we fucked with his hair” he says with a small nervous laugh like Izou was going to materialize from thin air at even the slightest mention of messing with his hair.
You just snicker under your breath and let a silence fall over the two of you as you both quietly work away on your separate tasks.
Right as you finish mixing the powder into a paste Haruta saunters back over while closing the cap of the glitter.
“Perfect!” Haruta practically snatches the container away from you as he pulls open the gel and pours the paste in.
The gel and the paste mix surprisingly well together and the strong smell of the bleach powder is completely muted by the surprisingly pungent smell of the gel.
After that Haruta closes the container as before carefully placing it back where it was originally.
“Izou now?” you ask as you start to walk over to the door while Haruta picks up the things he brought in.
“Yep! Just let me put this stuff back in my room”
Opening the door for him he practically skips through the door over to his room which happens to be right across from Vista’s.
He's in there for such a short time that you barely have time to shut the door before he's already back out and grabbing you by the arm, practically dragging you for a few moments before you get your footing again.
Him dragging you everywhere is going to get old very quickly.