Masashi was at his desk, practicing his braille. His black hair was a mess as his fingers trailed over the different bumps in his book; mouthing the characters to himself as he breezed through the pages
Masashi's fingers froze, "A blind man's privacy means nothing in this apartment, it would seem." He muttered, "I could have been doing something obscene and you would've just walked right on in on me..."
"All I need to do to make Kaa-san happy is hug her and tell her I love her...not like you care about Kaa-san's feelings. You always make her angry so you can get sex out of her. Is that how you get Kaa-san to love you? You trap her while she's pissed off and sleep with her? That's low, even for you, Tou-san." He muttered.
Izaya approached Masashi, spinning his chair around and backhanding Masashi so hard he knocked him out of his chair. "You would know anything of love?" He sounded beyond livid.
"Maybe if you were home more, you'd know I love your mother more than anything in the world." He said, then his usual mood returned. "Why don't you take a shower, you're a mess~"
"Fantastic..." Masashi muttered as he grabbed his things for his shower. "When you said 'if I was home more'...I want to make you a bet." He stated, turning his head to Izaya