"So, Yuuta, which do you prefer? Eastern grip?"
"Ba-- Baka Aniki...."
"Don't tell me you like Continental."
Yuuta's body arched as a strangled gasp escaped his throat; then he slumped against his brother's chest.
"Dumbass," he muttered into Syuusuke's shoulder.
Syuusuke chuckled and wrapped his arms around his younger brother.
Truth be told, this was the way Yuuta liked being held the best.