[walks up behind Ahomine and puts him in a tight choke hold, breasts pressed against his back] Dai-chan did you eat my last bag of teriyaki chips?~

“Oi! Not so tight,
crazy-chan!” he gasps, but only half struggles to get away because, let’s be
honest: breasts. When you finally release him, he mutters, “Who are you anyway,
Murasakibara? Sheesh!” 

*Sees you winding
up for a punch* “Ok, ok, I’ll get you more. Just,” he sidles up closer,
hand ghosting on your shoulder, “would you be up for some more wrestling later?
Preferably of the Greco-roman variety?” 

*Groans
when you punch his arm hard before sauntering towards the mini-mart* “Guess
not,” he grumbles following after you.