Sighing Langa, made his way into the biggest library in the City. He had been working his ass off to get this position. It had been nearly impossible to find another part time job for a while, considering his famously failed job at protecting the museum as a night guard. So he finally settled for being a part-time librarian. Since he wasn’t offered the job at the library as guard, he decided that working night shifts as a librarian was close enough. He adjusted his newly prescribed glasses, maybe this was the reason he didn’t notice that THIEF lurking around in the museum. Langa shook his head and tried to get the thought of the mysterious red-haired hottie out of his head. He continued to sign books out for people and organize shelves until he noticed someone lurking behind him. “Uhmm e-excuse me sir. I need help” a honey-like voice muttered behind him. Langa had a bunch of books in his arms and turned to look at the innocent looking red-haired boy. THERE HE WAS. Langa had countless of dreams of this man placing his gun finger against his heart and mutter “bang” over and over again. Langa’s heart was racing faster and faster; his cheeks tinting a light pink. Reki was innocently leaning against a book shelf with a lollipop, in his mouth, which was occasionally clicking against his lip ring. Reki’s cheeky grin was doing things to him, but now was not the moment to allow himself to be distracted, he dropped the books and grabbed Reki by his shoulders. This caused the red-haired boys grin to widened mischievously, when Langa shoved him against the bookshelf and said accusingly “YOU ASSHOLE! You got me fired!”. Langa didn’t notice the library guard peaking in, to check on the commotion. However, Reki did and he took full advantage of the situation, to embarrass the blue haired boy, by quickly grabbed the back of his neck and pulling him closer. Reki said, a little too loudly, “Ohhh daddy please wait till we’re home, you can’t treat me so roughly in public!”. Langa’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion, then in realization of the words that left Reki’s lips, his cheeks burned red when he heard the security guard behind them cough awkwardly. He quickly pushed Reki’s chest away and looked at the security guard “LOOK I WASN’T, I-it’s not what it seemed like…”, the security guard just rolled his eyes and said “look I don’t care what kind of shit you do, just keep quiet and don’t get caught”; before walking away. Attempting to make his way towards the dropped books Langa tried to push past Reki. However he caught Langa by the sleeve of his shirt and pulled him into his chest — hugging him from behind. Pressing his lips to the shell of his ear Reki whispered “I missed you sweetheart, wanna tell me your first name Mr. Hasegawa so I can learn the name of the man of my dreams?”. Langa smacked Reki’s tight grip around his waist and turned to whisper harshly “No! Why are you even here?!”. Reki almost looked innocent for a moment, he fluttered his lashes innocently behind his thin oval glasses. And said “What? Can’t a thief enjoy books?”. Langa tried to think of a come back but he couldn’t so he just stood there lost for words. Chuckling, Reki ran a hand through his hair and said “Baby don’t stare too hard. It’s not like I’m going to disappear…yet”. He got down and started picking up the books Langa dropped. Maybe this time, he was being honest, and he really did coincidentally bump into him and wanted to learn his name. Maybe… just maybe Langa wouldn’t get fired this time. Reki held the last book out for Langa, but before he could reach for it Reki pulled it back and kissed Langa’s forehead. “W-what was that for?” Langa asked as he placed a hand on his forehead. “A kiss, as a form of apology for getting you fired”. Langa’s heart swelled with joy and his lips moved before he could stop himself “L-Langa… my names Langa”, he pulled at the sleeve of his cardigan and looked down— why was he even tellin—… wait where were his keys to the storage room; they were hanging off the side of his belt. Before he could say anything he heard the alarm
for the back storage room (where all the rare books were kept) go off and the security guard shout “Reki time to go!”. The security guard pull off his hat as his long pink hair flowed down; he was holding one of the rare Italian books. Langa’s jaw drop “y-you hypocrite!”. He grabbed a book and began smacking the back of Reki’s head “you *smack* liar *smack*!”. Reki’s hair was messy and all over the place, his glasses had fallen off, and he grabbed Langa’s wrists to stop him. Pinning him against the wall, Reki said “Baby, you need to understand that it’s your fault for always letting your guard down when you’re with me”. His warm hand grabbed Langa’s bigger hand and placed it over his heart. Reki’s heart was beating almost as quickly as his, “see Langa”, the thief smiled sheepishly “You captured my heart too. But the price for stealing my heart is a heavy one” he placing another kiss on Langa’s forehead again and stuck out a tongue “good luck being jobless”. The pink haired guard shouted “Reki stop FLIRTING and let’s go! Carla turn off the alarm system”. Reki sent a wink before running towards the exit of the library with the pink-haired guard. The library’s alarms suddenly went silent at the same time that Langa’s knees gave out.
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