Summary: Steve visits your office and you find yourself terrifed of America’s golden boy.
Warnings: noncon touching, stalking, threats, general creepyness no editing, hmu if I missed sth
You had been working at Avengers tower for almost two years now. It was the best work atmosphere you had ever experienced, you got to work with some of the smartest people of your generation and there never was a dull moment. As a linguist you pitched in on too many projects to keep tabs on them all, wether it was working on Jarvis’ voice recognition with Tony himself, decoding enemy chatter or sitting in on court hearings and trials as an expert on reliable witnesses or to uncover faked testimonies or documents arguing against the Avengers. Whom, except for Tony, you had never met until one fateful day.
You had run late, and when you finally made it to your office the last thing you expected to be there was Steve Rogers, Captain America himself. What you had expected even less was that his presence made your skin tingle, but not in the good, he’s sexiest guy on earth way. More in the he will murder lambs in the middle of the night for fun kind of way. You had seen the way he looked at you one to many times. This was a predator’s gaze. You wanted to shrink back, but that hadn’t gotten you to where you were today, so you soldiered on. ‘Terrible choice of words Y/n, terrible choice of words.’ You thought to yourself. “Captain, to what do I owe the pleasure?” you greeted and gave him your most charming smile. Your words startled him. The intensity in his eyes softened into his good, old-school charm and the darkness in his eyes was a mere flicker, only there if you knew what to look for. And that you did. You had always had a radar for bad men, being able to tell your friends if their boyfriends would be assholes after meeting them for 10 minutes.
“Ms. Y/L/N, I am so sorry to disturb you, but we have an issue with a code of what we believe is a Hydra sub-branch. Jarvis has had no luck cracking it and since it is rather urgent, I figured the fastest way to get it safely to you was to bring it myself.” He threw you a smile that almost made you forget to fear his huge frame, now blocking your door, drowning out the outside world.
“Well, let’s see then,” you grinned, showing teeth. You were adamant about showing him nothing but strength as you settled behind your desk. Steve crossed your office so fast it took your breath away, making it quite clear that there would be no getting away from him, if he didn’t want you to. He rounded your desk, settling disturbingly close behind you, just in your peripheral. You could feel the heat his body gave off and had to violently suppress a shudder. When he placed the file in front of you his hand brushed both your stomach and you left hand, then as he withdrew it from you table it settled on your shoulder. You couldn’t help yourself. You couldn’t stand people touching your back. You flinched, hard. “I am sorry, Ms. Y/L/N, I didn’t mean to startle you.” You turned to look at him to dismiss his apology when you looked into his eyes and saw the darkness there. He knew he made you uncomfortable and he relished in it. Your reply died on your lips and you returned to the file. “It is absolutely confidential” Steve added, “I will have to stay here until you finish.” With these words he seemed to settle behind you in a resting soldier’s stance. Fear creeped up you back and gripped you tight. You felt like a child in school, taking a test with a teacher leering over your shoulder. “Please” you pressed out, turning to him “why don’t you take a seat?” and pointed to one of the couches. Steve smirked at you, leaned down, very consciously and firmly placed a hand at the small of your back and whispered: “you are pretty when you beg”. He then straightened and moved away to settle down. All of that had taken him less then ten seconds but it shook you to your core.
It had taken you forever to decode the couple of lines they had intercepted, with Steve intently staring at you. When you would look up at him, he’d glance at his watch and sight quietly or let his tongue run along his lips languidly. By the time you were finally done your nerves were lying blank. You handed him the transcript and the file, walking him to the door, as he thanked you, once more the upstanding citizen everyone knew. He was already halfway through your door when he turned around, leaned in once more and said “I’ll be back with a reward for your quick work once we got this taken care of” He waved the file about with his left hand as his right grabbed your hand and pressed it to his crotch. He was hard. “and maybe you can help me out with a personal problem?” Before you could respond he was gone. You hurriedly closed your office door and then crumbled against it. Of all the things you heard about Steve you knew one thing for certain. He was a man of his word. As you got back to work (an entirely boring court transcript) the rational part of your brain forced to make you believe that you had misheard. Your heart finally understood why your friends had stayed with their asshole-boyfriends. You couldn’t believe that Americas golden boy was just that rotten.
(This is my first fic and it is for @thetickleeraven . I decided to go with the skelebros prompt.)
Sans:10
Papyrus:7
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Sans was making bad puns… again. Papyrus was tired of it. Pun after pun after pun. No matter what it was, spaghetti, snow, everything.
“Sup bro” Sans said as he walked into the living room where Papyrus was.
“Nothing Sans” he said with a small frown, knowing Sans was probably coming to bother him with puns.
“Aww, what’s the matter bro?”
“It’s your puns Sans” he said loudly.
At first Sans smile dropped, but then it came back as a smirk.
“Why? Do they not tickle your funny bone” Sans started laughing after he said the pun.
“That’s it!” Papyrus yelled and lunged at Sans, “You wanna laugh Sans?“ Papyrus said with a mishtevious smirk,” Well how about this” Papyrus started to scribble his gloved fingers on Sans ribs causing him to break out in laughter.
“Pahahapyruhuhus! Nohohoho!” Sans said through giggles.
“Does this tickle your funny bone, Sans!” Papyrus said mockingly. Papyrus skittered his fingers on Sans collar bone and that’s when Sans lost it and went into a fit of high pitched laughter. All of a sudden Sans turned the tables by squeezing Papyrus’s kneecaps and Papyrus stoped tickling Sans and fell back with giggles erupting from him. He tried to get away, but Sans caught him.
“Oh no you don’t” Sans said straddling Papyrus and scratching his ribs,“ This puns a real rib tickler ain’t it?”
Both skeleton brother’s fought and tickled each other, trying to be the one on top, until both were out of breath and too tired to tickle the other.
“Truce?” Papyrus said, looking to Sans with exhausted eyes.
“Truce.” Sans said, panting, still slightly giggling from the ghost touches. After, they both sat on the couch and watched some TV together.
Hey everyone, I guess I’m finally going to be doing my 1st fanfiction. I’m going to be posting a preview around 2 pm cst tomorrow. If yall love the preview, let me know if you want to continue and I’ll also reveal what the fanfic’s universe as well.
This was my first fic :) Part one is by thesibyllinebooks
Don’t You Remember?
Annabeth couldn’t breathe. Percy was so close she could feel every atom in her body being drawn to him. She climbed down from the rope ladder after Piper.
"Do you see him?" she asked.
Piper patted her friend’s shoulder. She really was nervous for Annabeth.
"Come on," Jason waved them forward in to the forum. Annabeth shuffled behind the rest of the group, trying to ignore the legion of Romans staring her like they wished they had weapons.
Leo waved at some of them. “‘Sup?” Jason punched him in the shoulder.
The four of them were met by a girl in a long, purple toga and golden armor. Reyna. Jason had told them all about the other praetor. She and Jason spoke some quick, tense words to one another. Reyna stepped aside.
Then she saw him.
Percy stood a couple feet behind Reyna. He wore a purple toga just like hers, the mark of a praetor. He was a little taller, a little tanner, and more muscular. He’d never looked more handsome.
He had his arms around two other kids, the other demigods of the prophecy, Annabeth assumed. She kept her eyes on the dark-skinned girl beside him. She had pretty curly brown hair, and Percy looked happy to be with her. A small wave of panic went down her spine.
The boy, a large muscular, Asian guy, nudged Percy’s shoulder. He whispered something like “Is that her?”
Annabeth couldn’t control herself any longer. She ran toward Percy, and the girl and the boy moved away from him to prevent from being tackled. She threw her arms around him and gave him a long kiss.
"Gods, I missed you," she said quietly, her hands on his cheeks. Annabeth tried to blink back tears. She didn’t think it would look good crying in front of the Romans.
Percy gently moved her hands away from him. He had a confused, blank look in his eyes.
"Um…" he said. "Who are you?"
Annabeth’s heart shattered.
She tried to take his hand again, but she sensed he was uncomfortable with her touching him.
"I’m Annabeth," she whispered. "Your girlfriend. Percy, you have to remember. We… we’ve been best friends since we were twelve. We started dating a couple months ago, before you disappeared…”
Percy thought hard for a moment, then he shook his head. Annabeth searched his sea-green eyes for any hint that he was joking. There was no such luck.
"I’m sorry," he apologized. "If that’s what you say, then I believe you, but-"
"It’s the truth!" Annabeth said. "Don’t you remember anything?”
Percy nodded slowly. “I remember this place called Camp Half-Blood, and Tyson, and Grover, and-“
"But not me?" Annabeth asked. She felt herself started to choke up. "You don’t remember anything? Not going to Olympus? Not you holding up the world to save me? Not me taking that knife for you?”
"I… I wish I could, but I don’t. I’m sorry," Percy said again. "You seem really nice, and really strong, but I don’t know you. I wish I did."
A tear slipped down Annabeth’s face. “I spent months looking for you, Percy! I was worried sick!” she said angrily.
Regret washed over Percy’s face. He hated to make this girl feel bad, especially if they had history like she said. But he honestly didn’t remember her. Not even a little bit.
Percy tried to find something to say. “Look, um…”
"Annabeth!"
"Sorry. Annabeth, I’m really flattered that I had someone like you to look out for me, and I know I’d be lucky to have that again. But, nothing’s ringing a bell. I don’t think there’s anything you can say to make me remember," He said gently, a helpless look on his face. "I just don’t."
Annabeth glared at Percy with a look between hatred and hurt. “I can’t believe you,” she said.
"Annabeth, it’s not my-"
Percy recoiled as he was met with a harsh slap across the face. Annabeth didn’t say anything more. She simply wiped her tears and ran off toward the ship.
Part one is by thesibyllinebooks. Here is a link to her blog http://thesibyllinebooks.tumblr.com/
Part 2
Percy stood there with a confused and helpless face as Annabeth ran toward the flying ship. Everyone was staring at him, but Percy didn’t notice. How could he remember his brother and best friend, but not his girlfriend?
“You should talk to her.” Frank said. “She looks pretty upset.”
“Yeah… I think I will.” Percy walked over to Reyna and told her that he would be okay on the ship. She reluctantly allowed it. A girl about Percy’s age led Percy to the ship.
“I’m Piper.” she said.
“Percy…” Percy replied.
“Oh… So you’re Percy. Annabeth has been worried sick about you.”
“I know. I got the message…” Percy trailed off trying hard to remember anything about Annabeth, but still nothing. When they reached the deck of the ship Piper gave Percy directions to Annabeth’s room and Percy walked down the hall to her door. When he reached her room Percy slowly opened the door and peeked in to find Annabeth crying on her bed. Percy hated to see her like that especially knowing that it was his fault. “Annabeth?” Percy called.
Annabeth looked up with tears still streaming down her face. “Go away!” she cried.
Percy didn’t go away. He couldn’t. He knew he had to talk to her. He walked in and sat down on the bed next to her. Annabeth’s face was bright red and her eyes were still watery, but she stopped sobbing.
“What do you want? You obviously don’t have any idea who I am.” she said.
“… I know, but I just couldn’t leave things like this.”
“…That other girl you were with… Is she your girlfriend?” Annabeth said looking worried.
“No, of course not. That’s Hazel. She’s just a friend, I promise.” Percy could see Annabeth’s whole body loosen up with relief.
“… You really don’t remember anything Percy?”
“No I don’t. When I came here some of my memories came back and I have been remembering more and more, but I really don’t remember you. I’m really sorry, but I just don’t...”
“Well, we figured out that it was Hera that stole yours and Jason’s memories… maybe you don’t remember because she hates me.”
“Why would anyone hate you? You’re brave, strong, smart… and beautiful.”
Annabeth blushed. “I kinda offended her when we were fourteen. Now she hates me and always makes life difficult in any way she can…”
“Well, I’d like to get to know you again.” Percy said with a smile. “Do you think you could help me?”
Annabeth laughed. “Okay…”
“Promise not to hit me anymore?” Percy asked hopefully.
Annabeth punched his arm.
“Ow!”
“No promises, Seaweed Brain.”
Part 3
Annabeth was very happy that Percy had decided to come with her to the start of her quest. She had barely had any time alone with him since The Argo II left New Rome. She had talked with him a little bit in the stables, but since Coach Hedge heard about it they were grounded. Percy had found a small café for them to eat and talk at for a little while. They sat down and ordered their food.
“Okay Annabeth, so besides you being perfect how did we decide to start dating?”
“Well, I’ve had a crush on you since we were twelve. After we defeated Kronos we finally hooked up. We have been on lots of crazy adventures. We got stranded together in the Sea of Monsters where we both saved each other. First I had to save you when you turned into a Guinea Pig-“
“Woah! Wait! I turned into a what?! How did I manage that?”
Annabeth laughed. She loved recalling all of the times she had been with Percy. It was like falling in love with him all over again. She told him about Circe’s island and Percy interrupted saying that they had ticked off Reyna and her sister by destroying it. She started to tell him about The Battle of the Labyrinth, but she stopped. Annabeth was reluctant to tell Percy about how he had been stranded on Calypso’s island. She didn’t want him to think he should have stayed. She didn’t want Percy to leave again. A tear rolled down her cheek.
“What’s wrong?” Percy asked.
“It’s-it’s nothing.”
“No it’s not. You’re crying. That never means nothing. Did I do something wrong that you don’t want me to know?”
Annabeth cracked a smile. She thought about it for a minute and then she decided to tell him. She couldn’t keep him from the truth. He had to decide for himself who he loved. She took a deep breath. “After you blew up Mount St. Helens you landed on an island called Ogygia. There was a girl there… named Calypso. She nursed you back to health and fell in love with you.” Annabeth started tearing up again. “Hephaestus came and told you that you could either stay on Ogygia with Calypso forever or- or come back. You only came back because…” Annabeth couldn’t finish. She started crying. Percy grasped her hand in both of his.
“Was it because of you?” Percy asked.
Annabeth nodded. “Yea. I just can’t imagine losing you again… I can’t”
“Annabeth listen. I am not going to leave you. If I chose you then I’m sticking with you. You’re smart and brave and I would never do that to you. I know that I still don’t remember, but I know that I would never do that to you.”
Annabeth smiled. “Promise?”
“Promise.”
Part 4
Annabeth was shocked. Percy still barely knew who she was and he caught her. As they fell Annabeth had to know why.
“Why did you catch me?” She shouted to him as they fell. “You barely know me!”
“I couldn’t let my girlfriend fall into Tartarus alone could I?” Percy grabbed her other hand and whirled himself around so he would hit the bottom first. “If one of us dies it’s not gonna be you!” He said.
Annabeth gripped him tightly. She could still smell the ocean on him. She looked at him even though she couldn’t see, but she could tell what was happening. Percy leaned in and kissed her. The last thing Annabeth saw was the ground. Then it all went black.
Part 5
Annabeth woke to the dimly lit face of Percy. He was lightly shaking her.
“Annabeth? Are you all right? Can you hear me?” He said.
Annabeth had no idea how they had both survived the fall, but she was glad they did. She was glad that Percy was with her. Without him she wouldn’t be able to do this. Percy was shaking a little harder now and looked more worried.
“Annabeth?”
“I’m alright.”
“Good. You scared me. I thought…”
“I’m fine Percy. Thank you for saving me.”
“Ah it was nothing. I love having my spine crushed.”
Annabeth cracked a smile. Even in Tartarus he was still Percy. He still may not have remembered her, but he had risked his life for her. This just proved that he was worth it. “How long have I been out?” she asked.
“Not too long. I don’t really know how long it’s been.”
Annabeth just noticed where the light was coming from. Percy had Riptide in one hand.
“How come you have out your sword?”
“Couple of monsters broke our fall. Just had time to drive them away before I passed out.”
Now Annabeth felt horrible. She had gotten Percy into this and left him to fight monsters while she was unconscious. She knew they had to find the Doors of Death soon.
“I’m sorry Percy…”
“Sorry about what?”
“Sorry I got you into this mess. I should’ve untangled my ankle. I should’ve gotten away from the edge. I-“
“Whoa, Annabeth it’s not your fault. I made my choice. I could’ve let you fall down here alone, but I chose to tag along. Don’t beat yourself up.”
Annabeth nodded and Percy wiped a tear from her cheek.
“C’mon, let’s go find those doors.” Percy said.
Annabeth leaned on his shoulder and they walked into the darkness.
Part 6
They had just fended off a pack of hellhounds and a hydra when Percy saw them.
“Over there!” Percy pointed to a large glowing dark door.
“Thank the gods.” Annabeth said with a sigh of relief.
They were halfway there when they were met by a Lastrygonian Giant.
“You have got to be kidding me.” Annabeth said with annoyance.
“We can do this.” Percy said, trying to sound confident.
Annabeth had gotten used to fighting with a broken ankle so she limped up to the giant and stabbed it with her dagger. Percy slashed with Riptide, but the giant treated them like bug bites. Annabeth ducked when the giant swatted at her, but Percy noticed the giant hand too late. He was launched very far away and hit his head on a boulder.
“PERCY!” Annabeth called. She started limping toward him, but was forced to stay in combat as the giant blocked her path.
Percy’s head was throbbing violently and bleeding. He tried to get up, but he couldn’t. Then the memories came rushing back. His memories of Annabeth. He remembered everything now. Their first quest, all the times she’d saved his life, the times he’d saved hers, and their underwater kiss. He remembered how they had just gotten together a few months ago before he disappeared. He couldn’t let that go. Despite the pain, Percy stood and ran toward the giant. Every step hurt more than the last, but Percy kept running. He grabbed its hand just as it was about to pound Annabeth into the ground. When the giant lifted its hand Percy let go when he got to its neck. Percy stabbed its neck and slid down its chest. The giant bellowed in rage and ran back into the darkness. Percy ran to Annabeth.
“Annabeth? Are you okay?”
She was silent for a moment and Percy feared the worst.
“No. No, no, no Annabeth you can’t die!” He started wildly shaking her and then hugged her tightly. “I remember you, and I love you.”
“…I love you too.”
Percy looked at her and smiled. “I thought I lost you.”
“You really remember?”
“Yea. I remember everything.”
Annabeth smiled and hugged Percy back. Percy pulled her in closer and kissed her.
“C’mon, let’s get out of this dump.” Percy said, still smiling wide.
With that, Percy helped her up and they walked to the doors.
(AU where the members of the Dan are a bit like Gintoki’s Yorozuya)
Kido leaves on a mission, but Kano doesn’t think that she should go alone. As covert as a possible, he follows her as she goes about her way. But is he happy with what he sees? Not at all.
“Oi, guys, I’m going out!” Kido called out to the Dan members as she was halfway out the door. Earlier on in the day, she had received a request to carry out a mission. Though she had been quite uncomfortable with the guidelines of her task, she couldn’t really refuse – they were poor enough as it was! Every dollar counted, meaning every job needed to be undertaken.
“Stay safe, okay?” Momo called back.
“Sure thing. I’m not the type to get hurt easily and – Kano! Put that pudding down!”
As sneaky as ever, the cat-eyed boy in question had just taken the dessert that they were meant to be having after dinner.
“Eh, but Leader it tastes so good~” Kano whined, mouth jutted out in a pout that most would call cute. Besides Kido.
“You go without dinner tonight, then.”
Not wanting to bother herself with the blond anymore, Kido stalked out of their apartment to be greeted by the setting sun.
“Ah, I’m late,” she mused. “Better hurry up. The client might cut the reward.”
After Kido had left, Kano stepped into the Dan’s living room – pudding placed meticulously back into their fridge. He slumped onto their couch only to notice that Momo seemed to be even giddier than usual.
“So what’s gotten you in such a good mood?” he asked.
“Kido is finally becoming a girl!” the singer answered, eyes lighting up. “She asked to borrow some of my clothes just yesterday; something that’d look pretty on her. So I lent her a really pretty white shirt with a purple cardigan, a pair of shorts and these really cute, green flats! She said she needed them tonight for an outing – of course, I reckon she’s just covering up her date under the pretense of a mission.”
“Date?” Kano asked, quite horrified. The jealousy didn’t show on his face, though. “Did she tell you where she was going?”
“Nope,” the blonde answered. “But why does it matter where she’s going? She’s wearing shorts! She’s got really pretty legs, mind you. She should show off her body a bit more; her date is really lucky!”
“Hm, is that so?” Kano wondered, his tone deadpan. “Well, nice chat. I actually have a mission right now as well. Better get going.”
“Huh? I didn’t know you had a mis-“
“I do. See ya.”
He hopped off the worn couch and exited their apartment, walking off in the direction that he thought Kido would be in. It hadn’t been too long since her departure so she couldn’t have gotten far.
Sure enough, after Kano had walked through town for a few minutes, he found Kido. In girly clothing. With her hair done up quite cutely. Holding hands with some other man. He couldn’t understand what was going on.
Kido wouldn’t go on a date with someone. She despises walking around looking all done up. And if she wanted a date, why didn’t she choose me?!
Kano growled in anger, scaring quite a few of the people passing him by in the process. Realising his intimidating demeanor, he quickly covered it up with his eyes.
Turning back to Kido, Kano saw her and the unnamed man enter a cafe. He pursued them, not wanting to leave Kido alone in the company of some guy he didn’t even know.
I mean, if it were Seto I might be okay with it. Okay, maybe a little ticked off. Dammit.
Kano sat down at a table a little ways away from Kido’s, changing his appearance into a random Character C in order to not get noticed. He ordered glass of water (their budget didn’t allow lattes) and eavesdropped as much as possible into their conversation.
“Ah, Kido, how ravishing you look!” mystery guy proclaimed. Quite loudly, at that. “It is an honour that you would accompany me today!”
“Right, I’m glad I could be here today as well,” Kido replied. “You look very nice today, André.”
French? She’s dating a French guy? So she’s into those types of people...
Kano noted down the new development. If he was going to be jealous, he might as well take something out of it – right? If he knew the types of guys Kido liked, he might be able to become more appealing to the green-haired girl.
Throughout the course of their ‘date’, Kano was able to witness quite a few things – all of which turned him greener than Kido’s hair.
Since when were blond boys such a turn on for her? I don’t remember her holding my hand.
I get that we’re low on dough, but you don’t need to be drinking from the same cup as him.
She doesn’t smile like that for me. Kido you idiot.
He couldn’t believe that he was whining like such a baby. Kido wasn’t his property and she could date whover she wanted.
But, after about 15 minutes, Kano just couldn’t take anymore. Seeing the girl he had liked since their days in the orphanage being courted right in front of him was pure torture. However, as he was mentally thinking up ways of inconspicuously removing André from Kido’s company, a woman from the table next to his suddenly stood up. She was quite visibly ticked off; her short, black hair standing on end as she strode towards the table that André and Kido were occupying. If Kano hadn’t known any better, he would say that this lady was a medusa and not Mary’s grandmother.
Her voice was even worse than he imagined it would be.
“André you idiot!” she shrieked, her face going red and her eyes narrowing. “I thought we had something! Who’s with this bitch here?!”
“Renée, I can explai-“
“Nuh-uh, no explanations! I can see perfectly what is going on here. If you loved someone else, you shouldn’t have been leading me on like that!”
“Um, excuse me, Miss. But I could explain if you’d calm-“
Kido? Explain? Oh, so that’s what’s been going on.
“And nothing out of you, either. André you dirty, lying piece of sh-“
And that’s the last time I listen to Momo.
“Now, now, Madam. I think you’ve reached the wrong conclusion with this,” Kano cut in, having already changed back to his usual, cat-like appearance. “This young lady here is with me. I believe that the only reason she is with your André is due to a job – we run an agency, you see.”
“That’s right,” Kido added. She kept her eyes on Kano, skeptical. “André here had asked me for some help in making a certain girl – you – jealous. He wanted to know whether you liked him back before asking you out. Although, I guess he didn’t account for your reaction to be so... strong. Guess that means you’re in the clear, eh, André.”
André gulped. He walked up to Renée and took her hands into his.
“Um, Renée. I know that you might hate me now, and I know it was wrong of me to do that to get you jealous. But I really do ove you and I’d really like for us to be together! I’ve been meeting you here in this café for the past couple of months now and... every moment I spend with you is special to me. Please, will you be my girlfriend?”
At that point, Renée had been reduced from an enraged devil into a blubbering girl.
“O-o-of course I will!” she choked out.
The two hugged it out, the entire café gave them a round of applause, all of that jazz. But Kano was still not satisfied. He dragged Kido out of the café and began to trek home with her in tow.
Of course, Kido was not very happy with this. She was uncomfortable enough in her attire and having Kano drag her around was not helping. However, she braved it out until they got home and she could change back into her usual outfit.
“So, Kido, I hope the pay for that mission was reasonable,” Kano said.
Kido, who had been pulling her purple hoodie over her head, turned to the blond who now stood outside of her room.
“Knock first, you idiot,” she scolded. “And the pay was good, despite the mission not going as planned. He was ecstatic that Renée agreed, so I guess he didn’t notice how generous he was being. Oh well, more dinner for us.”
“Why couldn’t you get any of the other girls to do it?”
“Ah, well, Seto would jump off the deep end if Mary did it. And Momo is an idol, so it’d turn into a scandal. There was no helping it.”
Kano was starting to get angry. His eyes narrowed.
“So you didn’t think that I’d get angry if you did it?” he murmured.
“What do you mean?” Kido asked.
“For the exact same reason Seto would get angry if Mary went, I’m angry that you went! Kido, I know that it’s a job and I know that you’re only doing this to help the Dan. But allow me to be selfish here for a bit and say that I don’t want you near any other guy like that!”
Kido, who had been staring at Kano, dumbfounded, finally managed to splutter something out.
“W-what are you saying?! You don’t own me!”
“No, I don’t and I’m not saying that I do. But it hurt, Kido. Seeing you with another guy... even if it was for a job... it hurt.”
Kido blushed. She didn’t usually see Kano like this – the guy hardly ever showed his softer side to anyone. Slowly, she walked up to Kano. And beat him upside the head.
“Ow!”
“You idiot,” Kido said, covering her face with her collar. “If you hadn’t wanted me to go out with another guy, you should’ve gone out with me first.”
Kano looked up, his face in shock. Then, realisation sunk in and he was giddy with joy.
“KIDDOOO, does that mean that you like me back? Does it? Does it? Does it?” Kano exclaimed. “Wahhh, that means me and Kido are going out now and no-one can take her from me now!”
Kano pounced on Kido and hugged her, causing the two to topple onto Kido’s bed. That only further triggered Kido’s blushing reflexes.
“Oi, Kano! Geroffa mmpfh-“
Well, the easiest way to shut someone up was to cover their pie-hole.
“Heh, that seals the deal!” Kano stated joyfully. “Me and Kido are together and I now have the right to beat away any guy who dares to take you out. Mhm, that sounds right.”
“W-w-whatever, but could you please get out of my bed. I’d really likee to go to sleep now.”
“Nup, Kido is nice and warm and I feel pretty comfortable right here. You don’t mind me staying a night, right? You are my girlfriend after all~”
Kido couldn’t deny his request – in honest fact, she was pretty comfortable too. She slowly began to snuggle into Kano’s chest and adjusted the blanket so that it would cover them both.
“Goodnight. I love you, Tsubomi.”
“... I love you, too, Shuuya.”
(OMG I am so sorry I have probably ruined KanoKido for everyone who reads this. I wasn’t even meant to write this so quickly but we have so many rehearsals going on for the rest of the week and I won’t have time and I am so sorry. It’s not even edited, excuse me. Also, the paragraphs are screwed up coz I don't know a thing about Tumblr.)
I've started to write a Larry one-shot, it's going to be a pretty long one. Would anyone mind reading it and telling me what you think so far?? I don't usually write soooo...
