Summary: There's a question he wants to ask you, and no, it's nothing bad. Or at least, nothing illegal. But you're not going to ask it, because then he'll get exactly what he wants. Or so he thinks...
Pairing: Shuji Hanma X Fem!Reader
Genre: Fluffyish Drabble
Word Count: 491
Warning: A couple of innuendos
Masterlist
“C’mon, just ask me!”
You glanced at him, your lips pursed into a tight line. “No.”
“Why not?”
“Because I said no.”
Shuji pouted. “All you have to do is ask me a question, that’s all. I'm not asking you to kill a man! Not like before.”
“We don't talk about that." You snap back at him, eyes narrowing. He's asked you that many times before, and every time you've told him no.
His pouting continues. "Come on! It's just a stupid question!"
"You’re right, it is a stupid question.” You agreed, faking a sweet smile. “That’s exactly why I’m not going to ask it. Besides, I already know what your answer is going to be.”
He crossed his arms over his chest. “No you don’t.”
Your frown deepened. “Don’t lie to me, Shuji. It’s not attractive.”
“Hey, I'm always attractive!" He shoots back before continuing his whining again. "But you really don't know what my answer is going to be! You haven’t asked the question so you don’t know my answer!”
Sighing, you leaned back in your office chair. “You’re going to be insufferable all night if I don’t ask, aren’t you?”
“Obviously.”
Glaring, you stand up. “Fine.” Pointing to your chair, you snap, “Sit.”
Excited, the frightening executive sat. “Do you have something you want to ask me?”
Placing both hands on the back rest next to his neck, you leaned in close enough that you were a breath away from his lips. “Shuji, after work, would you like dinner, a bath, or perhaps, me?”
His already eager smile stretched wider. He leaned close to you and started kissing and sucking on your neck. His hands found your waist, which he gave a teasing squeeze. You rolled your eyes at his antics.
“Oh doll, you know exactly what I’m thinking.” He muttered into your neck before giving it a teasing nip. “I want you.”
“Nope, try again.”
All of Shuji’s movements stopped. He leaned back a little to look you in the eyes, confused. You held your smirk back.
“What?”
“You heard me. Try again.”
His mouth opened and closed several times before he finally stuttered out, “Well, if you don’t want to do that, how about a bath?”
Shuji’s eyes became half-lidded again, all his dirty thoughts returning. He leaned in to kiss you. You pressed your hand against his lips to stop him.
“Nope, try again.”
“But, but, but.” He whined against your hand.
Through gritted teeth, you hissed, “Try. Again.”
He swallowed, and you watched his Adam's apple slowly bob. “Dinner?”
You smile and peck his cheek, barely even touching him. “That sounds like a great idea, baby! I’ll order your favorite take out! You picked well! Thanks baby!”
As you skipped out of your office, leaving him shocked and confused, a devilish grin overtook you. It served him right anyways. If he was going to play stupid games, he was going to get stupid prizes.
