a FedEx Takiun AU dedicated to @whyarentyouhafuri & @takemikazuchiplz based off iscribble stuff with them and @noragamitexts
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Today was the day he was going to quit. Between the ridiculous hours, the thankless work, and now that he was paired with this absolutely obnoxious new guy that literally never shut up for training, Takemikazuchi was done.
Done.
“Last place of the day! Then we finally get to go homeeee~” Yato stretched out his arms as Take continued to focus on driving the delivery van.
As he pulled the van up to the curb, he muttered in response, “No, we get to go back to the main building, re-file the things that weren’t delivered, fill out a bunch of paperwork, and then we get to go home.”
“Well, yeah, but… you know what I mean.” Yato pouted in response as he lowered his arms back into his lap.
“No, I don’t.” He huffed before he started to get out of the seat and opened his door with a sigh, “Come on.” He quickly opened the back of the van and pulled out the last package, tucking it under his arm carefully.
As they made their way through the courtyard leading up to the apartment building, Yato hummed, “Nice place!”
Grinding his teeth together, Takemikazuchi asked, “Could you stay quiet this time? You’re supposed to be learning something, but I’m pretty sure you haven’t paid attention at all. For the past. Three. DAYS.” He practically growled as he finished the last word and Yato shrunk back.
They took a few more steps before he finally opened his mouth again, “I’ve learned plenty. It’s just that you—”
“Just shut up until we’re done with this.” Take answered automatically and thankfully Yato followed his order, giving him the chance to knock on the door. He heard faint music from the inside followed by the sound of footsteps and the door’s locks clicking open.
A man with long blonde hair opened the door, seemingly still dressed in his pajamas as he was wearing a blue sweater, black sweatpants, and oddly enough some pink bunny slippers. Normally he would have considered all of this odd, especially considering it was the late afternoon, but as the man stared at Takemikazuchi with a flushed face, he couldn’t help but find it somewhat charming.
It took him a moment to realize he was staring too. “I’ve got a delivery for a Mr. Kiun.” He quickly tried to divert his focus, holding out his clipboard, “Could I get you to sign this?”
“Of course.” Kiun took it gently before quickly looking back up again, “Um, do you have a pen I could borrow?”
‘Shit.’ He cursed inwardly before calling, “Yato.”
“Yeah, I’ve got one.” He took a step forward and handed Kiun the pen, who thanked him automatically. As he stepped past Takemikazuchi again, he whispered quietly, “You two should get a room.” Take swiftly kicked Yato in the shin, causing him to let out a loud yelp, “Fu—ahh… I’ll… wait by the van.”
“Here you go.” Kiun held the clipboard back out, his face still flushed, “By the way, do you deliver to this area often?”
This time he was the one to flush as he took it back, “Somewhat, I suppose. Why?”
Kiun reached through some of his long hair to rub the back of his neck sheepishly, “Oh, I was just curious. I just moved here and I tend to order things online a lot, so I was wondering if I’d be seeing more of you.”
“P-possibly.” He swallowed, unsure of what to say.
“Great.” He beamed and they continued to stare at each other until he motioned, “Um, the package…?”
Take stiffened before taking it out from under his arm and holding it out, “Right, I apologize.”
“It’s alright. Thank you.” He took the package and set it down on a side table near the door, “See you next time.”
He blinked, “Next time. Right. Goodbye, then.” He turned and started heading back out, a few moments passing by before he heard the door close behind him.
Maybe today wouldn’t be the day he would quit. He lifted his head to look back out towards the van, spotting Yato blabbing away on his cellphone and laughing loudly.
Maybe he wouldn’t quit today, but he was definitely going to kill his trainee.
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4.A very angry chicken
What better way to make peace with the Gods than to give one of their shinki a gift right? That gift doesn’t have to be a good one now does it? McKinley casually hands the box over to the shinki with a large grin on his face.
“I got you a new friend!~” Before he opened it, the phantom fled and hid within a bush waiting for the other to open the box which was making a lot of scratching noises.
