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esp_dragonv2Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: "M," Tao declared, his sleepy eyes as wide as they could go, "you keep doing this, and I'm gonna hafta kiss you."
Notes: Tao/M-21.
Nekomata!Tao and born-werewolf!M-21 AU.
Rating: G
Genre: Romance
Word count: 837
Status: Complete
"M," Tao declared, his sleepy eyes as wide as they could go, "you keep doing this, and I'm gonna hafta kiss you."
"It's a bacon sandwich," M said with a snort, washing his hands in the sink. "I didn't wake up four hours early to make you a three course breakfast in bed."
Tao scrunched up his nose. "What breakfast needs that much prep?"
M shrugged. "A three course one."
Tao snickered as he sat at the table, the sandwich in front of him. "But seriously, you keep acting like this and I don't think I'd be able to stop myself from kissing you, heh." Tao didn't know if M was paying attention -or maybe he was waking the werewolf up when he was going to bed- but over the past couple of weeks, whenever Tao pulled a late nighter, M usually made him breakfast. There wasn't any fuss, just a plate of something to eat ready for him by the time Tao reached the kitchen.
"Why don't you."
"Huh?" Tao stared at M. His sleepy brain was just hearing stuff, wasn't it?
M was leaning back on the counter, his arms loosely crossed. "Why are you stopping yourself from kissing me?"
"Uh." M was still saying the same thing. He was just accepting it? "I'm meaning a kiss on the lips, M." A misunderstanding? He'd kissed M before, but those were usually in the spur of the moment, and on the cheek.
He got a raised eyebrow for that. "I know. Usually when you announce you're going to do something, you do it instantly."
Was M-? Tao squinted at him. "I didn't think werewolves got interested in other species." And that wasn't even mentioning the standoffishness they had with nekomata. But it did sound like M was saying he was. "Especially since we haven't fought or anything." Which was why Tao had never entertained the thought - they'd never fought or sparred, so M wouldn't have become attracted to him.
M's eyebrow rose higher and Tao could see the smirk he was trying to hide. M was amused about something, his perfect retort ready. "We're fighting right now."
"What?"
M did smirk now, but didn't elaborate.
Okay. He wasn't going to tell him. Hm. They obviously weren't fighting with their fists, and never had. They weren't shouting either.
So.
Fighting. It wasn't just about who was stronger with werewolves, but finding their equal. Someone who would help push them further and vice versa.
M didn't like fighting, but he just as well used his words as his fists. And it was usually a daily occurrence that they had some kind of back and forth about something. A battle of wits.
Which meant- "You've liked me for weeks and didn't say anything?" Which was M all around, but really.
M shrugged, still smirking. The ass. "You're smart - I knew you'd figure it out."
"Argh!" Tao threw his hands up in the air, and then went over. He stopped in front of M, trying to scowl, but that didn't work, not when nervousness was expanding in his stomach because sure he said he was going to kiss M, but that had been when he thought M wouldn't reciprocate and-
He leaned in, before his thoughts spiralled further and he talked himself out of it. M's hands slid onto his hips as they kissed.
Tao couldn't stop his soft purring and he was sure that was what made M chuckle.
"Your food's getting cold," M said when they finished.
Tao squinted at him again before going back to the table. He hummed as he started to eat - a little cold, but still good. "Was that why you've been making me breakfast?" Had he missed other hints?
M snorted. "You're going to sleep at three, so you're not going to get up in time to eat something before work, and then you forget to eat there anyway."
"I have lunch." M looked at him. "At some point in the day! Just. Not always at lunchtime." It was when his stomach was trying to digest his guts that he got the message.
"But yeah," M said. "I started doing it when I realised I was looking forward to our talks."
"Still shoulda told me," Tao grumbled. He finished off the sandwich and as he was passing his way to the sink, he gave M another quick kiss. "Thanks."
"Just eat something else during the day."
"I will, I will! I'd set an alarm but I'd probably just ignore it," Tao said with a sheepish laugh.
"You're going to be late," M said, his voice amused.
Tao glanced at his phone. "Ack! Okay, fine, I'm running, but we're going to have a proper talk when I get back, all right?"
M's lips widened into a sharp smile. "I can't wait."
...He really should have noticed the similarities in a verbal spar earlier. But he could think about that later - he had to get to work first.
Summary: "M," Tao declared, his sleepy eyes as wide as they could go, "you keep doing this, and I'm gonna hafta kiss you."
Notes: Tao/M-21.
Nekomata!Tao and born-werewolf!M-21 AU.
Rating: G
Genre: Romance
Word count: 837
Status: Complete
"M," Tao declared, his sleepy eyes as wide as they could go, "you keep doing this, and I'm gonna hafta kiss you."
"It's a bacon sandwich," M said with a snort, washing his hands in the sink. "I didn't wake up four hours early to make you a three course breakfast in bed."
Tao scrunched up his nose. "What breakfast needs that much prep?"
M shrugged. "A three course one."
Tao snickered as he sat at the table, the sandwich in front of him. "But seriously, you keep acting like this and I don't think I'd be able to stop myself from kissing you, heh." Tao didn't know if M was paying attention -or maybe he was waking the werewolf up when he was going to bed- but over the past couple of weeks, whenever Tao pulled a late nighter, M usually made him breakfast. There wasn't any fuss, just a plate of something to eat ready for him by the time Tao reached the kitchen.
"Why don't you."
"Huh?" Tao stared at M. His sleepy brain was just hearing stuff, wasn't it?
M was leaning back on the counter, his arms loosely crossed. "Why are you stopping yourself from kissing me?"
"Uh." M was still saying the same thing. He was just accepting it? "I'm meaning a kiss on the lips, M." A misunderstanding? He'd kissed M before, but those were usually in the spur of the moment, and on the cheek.
He got a raised eyebrow for that. "I know. Usually when you announce you're going to do something, you do it instantly."
Was M-? Tao squinted at him. "I didn't think werewolves got interested in other species." And that wasn't even mentioning the standoffishness they had with nekomata. But it did sound like M was saying he was. "Especially since we haven't fought or anything." Which was why Tao had never entertained the thought - they'd never fought or sparred, so M wouldn't have become attracted to him.
M's eyebrow rose higher and Tao could see the smirk he was trying to hide. M was amused about something, his perfect retort ready. "We're fighting right now."
"What?"
M did smirk now, but didn't elaborate.
Okay. He wasn't going to tell him. Hm. They obviously weren't fighting with their fists, and never had. They weren't shouting either.
So.
Fighting. It wasn't just about who was stronger with werewolves, but finding their equal. Someone who would help push them further and vice versa.
M didn't like fighting, but he just as well used his words as his fists. And it was usually a daily occurrence that they had some kind of back and forth about something. A battle of wits.
Which meant- "You've liked me for weeks and didn't say anything?" Which was M all around, but really.
M shrugged, still smirking. The ass. "You're smart - I knew you'd figure it out."
"Argh!" Tao threw his hands up in the air, and then went over. He stopped in front of M, trying to scowl, but that didn't work, not when nervousness was expanding in his stomach because sure he said he was going to kiss M, but that had been when he thought M wouldn't reciprocate and-
He leaned in, before his thoughts spiralled further and he talked himself out of it. M's hands slid onto his hips as they kissed.
Tao couldn't stop his soft purring and he was sure that was what made M chuckle.
"Your food's getting cold," M said when they finished.
Tao squinted at him again before going back to the table. He hummed as he started to eat - a little cold, but still good. "Was that why you've been making me breakfast?" Had he missed other hints?
M snorted. "You're going to sleep at three, so you're not going to get up in time to eat something before work, and then you forget to eat there anyway."
"I have lunch." M looked at him. "At some point in the day! Just. Not always at lunchtime." It was when his stomach was trying to digest his guts that he got the message.
"But yeah," M said. "I started doing it when I realised I was looking forward to our talks."
"Still shoulda told me," Tao grumbled. He finished off the sandwich and as he was passing his way to the sink, he gave M another quick kiss. "Thanks."
"Just eat something else during the day."
"I will, I will! I'd set an alarm but I'd probably just ignore it," Tao said with a sheepish laugh.
"You're going to be late," M said, his voice amused.
Tao glanced at his phone. "Ack! Okay, fine, I'm running, but we're going to have a proper talk when I get back, all right?"
M's lips widened into a sharp smile. "I can't wait."
...He really should have noticed the similarities in a verbal spar earlier. But he could think about that later - he had to get to work first.