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Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: "Do you want to have a quickie?"
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General
Word count: 334
Status: Complete
M-21 looked over when he heard a light tapping on his door. "It's open."
Tao didn't knock (and when he did, he poked his head in before M-21 could say anything), and Frankenstein's knock was three evenly spaced ones. Takeo's was two quick raps, and M-21 wasn't surprised when Takeo opened his door.
He raised an eyebrow, waiting, and Takeo smiled at him. "Do you want to have a quickie?"
The fuck? M-21's other eyebrow shot up, but Takeo's expression stayed the same, patient and curious.
Takeo couldn't be asking what he thought he was.
...Right, that had to be it. "Tao taught you that one, didn't he?" M-21 said with a sigh. Why else would Takeo know that word?
Takeo jerked back in surprise, his eyes going wide. "Ah, no? He didn't..." He trailed off before he winced. "What was I asking?"
"For sex," M-21 said with a snort.
Takeo's cheeks flushed. "I wasn't-! I'd meant-!" He exhaled, covering his face with a hand.
M-21 smirked, standing up. "I figured." Takeo didn't seem the type to ask for that with a door open. "What was the word?"
Takeo pulled his phone out and typed it out. M-21 peered at it.
"Oh. Quiche." He nodded. "Sure." He hadn't tried it before, and there was some time before dinner.
Takeo mouthed the word and then gave him a relieved smile. "Thanks." He put his phone away and then hesitated. "Could you, ah..."
"I won't tell him," M-21 said, closing his door. Saying Tao's name sometimes summoned him since he could hear so well, and that was the opposite of what they wanted right now.
Takeo's smile widened. "Thank you."
"Though he'll want pictures," M-21 mused. Tao always did when they tried something new; they would have to remember that.
"And we'll buy him one as well," Takeo said, nodding as they walked down the stairs.
That seemed like everything they needed to think of, but if there was anything else, they'd remember on the way.
Inspired by this post.
Summary: "Do you want to have a quickie?"
Rating: PG-13
Genre: General
Word count: 334
Status: Complete
M-21 looked over when he heard a light tapping on his door. "It's open."
Tao didn't knock (and when he did, he poked his head in before M-21 could say anything), and Frankenstein's knock was three evenly spaced ones. Takeo's was two quick raps, and M-21 wasn't surprised when Takeo opened his door.
He raised an eyebrow, waiting, and Takeo smiled at him. "Do you want to have a quickie?"
The fuck? M-21's other eyebrow shot up, but Takeo's expression stayed the same, patient and curious.
Takeo couldn't be asking what he thought he was.
...Right, that had to be it. "Tao taught you that one, didn't he?" M-21 said with a sigh. Why else would Takeo know that word?
Takeo jerked back in surprise, his eyes going wide. "Ah, no? He didn't..." He trailed off before he winced. "What was I asking?"
"For sex," M-21 said with a snort.
Takeo's cheeks flushed. "I wasn't-! I'd meant-!" He exhaled, covering his face with a hand.
M-21 smirked, standing up. "I figured." Takeo didn't seem the type to ask for that with a door open. "What was the word?"
Takeo pulled his phone out and typed it out. M-21 peered at it.
"Oh. Quiche." He nodded. "Sure." He hadn't tried it before, and there was some time before dinner.
Takeo mouthed the word and then gave him a relieved smile. "Thanks." He put his phone away and then hesitated. "Could you, ah..."
"I won't tell him," M-21 said, closing his door. Saying Tao's name sometimes summoned him since he could hear so well, and that was the opposite of what they wanted right now.
Takeo's smile widened. "Thank you."
"Though he'll want pictures," M-21 mused. Tao always did when they tried something new; they would have to remember that.
"And we'll buy him one as well," Takeo said, nodding as they walked down the stairs.
That seemed like everything they needed to think of, but if there was anything else, they'd remember on the way.
Inspired by this post.