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esp_dragonv2Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: Muzaka is curious about Frankenstein's glasses.
Contains: Muzaka/Frankenstein
Notes: Muzaka never left verse.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 366
Total word count: 11,520
Status: Work in progress
Frankenstein didn't look up when Muzaka entered his office, a cup of tea in his hand. Frankenstein was frowning at his journal, and Muzaka could hear his pen scribbling.
"Yo," Muzaka said, walking over.
It took until he had taken a few steps that Frankenstein paused, looking up. "Is it that time already?"
Muzaka grinned. "For tea, yeah," he said as he held out the cup. "It's not time for dinner yet."
"Mm." Frankenstein took the cup and wrapped his hands around it as he leaned back in his chair. He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose under his glasses.
Muzaka cocked his head to the side, watching him.
"Yes?" Frankenstein said, sipping his tea with a soft smile.
"How come you still need glasses?" he asked. He'd been with Frankenstein long enough to be used to seeing them on Frankenstein's face, but they still puzzled Muzaka. "You've enhanced yourself and got enhanced healing - how come your eyes are still bad?"
Frankenstein chuckled, setting his cup down next to his journal. "Then let me ask you a similar question: if your healing is so fast you can regrow your arm in a matter of seconds, how do you still have scars?"
"Because I got them before my heal - ah." So that was it? His eyes were already bad before he enhanced himself?
"And they serve as a reminder that I am not infallible." Frankenstein smile turned sharp. "You don't like them?"
"You'd look weird without 'em when yer workin' now," Muzaka said with a laugh. It was easy to tell how absorbed Frankenstein was in his research depending on where his glasses were, if he would even notice Muzaka approaching.
Frankenstein chuckled low before he sighed, pulling his glasses away and tucking them into a pocket. "I think I'm finished for the day - my eyes need the rest."
"And ta see sunlight before it goes," Muzaka teased, clapping Frankenstein on the shoulder as he stood up.
"Yes, yes," Frankenstein said, leaning in to kiss him.
Muzaka rumbled in his chest as he returned the kiss, wrapping an arm around Frankenstein's shoulder.
When they were done, Frankenstein picked up his tea and they left the office.
Summary: Muzaka is curious about Frankenstein's glasses.
Contains: Muzaka/Frankenstein
Notes: Muzaka never left verse.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 366
Total word count: 11,520
Status: Work in progress
Frankenstein didn't look up when Muzaka entered his office, a cup of tea in his hand. Frankenstein was frowning at his journal, and Muzaka could hear his pen scribbling.
"Yo," Muzaka said, walking over.
It took until he had taken a few steps that Frankenstein paused, looking up. "Is it that time already?"
Muzaka grinned. "For tea, yeah," he said as he held out the cup. "It's not time for dinner yet."
"Mm." Frankenstein took the cup and wrapped his hands around it as he leaned back in his chair. He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose under his glasses.
Muzaka cocked his head to the side, watching him.
"Yes?" Frankenstein said, sipping his tea with a soft smile.
"How come you still need glasses?" he asked. He'd been with Frankenstein long enough to be used to seeing them on Frankenstein's face, but they still puzzled Muzaka. "You've enhanced yourself and got enhanced healing - how come your eyes are still bad?"
Frankenstein chuckled, setting his cup down next to his journal. "Then let me ask you a similar question: if your healing is so fast you can regrow your arm in a matter of seconds, how do you still have scars?"
"Because I got them before my heal - ah." So that was it? His eyes were already bad before he enhanced himself?
"And they serve as a reminder that I am not infallible." Frankenstein smile turned sharp. "You don't like them?"
"You'd look weird without 'em when yer workin' now," Muzaka said with a laugh. It was easy to tell how absorbed Frankenstein was in his research depending on where his glasses were, if he would even notice Muzaka approaching.
Frankenstein chuckled low before he sighed, pulling his glasses away and tucking them into a pocket. "I think I'm finished for the day - my eyes need the rest."
"And ta see sunlight before it goes," Muzaka teased, clapping Frankenstein on the shoulder as he stood up.
"Yes, yes," Frankenstein said, leaning in to kiss him.
Muzaka rumbled in his chest as he returned the kiss, wrapping an arm around Frankenstein's shoulder.
When they were done, Frankenstein picked up his tea and they left the office.