Splat!
Title: Splat!
Chapter: One-shot
Author: kiroyo
Genre: Humour, Fluff
Warnings: Cursing, super mild "violence"
Disclaimer: I own no one!
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Kai x Reita
Synopsis: Someone's hitting on Reita.
Comments: Comments? :3
Reita's eyes narrowed. He shifted his head just slightly to the left and squinted out of the corner of his eye. Damn! That guy was still looking over! What the hell was his problem!? Reita turned back to glare at the newspaper in his hands, his temple pulsing.
It was a cheery Sunday afternoon and all Reita wanted to do was relax at the cozy not-so-crowded cafe near his house, to enjoy a cup of black coffee and leisurely read his papers. That was all.
What he hadn't expected was to have someone stare holes in his back not 15 minutes after he sat down. Initially Reita brushed it off as a random stranger checking him out. But after awhile, it started to give him the creeps, and now he was just downright pissed. Reita was now certain as hell that when he got home and removed his coat, there was sure to be 2 large loops at the back.
He contemplated on trashing his newspaper down onto the table, swipe his cup of coffee onto the floor with a loud crash and storm over to that guy and ask him what the fuck his issue was. But no, Reita was not one for drama. He was a calm, composed being. Reita nodded to himself, reassuring himself of that fact. Yup, he would just ignore that fucktard and read his news and sip his coffee like any other-
SMACK.
Whaddafuck!?
Reita's head shot to the right, his right hand cupping his cheek. Towering over him was the creepy dude!
The cogwheels in Reita's mind reeled and creaked to a halt. He was now sitting on the ground next to his chair. The right side of his face throbbed. The weird guy was now crouching down next to him, and was that concern etched on his features? Not to mention, 10 pairs or so of eyes were on them too.
"What the fuck did you just slap me!?" Reita spat, horrified, still clutching his aching cheek, and not registering that he was portraying the perfect epitome of a damsel in distress.
The brown-haired man before him blinked. "Uh, technically yes but I didn't mean to actually hit you that hard. You see, there was a mosquito on your cheek for the past half an hour."
Reita stared.
"A mosquito." he repeated, not quite believing what he was hearing. The man who had just assaulted him was staring at him all this while solely because of a bug on his face!?
The man before him nodded grimly, stood up and held out his hand to Reita. "Yeah, and there were white stripes on its legs too. See?" He flicked his wrist to show Reita the bloodied splat on his palm. Reita cringed, averting his eyes from the mini gore scene, his left hand stopping in mid air from grabbing the outstretched hand to return to his side. He pushed himself off the floor and returned to his seat, still not yet quite comprehending the past 3 minutes.
He took a sip of his coffee only to spit it back into the cup again. It had gone cold. Reita groaned in frustration. How much worse can this day get? He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, already thinking of retiring for the day. When he opened his eyes though, the man from just now was still standing before him.
"Yes?" Reita growled through gritted teeth, trying to sound the nicest he could. Hadn't this guy done more than enough already!?
The man tapped his chin. "I saved your life!"
Reita's jaw dropped. "Excuse me?"
"It could have been an aedes mosquito and if it bit you, you would have contracted dengue fever and could have died!" he exclaimed, smiling brightly, revealing a dimple Reita never noticed before.
This dude was positively bizarre. "Uh… Okay... Thanks I guess?"
Reita mentally slapped himself. Why the fuck was he thanking this stranger, with an unusually nice smile for that matter, for hitting him!?
"No problem!" the man grinned and remained standing where he was.
"Is there anything you need?" God won't he go away already?
"Aren't you gonna repay me for saving your life?" the man replied, bouncing on the balls of his feet.
Reita sighed inwardly. Fine, he supposed he could buy this guy a cup of coffee.
"Oh alright, so in exchange for you saving my life, how abou-"
"You spending the rest of yours with me." the man interrupted and completed his sentence, flashing his dimple again as he took a seat across Reita, who was now simply dumbfounded.
"My name's Kai and oh by the way, that was no mosquito", the man named Kai continued, grinning as he held up a packet of half-used tomato ketchup in his other hand.
And whether Reita believed it or not, his face was now equally red on both sides.
A/N: HAHA seriously Kai is so weird here |D it's been a crazy period, so crazy ideas keep popping up lol. I shouldn't even be updating -.- And what's with me and cafes and coffee which I don't even drink.