[prompt bingo] [heart no kuni] Flowers
Title: Send Me No Flowers
Author: spicy_diamond
Rating: PG
Prompt: Flowers
Challenge: promptbingo
Summary: [Joker, Julius / Alice, Gray / Alice] A trail of clovers leads Gray to Alice... and Julius.
Words: 304
Gray was elbows deep in a pile of dirty dishes when he heard the quiet rattle of the door to the kitchens being opened behind him. And, turning ever so slightly to see who it was, he frowned. His amber eyes narrowing visibly as Julius, emptied luncheon tray in hand, entered the room.
Returning the look blandly, Julius hefted his tray a bit higher before pointedly looking down his nose at the other man. “Something bothering you, Skink?”
“No. Not at all.” Tone deliberately airy with indifference, Gray went back to cleaning. Wash cloth moving in quick swipes over a clover-patterned plate. “...I just wouldn't have expected you to have need of our kitchens.”
Connected door or no, the Clockmaker had put a great deal of effort in separating himself from the inhabitants of Clover Tower. To see him leave his workspace was a rarity to begin with. But to have Julius purposefully enter Clover Tower proper...
Gray let out a soft snort.
“I don't.” If anything, Julius' glare had gotten even colder. Setting his tray down with a ceramic jostling clatter he straightened and, as he turned to leave, Gray could see the familiar patter of clovers lining the dishes. “But, I thought I'd return these.”
Two plates, two cups, two forks, and various other accouterments - the tray held the perfect amount for a table set for two and Gray was under no illusions as to whom the second setting was for.
And, seemingly aware of the ex-assassin's epiphany, Julius smirked.
“I'll try to remind her to use my dishes from now on.” Tension thrumming palpably between them, the Clockmaker gave one, last dismissive glance from Gray's upturned sleeves to the sudsy dishwater. “I'm sure Alice would hate to make more work for you to do.”
Author: spicy_diamond
Rating: PG
Prompt: Flowers
Challenge: promptbingo
Summary: [Joker, Julius / Alice, Gray / Alice] A trail of clovers leads Gray to Alice... and Julius.
Words: 304
Gray was elbows deep in a pile of dirty dishes when he heard the quiet rattle of the door to the kitchens being opened behind him. And, turning ever so slightly to see who it was, he frowned. His amber eyes narrowing visibly as Julius, emptied luncheon tray in hand, entered the room.
Returning the look blandly, Julius hefted his tray a bit higher before pointedly looking down his nose at the other man. “Something bothering you, Skink?”
“No. Not at all.” Tone deliberately airy with indifference, Gray went back to cleaning. Wash cloth moving in quick swipes over a clover-patterned plate. “...I just wouldn't have expected you to have need of our kitchens.”
Connected door or no, the Clockmaker had put a great deal of effort in separating himself from the inhabitants of Clover Tower. To see him leave his workspace was a rarity to begin with. But to have Julius purposefully enter Clover Tower proper...
Gray let out a soft snort.
“I don't.” If anything, Julius' glare had gotten even colder. Setting his tray down with a ceramic jostling clatter he straightened and, as he turned to leave, Gray could see the familiar patter of clovers lining the dishes. “But, I thought I'd return these.”
Two plates, two cups, two forks, and various other accouterments - the tray held the perfect amount for a table set for two and Gray was under no illusions as to whom the second setting was for.
And, seemingly aware of the ex-assassin's epiphany, Julius smirked.
“I'll try to remind her to use my dishes from now on.” Tension thrumming palpably between them, the Clockmaker gave one, last dismissive glance from Gray's upturned sleeves to the sudsy dishwater. “I'm sure Alice would hate to make more work for you to do.”