KHR: Why You're Ruling Me: Assurance
I wrote this for the OTP 30 prompts challenge I took on Tumblr. It will be a series of oneshots with different settings, times and universes. All about Reborn x Luce.
Title: Assurance.
Pairing(s): Reborn x Luce.
Prompt: Holding hands.
Rating: PG.
Timeline: Before canon.
Summary: "Adorable, right?"
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No matter which angle he looked from, this situation wasn't normal.
He wasn't used to this.
He didn't think that one day he would be standing in the busy paths of the market, holding ten or more grocery bags while looking utterly out of the place.
Then again, he didn't think that he would be anyone's errand boy. Especially the errand boy of the cheerfully humming woman that was walking in front of him without a care in the world. How did that happen is still beyond him.
"Here, hold this for me. I need to get some coffee beans." And then Luce shoved yet another bag filled with God knows what in his hands and left before he managed to say anything.
Reborn sighed. "This woman…" Though a hint of a fond smile showed briefly on his features.
He took a seat next to the fountain, that was in the center of the market, and observed his surroundings. And after a while of looking around aimlessly, the sight of an old couple holding hands caught his attention.
He didn't want to admit it, but he found the act to be…
"Adorable, right?"
Reborn kept quiet and didn't answer the smiling Luce that was currently sitting next to him. "It's sights like these that makes me want to keep the world at peace, you know?"
"I see that you're being absurd as usual," Reborn noted dully. Although he had worked with the Shaman for a long while, he didn't agree with the way she viewed the world by.
"And I see that you're being as bitter as the coffee you drink," she replied amusedly, showing him the coffee beans she wanted to get earlier. "Is this kind okay with you? I couldn't find your favorite one."
Reborn nodded and stood up, signaling her to follow him. "You finished shopping, didn't you?"
"Yeah," she said, following his lead while sighing with defeat. "Though I wanted to buy the spice Lal liked so much, but they told me that it would arrive tomorrow."
Leave it to Luce to worry about something like that. quot;You worry too much." Taking a quick glance towards her when she didn't answer, Reborn was surprised to find his boss looking overly troubled.
"Sometimes, I feel that my time in this world is counted, Reborn," Luce said, bangs covering her eyes and voice barely above whisper. "And maybe it's just me, but I want to leave you all with a good memory, no matter how small it was."
The sound of bags shifting was heard, and Luce felt a warm hand grabbing hers and holding it tightly.
"You worry too much," Reborn repeated again, only this time there was a assuring smile that he never showed before on his face.
No matter how much he wanted to avoid that fact, Luce's predictions never failed. Whatever she was feeling, it was right.
He could get angry about it.
He could feel hopeless about it.
He could get devastated about it.
He could worry sick about it.
.
.
"And now, it's us that look adorable, right?" Luce smiled warmly after getting over the shock that Reborn was holding hands with her.
.
.
He could assure her about it.
Reborn smirked. "I believe the right word would be attractive."
"You're full of yourself as usual I see." Luce chuckled softly at the smug statement. Making the hitman smirk even more.
"Reborn."
"Hmm?"
"Thank you."
"Stop being so sentimental, Luce."
Luce smiled even more brightly, understanding the true meaning behind the hitman's words.
You're welcome.
Title: Assurance.
Pairing(s): Reborn x Luce.
Prompt: Holding hands.
Rating: PG.
Timeline: Before canon.
Summary: "Adorable, right?"
XXOOXX
No matter which angle he looked from, this situation wasn't normal.
He wasn't used to this.
He didn't think that one day he would be standing in the busy paths of the market, holding ten or more grocery bags while looking utterly out of the place.
Then again, he didn't think that he would be anyone's errand boy. Especially the errand boy of the cheerfully humming woman that was walking in front of him without a care in the world. How did that happen is still beyond him.
"Here, hold this for me. I need to get some coffee beans." And then Luce shoved yet another bag filled with God knows what in his hands and left before he managed to say anything.
Reborn sighed. "This woman…" Though a hint of a fond smile showed briefly on his features.
He took a seat next to the fountain, that was in the center of the market, and observed his surroundings. And after a while of looking around aimlessly, the sight of an old couple holding hands caught his attention.
He didn't want to admit it, but he found the act to be…
"Adorable, right?"
Reborn kept quiet and didn't answer the smiling Luce that was currently sitting next to him. "It's sights like these that makes me want to keep the world at peace, you know?"
"I see that you're being absurd as usual," Reborn noted dully. Although he had worked with the Shaman for a long while, he didn't agree with the way she viewed the world by.
"And I see that you're being as bitter as the coffee you drink," she replied amusedly, showing him the coffee beans she wanted to get earlier. "Is this kind okay with you? I couldn't find your favorite one."
Reborn nodded and stood up, signaling her to follow him. "You finished shopping, didn't you?"
"Yeah," she said, following his lead while sighing with defeat. "Though I wanted to buy the spice Lal liked so much, but they told me that it would arrive tomorrow."
Leave it to Luce to worry about something like that. quot;You worry too much." Taking a quick glance towards her when she didn't answer, Reborn was surprised to find his boss looking overly troubled.
"Sometimes, I feel that my time in this world is counted, Reborn," Luce said, bangs covering her eyes and voice barely above whisper. "And maybe it's just me, but I want to leave you all with a good memory, no matter how small it was."
The sound of bags shifting was heard, and Luce felt a warm hand grabbing hers and holding it tightly.
"You worry too much," Reborn repeated again, only this time there was a assuring smile that he never showed before on his face.
No matter how much he wanted to avoid that fact, Luce's predictions never failed. Whatever she was feeling, it was right.
He could get angry about it.
He could feel hopeless about it.
He could get devastated about it.
He could worry sick about it.
.
.
"And now, it's us that look adorable, right?" Luce smiled warmly after getting over the shock that Reborn was holding hands with her.
.
.
He could assure her about it.
Reborn smirked. "I believe the right word would be attractive."
"You're full of yourself as usual I see." Luce chuckled softly at the smug statement. Making the hitman smirk even more.
"Reborn."
"Hmm?"
"Thank you."
"Stop being so sentimental, Luce."
Luce smiled even more brightly, understanding the true meaning behind the hitman's words.
You're welcome.