Pushing All the Right Buttons, ReitaxRuki
Title: Pushing All the Right Buttons
Pairing: ReitaxRuki
Author: desastreparfait
Warnings: Dirty-minded Reita. Attempted humour that phails. XD
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 888
Summary: What happens when a bored cashier meets one hawt guy in the store that he’s working in?
Comments: So I was bored today, and my brother’s cell phone did die out on him last week, and I guess that’s how this fic was spawned. I apologise for the horribly cheesy title. XD Comments are lovely; they make me happy! ♥
Reita sat at the counter, chin braced in one hand, the other’s fingers tapping on the glass countertop to some unknown tune. This has to be the dullest, most mundane and most uninteresting day of my entire life, he thought to himself. Then again, he had probably said that at least 57 times since he had taken up this job: Being a cashier/information counter person at a small electronics store. Sure, sometimes it wasn't so bad. Especially on weekends, when a throng of pretty decent-looking girls in short skirts and skimpy tops happened to come in to shop for a new keitai or to check out the new mp3 player that came in every imaginable colour known to man.
Unfortunately for him, today wasn’t one of those days and it sure as hell wasn’t a weekend either. Reita sighed, shifting his chin to his other palm; his elbow was starting to get sore. He blinked once, twice, his eyelids becoming much heavier than before. A chime at the door was enough to snap him from his sleepy stupor though. Reita immediately straightened up and tried to look as presentable as he could. If he was lucky, it might even be some hot chick. But knowing his luck, it would probably be some wrinkled old man who had come to ask how to work the cell phone which he had purchased a couple of days before.
Reita’s eyes landed on the would-be customer. He had black hair, except for some shockingly bright pink streaked into a portion of his bangs, which partially hid a pair of sultry-looking eyes. Said person also had soft kissable lips, accompanied with smooth milky-white skin. He might not have been a chick, but hey, he was hot.
“Umm, I bought this a few days ago, but I’m not too sure why it doesn’t seem to work.” Damn, Reita thought. He didn’t only have kissable lips, he had the cutest pout Reita had ever seen too, and his voice was every bit as sexy as Reita had imagined it to be, if not sexier. Okay, Suzuki, keep it together….
“Here, let me check it for you.” Reita finally managed after a a couple of seconds (or minutes, for all he knew). He took the device and the warranty card from the other, trying to ignore the tantalising tingle he felt at the moment when their hands happened to brush against each other. He briefly looked through the details of the card. Soooo, his name was Ruki then. What a pretty name for such a pretty creature such as himself.
“I can’t seem to figure out what buttons to push for different functions. It keeps getting all mixed up. Unless I’ve been right all the time and the device really is faulty.” But whatever the case, you sure know how to push my buttons, Reita smirked inwardly, but continued to nod in time with whatever the other was saying.
Reita clicked a few keys, testing out some of the basic functions first before concluding that the gadget was indeed, spoilt. “Yeah, you’re right. It is defective. I’ll get you a new set then. If you could just wait a minute?”
Ruki nodded, leaning on the counter as Reita ran to the room in the back to retrieve a new one, though he was secretly hoping that it would be another faulty one again, just so that the hottie would have to stay that much longer.
When Reita got back however, he was greeted with the most enticing sight. Ruki was bent slightly over the counter, causing his already tight jeans to hug the curve of his ass even more. Reita fought back a moan that was threatening to escape from his lips. He shook his head a couple of times, trying to clear his head of all the sordid thoughts dotted with deliciously dirty details, and instead, think of very unsexy thoughts, like his very fat, sweaty manager dancing the Macarena. Once he thought he was more or less composed enough, he walked back to his spot behind the counter.
“Here you go. Just push this button and hold it down to switch it on or off. You try.” Reita handed the gadget to Ruki, who took it in his smaller hand. He pressed on said button, and held it there, his pink tongue unconsciously peeking out from between the corner of his plush lips as he did so. A smile broke out on to his face when the LCD screen came to life, and Reita just fought to keep himself from doing anything he would regret later on, although he had the biggest urge to caress the other man’s smooth cheeks to see how they would feel under his calloused fingertips.
“Hey, it’s working just fine! Thank you so much...uh…Reita!” Ruki finished after taking a quick look at the gorgeous cashier’s name tag.
Ruki’s voice snapped Reita from his reverie, and he merely mumbled a “Don’t mention it.”
As Ruki left the shop, Reita couldn’t help but stare at that sweet ass that was encased in those sinfully tight black jeans. Yup, he definitely knows how to push my buttons. Reita chuckled to himself; Ruki would probably notice the extra person on his measly list of contacts that went by the name of ‘Reita <3’.
(FIC ARCHIVE)
A/N: As you’ve probably guessed, I meant ‘push my buttons’ in the positive sense of the word, more like ‘to stimulate’ than ‘to irritate’. It’s similar to the term ‘pushing all the right buttons’, I guess.
I apologise for unintentionally locking this entry earlier on and didn't manage to get back to you until like, 12 hours later because unfortunately, I live in a very different timezone from most of you out there and when you commented, I was, sadly, snoozing my arse off.
Pairing: ReitaxRuki
Author: desastreparfait
Warnings: Dirty-minded Reita. Attempted humour that phails. XD
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 888
Summary: What happens when a bored cashier meets one hawt guy in the store that he’s working in?
Comments: So I was bored today, and my brother’s cell phone did die out on him last week, and I guess that’s how this fic was spawned. I apologise for the horribly cheesy title. XD Comments are lovely; they make me happy! ♥
Reita sat at the counter, chin braced in one hand, the other’s fingers tapping on the glass countertop to some unknown tune. This has to be the dullest, most mundane and most uninteresting day of my entire life, he thought to himself. Then again, he had probably said that at least 57 times since he had taken up this job: Being a cashier/information counter person at a small electronics store. Sure, sometimes it wasn't so bad. Especially on weekends, when a throng of pretty decent-looking girls in short skirts and skimpy tops happened to come in to shop for a new keitai or to check out the new mp3 player that came in every imaginable colour known to man.
Unfortunately for him, today wasn’t one of those days and it sure as hell wasn’t a weekend either. Reita sighed, shifting his chin to his other palm; his elbow was starting to get sore. He blinked once, twice, his eyelids becoming much heavier than before. A chime at the door was enough to snap him from his sleepy stupor though. Reita immediately straightened up and tried to look as presentable as he could. If he was lucky, it might even be some hot chick. But knowing his luck, it would probably be some wrinkled old man who had come to ask how to work the cell phone which he had purchased a couple of days before.
Reita’s eyes landed on the would-be customer. He had black hair, except for some shockingly bright pink streaked into a portion of his bangs, which partially hid a pair of sultry-looking eyes. Said person also had soft kissable lips, accompanied with smooth milky-white skin. He might not have been a chick, but hey, he was hot.
“Umm, I bought this a few days ago, but I’m not too sure why it doesn’t seem to work.” Damn, Reita thought. He didn’t only have kissable lips, he had the cutest pout Reita had ever seen too, and his voice was every bit as sexy as Reita had imagined it to be, if not sexier. Okay, Suzuki, keep it together….
“Here, let me check it for you.” Reita finally managed after a a couple of seconds (or minutes, for all he knew). He took the device and the warranty card from the other, trying to ignore the tantalising tingle he felt at the moment when their hands happened to brush against each other. He briefly looked through the details of the card. Soooo, his name was Ruki then. What a pretty name for such a pretty creature such as himself.
“I can’t seem to figure out what buttons to push for different functions. It keeps getting all mixed up. Unless I’ve been right all the time and the device really is faulty.” But whatever the case, you sure know how to push my buttons, Reita smirked inwardly, but continued to nod in time with whatever the other was saying.
Reita clicked a few keys, testing out some of the basic functions first before concluding that the gadget was indeed, spoilt. “Yeah, you’re right. It is defective. I’ll get you a new set then. If you could just wait a minute?”
Ruki nodded, leaning on the counter as Reita ran to the room in the back to retrieve a new one, though he was secretly hoping that it would be another faulty one again, just so that the hottie would have to stay that much longer.
When Reita got back however, he was greeted with the most enticing sight. Ruki was bent slightly over the counter, causing his already tight jeans to hug the curve of his ass even more. Reita fought back a moan that was threatening to escape from his lips. He shook his head a couple of times, trying to clear his head of all the sordid thoughts dotted with deliciously dirty details, and instead, think of very unsexy thoughts, like his very fat, sweaty manager dancing the Macarena. Once he thought he was more or less composed enough, he walked back to his spot behind the counter.
“Here you go. Just push this button and hold it down to switch it on or off. You try.” Reita handed the gadget to Ruki, who took it in his smaller hand. He pressed on said button, and held it there, his pink tongue unconsciously peeking out from between the corner of his plush lips as he did so. A smile broke out on to his face when the LCD screen came to life, and Reita just fought to keep himself from doing anything he would regret later on, although he had the biggest urge to caress the other man’s smooth cheeks to see how they would feel under his calloused fingertips.
“Hey, it’s working just fine! Thank you so much...uh…Reita!” Ruki finished after taking a quick look at the gorgeous cashier’s name tag.
Ruki’s voice snapped Reita from his reverie, and he merely mumbled a “Don’t mention it.”
As Ruki left the shop, Reita couldn’t help but stare at that sweet ass that was encased in those sinfully tight black jeans. Yup, he definitely knows how to push my buttons. Reita chuckled to himself; Ruki would probably notice the extra person on his measly list of contacts that went by the name of ‘Reita <3’.
(FIC ARCHIVE)
A/N: As you’ve probably guessed, I meant ‘push my buttons’ in the positive sense of the word, more like ‘to stimulate’ than ‘to irritate’. It’s similar to the term ‘pushing all the right buttons’, I guess.
I apologise for unintentionally locking this entry earlier on and didn't manage to get back to you until like, 12 hours later because unfortunately, I live in a very different timezone from most of you out there and when you commented, I was, sadly, snoozing my arse off.