And here's the Christmas fic. Part 2
Title: Stinks Like Christmas
Pairing: Sho/Jun
Rating: PG
Word Count: 484
Summary: Prompt by r_1_ss_a: Sho and Jun work at the mall. Sho sells pretzels and Jun works at Bath and Body Works. I reversed the profession for reasons. XD This was not posted on the com.
Note: An alternative to fill the prompt, but I'm keeping this near since it's the much depressing version of the same prompt. It gets, what I called, a bit experimental with writing form, I still don't know where I'm going with this except that I finally admit that I had such bleak view over malls. :)
Note 2: Last one for this year, this fic. I had a meme coming up and then see you next year! Merry Christmas!
Sho grumbling (in protest) that somehow they were stuck eating fried bacon with rice (which is a good and practical combination at first, but now he craved for melon pan more than ever) for the rest of the month. Jun reminding Sho that he should've been grateful that they could afford to have delicacy that is bacon and the end of the month was around the corner anyway. Sho humming absently and apparently still looking like he was enjoying the meal all the same. Jun taking the last drags of his cigarette and crushing the butt on the ground before once again reminding Sho to chew his food, preventing Sho to just shoved the remainder of the tupperware's content to his throat due to haste.
"We still have time", Jun saying, "I don't think I can get away at 6 today though, you know, with the superfluous discounts they're offering there's no wonder I've been more jumbo dogs that I could care about for life since 10 minutes after we open."
Sho having finished the meal now reaching for the pet bottle he had on his back pocket and polishing the meal by emptying it in one go. Jun again glancing in certain level of disgust and pity, for Sho efficiency was always key regardless the usual mess he left in attempt. For example his typical dumbfounded expression he has whenever he finished eating with gusto, tiny rice grain left on the corner of his mouth, and the bullets of sweat on the back of his neck.
Both of them lighting another cigarette, dragging smoke in silence. Sho telling Jun about his plan to hit the library tonight, while Jun helping out in the bar for extra money and with that their Christmas Eve schedule was settled. As far as their planning to take two weeks trip to Okinawa has certainly cost their spare time and energy, complaints coming as they did. As far as their chipping in for another Aiba's birthday present, to which Sho protesting over the original idea and suggesting to just present him with a complete bath care package, to which Jun responded that the act would be as rude and meaningless as if they gave him packaged of dozen jumbo pretzel dog. "He bought us that new fancy blender at least we should splurge a bit for him this time," Jun emphasizing his point.
Ten minute passed and none of them actually looked forward for going back to the stores. The day seemed like an eternity, even before they knew it, and the headache already looming behind their heads were not going anywhere for awhile. Still, they would deal with the day just fine, and if both of them sighed in exhaustion before heading back in just now was what they would get for sticking up with these miserable jobs, perhaps they would have to have it that way.
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Pairing: Sho/Jun
Rating: PG
Word Count: 484
Summary: Prompt by r_1_ss_a: Sho and Jun work at the mall. Sho sells pretzels and Jun works at Bath and Body Works. I reversed the profession for reasons. XD This was not posted on the com.
Note: An alternative to fill the prompt, but I'm keeping this near since it's the much depressing version of the same prompt. It gets, what I called, a bit experimental with writing form, I still don't know where I'm going with this except that I finally admit that I had such bleak view over malls. :)
Note 2: Last one for this year, this fic. I had a meme coming up and then see you next year! Merry Christmas!
Sho grumbling (in protest) that somehow they were stuck eating fried bacon with rice (which is a good and practical combination at first, but now he craved for melon pan more than ever) for the rest of the month. Jun reminding Sho that he should've been grateful that they could afford to have delicacy that is bacon and the end of the month was around the corner anyway. Sho humming absently and apparently still looking like he was enjoying the meal all the same. Jun taking the last drags of his cigarette and crushing the butt on the ground before once again reminding Sho to chew his food, preventing Sho to just shoved the remainder of the tupperware's content to his throat due to haste.
"We still have time", Jun saying, "I don't think I can get away at 6 today though, you know, with the superfluous discounts they're offering there's no wonder I've been more jumbo dogs that I could care about for life since 10 minutes after we open."
Sho having finished the meal now reaching for the pet bottle he had on his back pocket and polishing the meal by emptying it in one go. Jun again glancing in certain level of disgust and pity, for Sho efficiency was always key regardless the usual mess he left in attempt. For example his typical dumbfounded expression he has whenever he finished eating with gusto, tiny rice grain left on the corner of his mouth, and the bullets of sweat on the back of his neck.
Both of them lighting another cigarette, dragging smoke in silence. Sho telling Jun about his plan to hit the library tonight, while Jun helping out in the bar for extra money and with that their Christmas Eve schedule was settled. As far as their planning to take two weeks trip to Okinawa has certainly cost their spare time and energy, complaints coming as they did. As far as their chipping in for another Aiba's birthday present, to which Sho protesting over the original idea and suggesting to just present him with a complete bath care package, to which Jun responded that the act would be as rude and meaningless as if they gave him packaged of dozen jumbo pretzel dog. "He bought us that new fancy blender at least we should splurge a bit for him this time," Jun emphasizing his point.
Ten minute passed and none of them actually looked forward for going back to the stores. The day seemed like an eternity, even before they knew it, and the headache already looming behind their heads were not going anywhere for awhile. Still, they would deal with the day just fine, and if both of them sighed in exhaustion before heading back in just now was what they would get for sticking up with these miserable jobs, perhaps they would have to have it that way.
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