Knocked down

Feb 17, 2013 23:02

Author: Veridanya [B]
Beta reader: K
Genre: Fluff
Rating: PG
Lenght: one-shot
Disclaimer: This is just fanfiction.
Summary: It has his free week after a hell of a month, and it was gonna be perfect.

A/N: So, yesterday K asked me for a fluffy story, so here it is. I apologize if it sucks, I haven't written in some time, I'm rusty. Anyway, enjoy!

It had been a sucky day. A sucky day, in a row of sucky days, making another sucky week to complete a sucky month. Yeah, that was it.
They had gotten the most important project in their small company's history, and Jun had ended be being the head manager of... of hell. There was no other word for it. The only good thing is that they had finally finished the project, and that the client had loved it, and now life should better go back to be fucking wonderful starting the next minute. No matter what, he was going to enjoy his free weekend, and nothing was going to stop him from that.

He threw himself in the coach of his flat, not even caring to take out the jacket of his expensive suit. Just, what had happened with the perfectionist guy that would fold all neatly no matter what? ...Well, he had probably died in that project.
It hadn't passed more than 3 minutes before he fell asleep in that same position. Which proved not to be a good idea the next day as he woke up with an incredible back ache and a wrinkled suit.

He took a look at the clock at the same time his stomach protested. True enough, the day before had been too hectic to be able to eat anything, and last night... well, he fell asleep before he could think about eating anything.
He dragged himself to the kitchen, to take something to eat, but as it was to be expected after a month of almost not stepping home, the only edible thin in his whole kitchen was yoghurt that had expired a week ago. Just perfect.

He decided on taking a shower and then dragging himself to the closest conbini to buy something to survive during a few days, and maybe something more elaborate to cook. He was dying for some elaborate cooking after a month of eating bentos and cafeteria food.
After the shower, he took a look at the suit, well, he would have to take it to the laundry shop to have it properly ironed after that. But for now, he didn't want to know another thing about dressing properly, so he just settled for a pair of worn out sweatpants and a plain shirt he found around, together with a pair of sneakers he hadn't wore in quite some time.

He took a quick look at the mirror before going out. Messy hair, messy look, and a pair of awesomely shaped black shadows under his eyes that he was convinced would be permanent after that living hell.

"I wonder if I can go out like this... well, for fucks sake, you're going to buy groceries, Jun."

He shook his head and took his wallet, phone and keys, putting on a cap before leaving his apartment. Well, at least it was sunny for his first day of his “oh so well deserved” free week. Really, nothing was going to screw up that week, he was going to enjoy it no matter what. He was crossing the park in front of his apartment on his way to the shop, when a huge ball of light brown fur appeared from nowhere jumping over him and completely knocking him down.
Just, where had that thing come from?! Jun tried to move the animal, which was now looking down to him with his big eyes.

"Oh, come on…"

The animal didn't bulge. Well, it was proven that his ability with animals was zero, but it was then when he hear a shout of "fluffy!" and the animal moved away from him running towards the other person, who was running in his direction now.

"Oh my God! I'm incredily sorry, he never does this things, wait let me help you." And before Jun could react, he was pulled back onto his feet again, face to face to a sweaty... incredibly handsome smiling guy.

"Really, I'm sorry, he started running, and didn't expect him to do that and... are you okay? Crap, did he throw you down that bad? What should I do now?"

Jun got out of his daze in time to stop the panicked guy.

"No, no, I'm fine, really, it's just my luck with animals."

"I'm so glad, and so incredibly sorry!"

The other kept apologizing, and somehow, Jun stared to feel the need to laugh in front of the other's try to apologize, making wide gests with his hands and talking in such an unbelievable speed, but he managed to stop it and smile instead.

"It's fine, really. I'm okay, no big damage."

Well, if he had to be honest, if he wouldn’t have been that determinate to not let anything ruin his free time, he would be shouting to the other person, but it was his free day, and nothing was going to ruin it. And well, the fact of the other person being that handsome, was of some help too.

"Really? Oh, shit, the rest! Wait, hold Fluffy's leash a moment, okay."

Jun wondered what was going on, he was left there, holding the leash of that huge mass of fur that happened to be called "Fluffy", when to begin with... Fluffy wasn't a name for a small cute thing instead of a huge furry thing? He stared to the dog until the stranger came back running and holding the ropes of another 5 dogs. Just how many dogs did that guy have?!

"Thank you!! Ah, and they are not mine, this is just my job, I walk dogs."

This time, Jun was able to see the best smile he had probably seen in his whole live. It was as if his every cell stopped at that moment when the other guy smiled.

"...bad, you sure you didn't hurt anything?"

Jun came back to reality suddenly with the other's voice, not sure about how stupid he must have looked spacing out while staring at his smile.

"No, sure, sorry, it must be the lack of sleep, work's been hard lately."

"Sure sure?"

"Sure." Jun replied.

"But sure sure sure?"

Jun laughed like he hadn't in a month, and looking at the guy, his mouth started talking before he could stop it.

"Yeah, sure, sure, sure. But if you are that worried, I let you accompany me for lunch so you can monitory me to make sure."

Just... what the fuck was that, Jun? He surely needed to go out more, he was better at flirting before... Hell, he was a God at flirting and hooking up with guys. What had that job done to him?

"Great, but let me return the dogs first. Uhmmm can you wait for me here?"

"Ah... sure."

Jun started to feel stupid standing in the same position after five minutes. Well, of course he wasn't coming back, what was he thinking? Was he really expecting it? For sure, returning the dogs was just an excuse and---

"Ah, sorry for making you wait! So, where should we go? I don't think either of us are dressed for a fancy place..."

And that's when Jun remembered how he was looking, honestly, the other one was wearing jeans and t-shirt that fit him perfectly and for sure wouldn't have a problem to get into anywhere. But he... he was wearing a worn out sweat pants, with a worn out t-shirt and a pair of old sneakers. Wasn't supposed to be his rule not going out looking that awfully ever?

"Ah, I know, we can go to that fast food place, don't you love fast food? I love chicken, so that place is perfect... by the way, I'm Aiba Masaki."

"...Jun, Matsumoto Jun. And sure, that place sounds perfect."

It was the weirdest first encounter, during one of those few times he had allowed himself to go out without spending time trying to fix his look, something he would never allow himself to repeat. But maybe, if he would have spend a moment more fixing his look and wearing something decent, he wouldn't have been knocked down by Fluffy. Maybe if he had spent a second more making sure he was presentable before going out, his "tadaima" still be unanswered.

"Ah, okaeri, Jun."

"Tadaima, Masaki."

* g: fluff, * r: pg, * p: aiba masaki/matsumoto jun, * l: one-shot

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