Yeah, so my urge to write smut had me write this little piece of crack instead... please don't hurt me?
Author:
glitteringlokeTitle: Kuma-GunGun
Rating: PG for flirtations
Pairing: Gwenter
word count: 383
Summary: Gunter + Bear ears = pwnd Gwendal
Disclaimer: KKM and their characters are not mine, unfortunately, as i'd squish them all day long ^_^
Thanks to
ultimecia029 and
lenainverse ♥
Running down the hall in a near panic, Gunter slipped inside the nearest unlocked door. Locking it behind him, he leaned his back against it and tried to catch his breath. The ‘Red Devil’ was on a mission again, and whatever she was doing was just too ridiculous for him to continue to participate in. Letting out a deep sigh in relief as he heard her boots and voice trail off further down the hallway, he lifted his head and realized where he was. Staring back at him was the most irritated expression and a blush that only a new bride could rival. Surely he understood the expression, as he just barged in unannounced, but the blushing - that he couldn’t explain.
Feeling an intense urge to apologize, Gunter frantically tried to explain the situation. “Gwendal, this Gunter did not intend to interrupt you! I assure you, it was only to escape that woman.” Noticing the piercing blue eyes still glaring at him, he followed simply with “What is it?”
“It’s nothing.” Gwendal’s words were short and sharp, but he immediately went back to work. His face still tainted red, Gunter grew more and more curious. Feeling a bit concerned, he walked over to Gwendal’s desk and pushed his face in front of the other’s while placing his hand on his forehead.
“You seem flushed, Gwendal. Are you feeling unwell?”
Slapping Gunter’s hand away he snapped back, “I’m fine!” only to follow with a barely audible mumble, “Bear…ears….”
Catching Gwendal’s mumble, Gunter smirked. He had forgotten about the bear shaped headpiece that Anissina had placed on his head as part of the experiment. Placing his face close to Gwendal’s again, he narrowed his eyes and hinted at Gwendal’s affection. “Oh~ Do you see something you like, Gwendal? Is there something you’d like to disclose?”
“QUIET! I’M NOT LIKE YOU!”
Gunter stood straight and chuckled to himself. “Hm~ So you say.” Taking the headpiece from his head, he placed it on the other mazoku’s head. “There! That is undoubtedly more appropriate.”
Continuing to amuse himself over Gwendal’s plight, Gunter headed back towards the door and unlocked it, poking his head outside to be sure that the ‘Red Devil’ had vanished. Giving a few words in parting, Gunter headed back to do his own work.