Prompted#1: Nightscape
by Amaniblue
nbsiren prompt: assistant loves his astrologist boss and wants to play with his telescope (not the one he uses to view the stars with) :D
Fandom: Finder Series
Couple: AsamixAkihito
Rated: T
AN: I took some liberties and convert astrologist to be astronomer as well as er….some other things. Due to the nature of the prompt, I couldn't help my tongue in cheek approach. I hope you don't mind. This is entirely AU of course. The usual disclaimers applied. All characters belong to Yamane Ayano. No profit lost or made in any case.
"See this knob here?"
Focus, focus….
"Akihito?"
Oh right, appropriate response needed.
"Y—yes, Asami-sensei?"
"Gently tap it to the right. Um…ah-hm. You're other right."
"Oh, eh he, right."
That was lame. Oh, so lame.
Oh shit. Focus, Akihito. Focus, focus, focus….
He knew he should be focusing. He was top of his class for god sake.
In fact, that was what got him the recommendations to intern at NAOJ for the rock star of the astronomy world, Professor Asami Ryuichi himself.
The man was practically a legend already at the young age of 35! Not only was he a bestseller that made Steven Hawkins look pedestrian, Asami made science fun and accessible to the younger generations of Japan by appearing on popular talk shows and his own T.V. specials.
Well, and the fact the guy could pass for a super model in his designer suits didn't hurt either. But that was beside the point. Little did the populace know, the great Asami Ryuichi is a grand master a-hole of all a-holes.
Again that was beside the point. The fact is, Akihito was blowing his one and only chance to make a good impression to be hired full-time as his assistant. Oh, how he must look like an idiot right now.
"No! Gently Akihito!"
Oh no! The telescope overshot by five degrees! Akihito's hand tighten on the knob, but before he can rectify his mistake, a large hand wrapped around his.
Gulp. Oh shit, oh shit…
"Here, allow me to show you."
What the fuck?…. That deep voice, too close. That cloying breath, too…moist. That…. Wow. His body is so warm.
"Akihito?"
Oh, shit! Open your eyes stupid! And at least pretend to look at that spectacular view of those component stars of Mintaka below the belt…. Wait, no that was Orion's belt. Right, Orion's fucking belt.
"Y—yes, sensei?"
"Are you okay?"
"Hm? Oh, um, never better!"
Oh god! Did my voice just went off-key!? Damn-it, puberty was over 9 years ago! Focus, man!
"…Alright."
Oh fuck! That was certainly humor he felt and heard near his right ear. The guy was laughing at him. Okay, maybe not laughing. Asami never laughs, but always have that perpetual smirk on.
Like the constant 'I'm better than you smirk' or the 'I know I'm sexy' or the 'yeah, god's gift is looking right back at ya' or his favorite (not!) smug smirk.
"You may want to adjust your seat for the tilt difference?"
"Huh? Oh right."
Akihito slipped his hand free from under Asami-sensei's loose grasp and absently fumbled for the lever that was near somewhere below his perch.
Gasp.
Um, that definitely didn't come from him.
It only took a tenth of a second (he is a veritable genius in his own right after all) for Akihito to realize all the variables: current hand placement, feel of wool fabric at his fingertips and something spongy that is most definitely not the lever at close contact.
A wicked mental grin emerged.
He could totally work with that. And pretend to fumble he did.
"Mm…"
Oh, that was definitely a groan he heard.
"Did you say something, Asami-sensei?"
"Hm? Ah, no. Not at all. Continue."
Okaaaay…that was not what Akihito expected Asami to respond with. He should be annoyed or at the least embarrassed. That lout!
His eyes narrowed minutely despite all the while looking through the eyepiece and thus avoiding any give away eye contact with sensei altogether. Akihito doubled his efforts.
Boing.
Er….was that what he think he caused and felt? Oh…..um, that was most definitely a bona fide boner there. Holy fuck! The guy's huge!
Abort, abort!
At least he tried.
Once again, Akihito found his hand encased within Asami's grip firmly in place, near the man's crotch.
"Not so fast, Akihito. I believe this particular lever requires a steadier grip to handle."
Oh, he is so fucked.
"Allow me to show you."
And show him Asami-sensei did.