He's Late
Reno/Rude
Summary: Rude's late coming home from a long mission. Reno's a little ancy cuz of it.
Enjoy~
Reno sighed, smoke flowing out of his mouth. "Where the hell is he, yo?" He asked himself. "He said early today... and it's..." he looked at the watch on his wrist, "Already three."
Reno's boyfriend, best friend, and Turk partner Rude, is late coming home from a mission.
"And he's NEVER late!" Reno finished his thought aloud, "I still don't get why I couldn't go." He took a long drag from his cigarette. "Fucking Rufus. Splitting us up like this."
The door opened silently, unknown to Reno.
"I mean honestly! He didn't split up Tseng and Elena on THEIR last one! It's cuz Tseng is his bitch, isn't it?" His question remained unanswered. "His little LAP DOG gets whatever he wants! And-"
"Hey, Red." Rude said as he passed him, going toward the bathroom.
"Hey, babe." Reno waved over his shoulder, before going back to his rant, continuing where he left off. "And Elena is the only woman so of course she-" He froze. "..." He jumped up, and dropped his cigarette in the ash tray beside the couch. "RUDE!" He bolted down the hall toward the bathroom.
Rude had just turned on the water for a hot shower and had his blazer and tie off and in the hamper when Reno burst into the bathrooom. He was about to ask what was wrong with him, but his mouth was otherwise occupied by Reno's tongue.
... Wait, when did THAT get there?
Reno pulled away, his arms still tightly around Rude's shoulders, "You're home, yo!"
Rude chuckled, his arms slipping around his redhead's waist. "Yeah, I'm home, Red. Miss me?"
"Hell yeah I did!" Reno kissed him again, and Rude pulled him tighter against him.
In the back of his mind, the redhead finally heard the sound of water running and felt his skin heating up with the fog. He slowly pulled away from his lover and rested his forehead on his, giving him a sultry stare, and whispered to him, "Mind if I join you?"
Rude couldn't help but smirk, "Eh, what the hell?"