A/N: I am not a RaVe fan. However, I was challenged to write a fic for them. End product is this.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Hell, I don't even own the title
Resting on the couch in the break room, Ryan Wolfe heard footsteps entering. He didn't need to look to know who it was, he knew those footsteps anywhere.
Suddenly, there was a crash of broken glass closely followed by, "SONUVA BITCH!!"
Ryan leaped off the couch to see Maxine Valera cradling her hand to her chest, hissing.
"What happened?" Ryan asked.
"I cut myself…" she hissed. "It hurts!"
He crossed the room to stand next to her at the counter. "Lemme see."
Slowly showing Ryan her hand, Valera bit her lip. A shard of glass stood out stubbornly on her left index finger.
"I'm gonna take it out, okay?"
Valera snatched her hand away from him. "Do you have any idea how much that's gonna hurt?!"
"Do you know what if feels like to have a nail in your eye?"
She huffed. "That was ages ago. Besides, this" she waved her finger in front of his face, "hurts right now. Can we focus please?"
Trying to catch her off guard, Ryan reached for her hand quickly, but he wasn't fast enough. She moved her hand which made Ryan hit her finger with his knuckle. He ended up pushing the glass in her finger even further.
"What the hell Wolfe?!" Valera yelled. "You just made it worse!!"
"I'm sorry." Ryan apologized. "If you'd just let me-"
"No." Valera cradled her hand back to her chest.
Ryan raised his hands in surrender and started cleaning up the glass she dropped. When he was finished, he turned around to find her sitting on the couch with her eyes crossed from looking at her finger, which was right in front of her face. Walking quietly to her, he grabbed her wrist with one hand and with the other he plucked out the shard of glass.
Holding the irritant triumphantly in his hand, he smiled at her. Valera was too busy sucking on her wounded finger to comment. Ryan threw the glass away and kneeled in front of her.
"Let me see."
"You know, I don't think I want you to touch me ever again." Valera said quickly.
Looking around for anyone eavesdropping Ryan whispered, "I recall you singing a different tune earlier this morning." He wagged his eyebrows at her and left the room, leaving her gaping after him.