You're the only person on my floor who has a vacuum and I spill things A Lot sorry can I borrow it again AU

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Law doesn't really mind so much that Kid keeps asking for his vacuum to the point where he must use it twice as much as Law does. Kid is always polite when he asks to borrow it, and it's cute that he gets a little sheepish like "Yeah..sorry…again…" and says thank you, because Kid's 6'5" with big muscles and a scary face and he's coming by to grovel for his vacuum cleaner.

But one day Law is in the worst mood, and when Kid knocks on the door for the third time that week at 9am on a goddamn Saturday before Law has even had any coffee, he rips into Kid and spends at least five minutes reprimanding him for being inconsiderate and selfish while Kid stands there speechless.

First Kid gets mad that he's being chewed out over a vacuum cleaner, of all fucking things, and that Law has never even hinted that it bothered him before so why the fuck is he getting so mad now. Up until then, Law had seemed like someone who really didn't give a shit, so Kid hadn't felt bad for borrowing it so much. He was always nice about it and gave it back right away, what's the fucking problem? And Law could ask to borrow something of his anytime! Kid would be happy to loan him his uh… um. Ok, Law's apartment is way nicer than his, he probably has a good job and doesn't need to borrow Kid's crappy stuff.

And Kid realizes that shit, Law's got a point. What it really comes down to is that he's asked Law for this favor a million times even though he barely knows the guy, and he's never offered to do anything in return.

Law finally runs out of things to say and is standing in the doorway glaring at Kid, a little out of breath, just waiting for Kid to argue with him so he can REALLY give him a piece of his mind.

But then Kid says, "You're right, I'm an asshole. Sorry. Can I do something to pay you back?"

Law is taken aback that Kid actually apologized. If circumstances were any better he would've just dropped it, but he does not forgive so easily when he's woken up after a week of graveyard shifts. The vacuum cleaner was only a good excuse to yell at somebody, and he's feeling vindictive.

So he's like, "Alright. Yes. You can use the vacuum today… if you come back tomorrow to clean my whole apartment."

And Kid is like, "Wha- seriously?"

"That's the deal, take it or leave it."

"Fuck, ok fine, I'll clean your apartment." Shit, Kid hardly even cleans his own apartment except when there's rice spilled literally all over the damn carpet. But he does owe the guy, he can't deny that. On one hand, Law's place always seems pretty clean from what he's seen of it, so maybe he won't have to do much. But on the other hand maybe that just means Law is some kind of neat freak and tomorrow he's going to be scrubbing grout with a toothbrush.

So Kid takes the vacuum, and then the next day he brings it back and stays to clean, as promised.

Law is in a much better mood by then, mostly because he made sure to tell Kid to come over in the afternoon, and he'd had plenty of time to rise from the dead before being forced to talk like a normal human being.

He's even tempted to take back what he said, but Kid looks too cute all ready to clean with his hair tied back and everything, so Law just asks him to start in the kitchen.

Law hangs out on the couch with his laptop while Kid wipes the counters and washes the floor, then vacuums the rugs in Law's living room, then does the bedroom, and finally ends with the bathroom. It's easy enough for Kid, Law doesn't complain that he's not doing it right and everything is already pretty clean. There aren't even any dishes in the sink, or dirty laundry on the floor (though to be honest Kid wouldn't mind that, he's always wondered what Law was wearing under those tight jeans, the man had an ass he'd get on his knees for any day).

When Kid's finished with all the rooms, Law is feeling practically chipper. It's not every day he gets to watch a big strong man carefully dust his knickknacks. He offers Kid a beer as thanks for the hard work, and while they're sitting together in the lemon-scented kitchen, Law teases him that he could make a lot of money as a housemaid. If he wants to come back again next Sunday, Law will even provide the uniform.

Kid rolls his eyes. "Yeah yeah, fuck off. This is just one time for letting me use your vacuum."

Law sighs, "Figures. I finally find a man who knows not to mix bleach and ammonia, and he only wants me for my cleaning supplies."

Kid almost chokes on his beer. He didn't think Law was into guys, since he didn't respond to any of Kid's suggestive remarks the first time they met, so he had just assumed he was barking up the wrong tree and that was the end of that. This new knowledge makes him see this day in a whole new light. Shit, he could've been laying the charm on this whole time! Wait, didn't Law say something about a maid outfit? Holy shit, and he told him to fuck off. Why on earth did he say that! What the fuck is wrong with him!

Law is completely aware of Kid's internal freak out, given that Kid goes all quiet and his ears turn red enough to match his hair. It's so fucking cute he can't stand it.

"Anyway… I'm getting kind of hungry. Want anything? My treat."

Kid manages to get out an audible 'yes,' so Law orders some take out and gets Kid to walk with him to pick up the food. By the time they make it back to his apartment, Kid has gotten over regretting all the opportunities he missed by not knowing Law was gay, and is making up for it by flirting shamelessly.

Law decides dinner can wait until after he finds out what Kid looks like naked.

For their one month anniversary, he gets Kid that maid uniform. And the rest is history.