The office parking lot had all five trucks pulled in when I got there, an almost nerve wracking sight to see when all of the coworkers I've met so far have been… interesting to say the least. I stepped inside greeting Selphie at the front desk.
"Hey Hayner! Good to see you, Seifer asked to see you when you got in. He should be in his office." She said with a nod towards his office door. Well shit. I was kind of hoping I could avoid seeing him for at least a little bit when I got in, but I guess I should have known better. Seifer was never known for being convenient. I gave out a sigh before walking over and pushing Seifers door open. He looked up as I walked through the door and motioned to take a seat with his head. He was typing away at something on his computer and apparently couldn't be bothered with a greeting. I slumped into the chair folding my arms over my chest and waited.
A good five minutes passed and Seifer didn't even budge. Still typing at his laptop without even a word. Well fine be that way, easiest job ever. Just sit in a chair and watch someone type. Someone with a tongue piercing. Someone with piercing blue eyes and killer abs. Someone who cornered me against a wall yesterday. I guess the whole cornering me against a wall thing wasn't really new. He used to do that back in high school too, just with a lot more force and a lot less sexual tension. Maybe that's all this is. I'm just a recently realized gay virgin in lust. Makes a whole lot more sense than actually liking this douchebag.
"I know I'm hot but could you stop staring? Then again I guess this is better than your usual glare." Seifer said flashing me a smirk as he closed his computer. Staring? I wasn't staring! And what the hell kind of greeting is that?! Asshole.
"I wasn't staring." I said firmly, or so I thought but my voice sounded shakier than I would have liked.
"Shame, cause you probably already know how I couldn't take my eyes off you yesterday." Woah woah woah what? Where is this coming from? Why is he talking like that? Is he… flirting?
"…what?" I'm surprised I managed to say that much.
"Oh come on, I know your oblivious, but you should have realized by now. I couldn't keep my hand off you in high school, why would that change now?" Seifer stood up from his desk and walked around to where I was sitting. Except now I wasn't sitting. I was standing and we were against his wall. What? I don't remember getting up. His arms were on either side of me but my eyes were locked on his mouth where his tongue would dart out and lick his lips. The shiny metal ball rolling over the pink flesh of his lips before being pulled back inside. Goose bumps erupted on my skin as he leaned in closer, his lips practically touching mine and my nose was utterly assaulted by the fresh scent of mint. I could feel my heart beat growing rapid in my chest and my eyes grow unfocused when he finally touched his lips to mine. Our mouths moving together and the mood instantly heating, his tongue was in my mouth and my hands were touching taught hard abs. Was he shirtless? When did he become shirtless? No he wasn't shirtless, he's wearing that ridiculous crop top. I pulled him towards me needing more of the taste and feeling of his mouth on mine but what came instead was even better.
Our hips were pushed together and I felt a moan bubble up from my throat. He was hard, unbelievably hard and so was I. The pressure and friction he caused when his hips pushed into mine was more thrilling and arousing than I ever wanted to admit. This is too much, I can't even comprehend what's going on anymore. Everything feels hazy and unreal. His mouth leaves mine and instead latches onto my neck. The metal ball on his tongue rolling across my neck as he sucks on it lightly and then his hand, he has me in his hand but he doesn't at the same time. He's sucking on my neck and everything feels wonderful and amazing and I'm incredibly turned on but there's this sound, this beeping sound and now everything's foggy. Then it hits me, it's my alarm, I'm sleeping. This isn't real and it's fading fast because I'm waking up, and that realization was actually pretty saddening. I'm legitimately sad that this fantasy is ending and that confuses me even more.
I officially came to, my alarm blaring obnoxiously. I feel exhausted and ridiculously turned on. Did I seriously just have that dream? A dream about Seifer? I guess I'm going to have to see him today. I'm not really sure how I feel about that. I sighed in defeat, realizing there wasn't much point in worrying about it right now when all I really wanted to do was get rid of my problem. Did Seifer cause this? Am I really lusting over an asshole like him? I placed my hand over my needy erection and gave it a stroke. That fact that even now while I'm doing this all I can think about is his stupid mouth proves that yeah, he is the source. It didn't take long for me to finish. I was already well beyond worked up and it had been awhile since I've done anything. Roxas usually like to joke about how I just 'need to get laid' and right now I might actually agree with him. Like hell I'd ever tell him that though.
I stepped out into the kitchen and poured myself a bowl of cereal. Roxas walked out of the bathroom, his hair still damp from his shower.
"How'd you sleep?" He asked with a smile, though I could tell there was some tension there.
"… Good, why?" I asked hesitantly side eyeing him, I didn't say anything did I? Could he hear me? I mean, his room is on the opposite side of the apartment than mine so I doubt he heard anything but than what is it?
"Good… um. I think I might have forgot to mention something when we talked yesterday." Roxas said sitting down next to me.
"Uh huh, and what would that be?" Okay good, we're talking about last night, that's a relief.
"I'm not going to be coming home tonight. I'm uh… gonna hang out with Axel after work." Is that what this is about? Maybe he isn't as comfortable with his sexuality as he let on. I almost had to smile at that. It was good to know that even Roxas could be nervous when it came to relationships.
"Dude, why are you acting like that's such a big deal? It's practically no different than when you go out with chicks. You do you." I said with a shrug, glad that this was about him and not me. I was worried for a second. Roxas gave a laugh and a sigh of relief.
"Thanks man." He said with an honest smile before making some cereal of his own.
I ate slowly, trying to waste as much time as I could before having to head out. Roxas finished up quickly, leaving with a wave as he left. He was always like this when he starts new relationships, like a love sick puppy. I guess I can't really balme him, whatever makes him happy is good with me. I was surprised when I heard my phone go off, it was rare that anyone called me these days. Mostly just texts or the occasional call from the parents. I didn't recognize the number but I answered the phone anyway.
"Hey. We got a call, be here in thirty or I'll make you ride in the trunk." And with that Seifer hung up. Sounds like someone's in a good mood today, lucky me. At least we're going on call, meaning I should hopefully be busy enough learning the new odds and ends of the job that I won't have to worry much about Seifer. Or so I hope. With a reluctant groan I got up and got changed before heading out the door.
When I arrived at the office Seifer was already outside lifting and moving boxes and dollies into the back of a Disaster Gone truck. I parked my car and walked up behind him already feeling awkward and trying my best to forget anything that happened yesterday or in a dream.
"Good, you're not late. We're almost ready to leave, just need a few more dehumidifiers and fans and we'll be good to go. Follow me, I'll show you where we keep them." Seifer said as he hopped down from the truck. I was surprised how serious he was being. I guess he was in work mode. It had been awhile since I'd seen him so set on one task. Back in high school the only days where I'd avoid a clash with Seifer were days when the 'Disciplinary Committee' actually had work to do. It always annoyed me how someone who'd break so many rules would be chosen to discipline people who did just that but I guess he did always take it very seriously. That's one of his redeemable qualities, if he really had any at all. If he's got his mind set on something it's going to get done.
I simply nodded my head and followed him through a door to the left of the main building entrance. It led into one of the smaller storage units that made up the building but it almost surprised me to see it actually used as storage.
"Okay, you grab two fans from over there, I'll get this hunk of junk and we'll be good to go." I watched as he lifted the dehumidifier with little to no effort, and while I'm sure I wouldn't have had much trouble with it either, he just made it look easy. Like he was carrying a big pillow. The fans were huge, but I guess they needed to be to try and dry as much area as possible. I hefted one on my shoulder, balancing it awkwardly while keeping the other at my side. There was probably a much better way of doing this but at the moment this would have to do.
With everything packed away we hopped in the truck and set off. I was not looking forward to being stuck in a truck next to Seifer again seeing as the last time I was in this situation things ended rather awkwardly. I could only hope that the ride over to wherever we were going would be a quick one. With the truck moving it wasn't too awkward, I could absently stare out the window and Seifer could focus on driving, but when stopped at a red light things got tense. There wasn't a radio in the moving trucks so the only real sound was the steady rumble of the engine. I could hear Seifer shift in his seat next to me before he cleared his throat. Oh god, he's not going to try the small talk approach again is he?
"So we're probably about another fifteen minutes away from the Stein residence. From what they said over the phone a leak sprung in their kitchen assumedly overnight flooding the house. The house is a three bedroom two bath with an attached garage that they said didn't have much water in it but we'll be the judge of that." He said going back into business mode. Okay good. I could get used to this side of him. On task and ready to get the job done. He continued on about typical procedures like helping move furniture out of the house for drying and such. Apparently this was actually a fairly easy case. One that shouldn't take more than a couple days to clear up, after all our job was mainly just to make sure everything was dry and coordinate with companies to help with repairs to floors and cabinets and such. Seifer mentioned that they used to have a plumber who'd help with that sort of thing but I guess he left to work somewhere else. It seemed like a kind of touchy subject, his speech pattern faltering as if he stopped himself before saying too much. It got me curious but I got the vibe that he'd just ignore it if I asked.
Before I knew it we had arrived. A husband and wife greeted us as we exited the truck taking us inside to assess the damages. They had obvious been working all morning, various items spread out on the lawn already drying and I saw a boy probably around 15 or so sweeping water through the door. I could hear Seifer already delving into business with the Stein family and I took this time to help what I assumed to be the couples son. I grabbed a broom leaning against the wall and started to sweep alongside the boy. Most of the water was already gone, just puddles here and there that needed to be swept away.
"Well, at least you get to skip school for a couple days right?" I joked hoping to get a smile out of the boy. He looked tired and I knew firsthand what it was like to deal with a flood like this. It sucked, and it was a lot of hard work, but it wouldn't last and I hope I could make it even just a little bit more manageable for him.
"Yeah, and mom says this will be a good time to paint my room. How am I supposed to pick up chicks with dinosaur wall paper?" He said with a chuckle, and I snickered as well.
"Hey, dinosaurs are cool. Even chicks like dinosaurs. And anyone that doesn't isn't worth the time." He gave me a genuine smile than before laughing again.
"I'm still totally painting my room though." I was about to reply when Seifer stepped through the door.
"Hey. Glad to see you're already at work." He said giving me a nod before turning to the kid.
"Names Seifer, and this is Hayner, we're here to finish doing all the dirty work. Whats your name?" He asked while gesturing to the still wet floor.
"I'm Spencer." He said simply while leaning his broom against the wall.
"Nice to meet you Spencer, your mom wants you to go with her to look at some carpeting and such for your room. We'll take it from here." Seifer said taking the broom that Spencer had just set down. Spencer gave a nonchalant shrug before walking outside but I could tell he was glad to be off the hook.
"Okay, looks like they got most of the water out like they said, but we should still probably sweep up a bit before we start tearing up the floors. But first let's get the rest of the furniture out of the house." Most of the furniture didn't seem to be all that damaged by the water. The flood was only about ankle deep at its prime meaning most of the couches and tables where high enough off the ground to avoid much damage. There was a butcher block and some wooden cabinets that looked a little worse for the wear but a replacement door and some new resin and they'd probably make it. Nothing was all that heavy or awkward to get out of the door. The hardest thing was probably the butcher block. We had to make sure there wasn't anything too valuable or heavy inside before we tilted it on its side to get the hunk of wood out the door.
"Now's the fun part." Seifer said with a devious smirk as he unsheathed a giant knife from his belt. I was about to ask what the hell it was for until he started hacking away at the carpet. I'm 90 percent sure there are better tools for pulling up carpet than a giant hunting knife, but I figured I should probably keep my mouth shut.
"What about the wood floors in the kitchen or the tile? Those need to be replaced?" I asked while pulling up a piece of carpet.
"The tile should be good, but the wood will have to go. You can already see puckering in places where the fake covering is coming of the plastic. S'not much of a loss, that stuff comes pretty cheap and pretty much any insurance company will cover the cost of it. They'll probably even be able to get nicer floors. These guys were lucky, no major damage." I simply nodded at him and got back to work. It felt good to be working like this, but I had a feeling I'd be sore in the morning. No amount of trips to the gym could ever compare to a day of manual labor.
By the time we were done ripping up the floors and setting up all of the fans and dehumidifiers I was honestly pretty exhausted. The worst part about that though was the fact Seifer looked perfectly fine. Sure he was sweating and maybe a little out of breath but the asshole looked like he could go like this three days straight. I guess in some cases that might actually be necessary depending on the size of the flooded area. I let out a small yawn as I leaned up against the wall for a quick breather. Seifer had gone outside to talk with the Father about the fans and how insurance should cover the cost for electricity. I guess breakers had a tendency to flip with all the power being used up so it was good to have someone check on the house every so often. I pulled out my phone to check the time and was shocked when it was almost 5. I had a few messages from Roxas saying that we'd have to swap stories tomorrow, id almost forgotten that he was going out with that red head tonight. Sometimes I envied Roxas when it came to his ease of getting into relationships. It just didn't seem right to me. I guess I just feel like I need to know someone before I think about getting with them.
'So than why Seifer?' My thoughts betray me once again. I never said I wanted to get with him. I just said he was attractive. 'But then why don't you find other people attractive? What makes him special?' Shut up. Just shut up please. But of course my brain didn't listen, instead it flashed images of tongue rings and hard abs at me. Working today had been a good distraction from these types of thoughts, but now that most of the work was over and I was too tired to fight them they came bubbling up with ease. I shivered at the memory of a certain dream I had last night, how did I even come up with a scenario like that? 'You loved it. You were practically putty in his hands. Don't deny it, you were sad when it was over.' I scowled, shaking my head and shoving my phone back in my pocket. My head, my rules, and right now I say no thinking about Seifer.
"Yo, are you deaf? Get your ass out here and help me move the furniture into the storage unit." Seifer yelled through the door at me officially snapping me out of my thoughts. Had he been calling me? Maybe I was more exhausted than I thought.
"Yeah, yeah I'm coming." 'Yeah? That's what you said this morning too.' Oh for fucks sake this is not happening.