Dinner! - Chapter 11
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Rude huffed, rolling his eyes after a half an hour listening to Reno's tattling about his new loving adventures and possible tactics to convince Yazoo in hook up with him.
"You say his name at least twice times in a day! Dinner with your family? You are going badly, my friend. Still, it has the brother…Ha-ha, he would poison you with one of his drinks. Put your head together, Reno"
It really did not matter Rude's taunting, neither Loz's dreadful glares at him. Reno craved Yazoo. All his life had been easy; if Reno wanted, Reno would have it. Spoiled for sure, but things worked like this for him and it was just perfect on this way. However, they were playing cat and mice because of their mismatches, never putting them together on the same page. The same place to be exact, which was Reno's opinion; at his bed.
"He-he... not exactly that head I want to put on him. I'm curious, he's freaking hot and he's on me, moron."
"Dude...you are gross, plus, you're never gonna get him."
"Why?"
Reno did not stop the typing of his daily report and shrugged his shoulder not caring for Rude's jokes. All the plans already have been traced on his mind and it was perfect.
"He will beat your ass. Maybe eat your small dick, or stab you with a tentacle. You don't know if he would grow something like Sephiroth did with his black wing."
Rude answered chuckling leaned on his chair while flipped through a magazine. Ironically, it had Sephiroth on the cover and a huge article about the life, death, and madness of the former poster boy from Shinra. Following the theme, it had another article about Avalanche, his prestigious and heroic members and their struggle to keep the planet clean. The slogan was 'If it has Avalanche stamp, it's clean' with all the Avalanche's members in the poster; including the cute kids, sure.
"I know he won't and Yazoo has no tentacles do you know this. It's prejudice say these things about him, man."
Reno shook his head and Rude closed the magazine, took off his sunglasses and stared at his partner.
"Reno I know that thinking is not inherent to your head but did you ask yourself why are you putting such an effort to seduce Yazoo."
"Unlike you my friend, I do sex and I like his company."
Rude pulled back his sunglasses, his deep laugh filling the small office.
"You're so pathetic that I can't stop laughing. You're in love with Sephiroth's clone! I bet you'll have a tentacle up your skinny pale ass."
"I'm horny, not in love. If you'd use this dormant piece of nothing between your legs you would know what it is."
"I'd never think about using my nether parts on a remnant full of alien's cells. But don't forget that both Yazoo and Loz works on Avalanche's house. Read that shit here and try to perceive the way Avalanche is arising and soon they could be the new rulers from this land."
Rude shook the magazine, throwing it above Reno's table.
"Stop calling them remnants, man. They are citizens, tested and certified by Shinra. Why are you reading that shitty magazine?"
"They are not like us, this a scientific fact Reno. But I'll draw to you. What Shinra does for a living?"
Reno cursed and finally turned his chair and looked at Rude.
"What is this now? Where do you want to go Rude?"
"Answer me."
"We sell shit; energy, weapons, war logic, fuel, we practically make all the fucking planet works."
"Hmm, not so stupid thanks god. But, we only can make it happen now with Avalanche voting its purity for the planet. This is the meaning of the Avalanche stamp. They are becoming our competition, not allies. We saw a lot of shit all those years in here, right? But I never saw the president and all the old council bow their heads at someone. They are doing this now with Avalanche. Cid Highwind is building a new model and I've heard rumors about it is some powerful warship. Think about this."
Reno narrowed his eyes at Rude.
"What Yazoo have to do with this?"
"Do you know what he does there?"
"He's a mechanic Rude, not a bomb maker. Leave him out of your conspiracy theories. Shit head."
Rude stood up adjusting his glasses, with a snort at Reno.
"Oh, my bad... I didn't want to offend your boyfriend, but he's working on Avalanche's House which is making some serious shit that could be used to form an army. Ah, but as you are in love you can't see it."
Reno frowned, he was starting to get impatient with Rude. He had plans and wanted to finish over his work to get home earlier.
"What the fuck is this now, Rude? Stop saying Avalanche's house! This is not the fucking Game of Thrones. You should get out and fuck more than staying at home seeing Earth's trash series."
Rude stood up adjusting his glasses and paced forwards the door.
"Don't talk about what you don't know."
"Yeah…as if banging Helena, when Tseng is not doing makes you an expert in loving relationship."
The redhead mumbled his sentence and Rude, already out of the office, stretched his baldhead back over the door.
"Reno shut the fuck up. Don't call work tomorrow because you are dickless."
Why getting through all this work, he would ask himself; because he had never had to conquer someone's attention or affection and absolutely never in sex.
Yazoo punched his pride. Perhaps his previously threatening manners, turning from cold and to barely opened was a fresh breeze on his boredom. Reno had no idea of what would happen but his pride and vanity pushed him towards that unique being. They would argue, even physically but both men would end up making out in some weird, usually messed place, never getting to the finish line. He was getting almost exasperated for finally 'get there'. Kiss those fleshy rosy lips, entangled his hand on that soft silvery hair, fuck his shapely round butt. So, his pride made him come up with an idea. The fact was; they needed a place with at least a comfortable couch. The last attempt he failed, however, he scored points having dinner with his family, a desperate attempt that nagged him. He never introduced a boyfriend to his family.
"Does Rude is right? Am I getting involved? Nah!"
That's why Reno thought he deserved a properly fuck with his breathtaking future lover with all the gallantry. Tonight he would solve this. Surely, it was not the fact that he kept seeing Yazoo's eyes several times on his mind nor jerking off thinking about him. Reno saved his report, closed his computer and took his phone from his pocket. He dialed the number and anxiously awaited the deep voice answered on the other side.
"I'm back, baby. Dinner with me tonight?"
Yazoo chuckled imitating Reno saying 'I'm back.'
"You said that as if I was praying for your call. Did you notice this?"
"Princess...I was missing your love."
"Call me that again and I'll hang off."
Reno smirked, chewing his lip and maybe the way they taunted each other was what made him felt aroused towards Yazoo. All the guys he called, melted over him. He could choose with who he would like to spend the night right now. Surely, this rule would never apply to Yazoo, though.
"Well, I didn't want to make you upset waiting for me. Before we'd spoil this loving invitation with a fight, would you please have dinner with me, only us?
Yazoo gave one of his low smirks.
"Hun...I don't know what time I'll be off. But thanks, Reno."
"Will you meet me at my place?"
"Your place? Do you mean the apartment you use to lure people to your room?"
"Yeah and I also use it to have a proper meal, which is for what I'm inviting you. Plenty good food and dessert."
Reno could tell Yazoo smiled by the sound of his breath. Yeah, he would go.
"Will you cooking?"
Yazoo's voice had a hint of mockery but he was enjoying Reno's call.
"I'm talented. Would you come?"
"Let's see. I need to go."
Reno hanged out smiling, 'let's see' mean yes, and Yazoo definitely would show up. He printed his report and left it on Tseng's desk. The last part of his afternoon, he would spend fixing a perfect dinner for Yazoo's taste. What indeed was a problem as he only cooked lamens and eggs. Another brilliant idea and he went to his phone again.
"Mom?"