A Cyborg 009 ficlet.
Couple: Jet/Joe (002/009)
Genre: Fluff, shonen-ai.
The beach house. Jet's bedroom. There was a black jacket lying on the bed. And close to it, a blond German man was standing.
"Jet…"
"Eh?"
"I told you".
"Told what?".
"I have no trouble with you borrowing my jacket if you need it. But…"
"But what?".
"Don't try to fool me. I found it lying on the living room's couch, so this means you took it without my permission".
Jet didn't try to lie about that, but wouldn't give up so soon. "You weren't here when I needed to ask you if I could use it!".
"You couldn't wait, could you?"
"I was in a hurry, damn!".
"No excuse. That won't exactly make up for the 30 minutes I spent searching for it in the whole house".
Now Jet was trapped. And dead.
"Okay, I'm sorry", he snapped at Albert. "I should've at least left a note. That's enought to you, eh?".
The German stared at his friend, and chuckled.
"…".
"Eh?".
His smile as now bigger. "Not quite".
"And what will be enough for you to forgive me?".
Albert tilted his head. "If you were so much in a hurry, Jet Link… then why don't you tell me WHY?".
Jet's eyes almost poppet out of their sockets. "You WHAT?".
Albert didn't even flinch, and continued. "Well, well… Dr. Gilmore pulled an all-nighter and overslept. Pyunma will just arrive today from Muamba. Francoise went shopping early with Geronimo, taking Ivan with them. Chang and GB were in the restaurant VERY early too. So, that leaves your boyfriend…".
"Joe's not my boyfriend!", the American claimed. But his blushing face didn't fool Albert. He enjoyed how flustered Jet was for some moments, and then shrugged.
"Whatever you say. But if you don't want me meddling around, next time make sure that at least you'll leave me a note telling me, so I'll know my jacket's in good hands, eh?".
"…".
"I suppose Joe won't let you get it too dirty".
"ALBERT!",
But the German man didn't say anything else. He just grabbed the jacket and left the room, leaving a very flustered Jet behind In his way out, he almost bumped into…
"Ouch! Albert, be more careful!"
"Sorry, Joe. I'm in a hurry, since Pyunma's arriving in few minutes. See ya!".
Joe saw Albert putting the jacket on and leaving the beach house quickly. He could swear that the German was almost laughing to himself, in an unnaturally juvenile attitude…
"Whoa, what's up with him…? Hey, Francoise, do you know anything?", and he turned to his French best friend, who was sitting on a nearby couch with baby Ivan sleeping in her arms.
"I think you should ask Jet and not me…", was her reply. Joe could almost swear that the girl was giggling, but preferred not to ask her anything else, and went to his boyfriend's room.
