Waltz of the Azaleas
By: Chocowriter
(I do not own or make money from the characters. Copyright Square Enix. Enjoy!)
"Yo, Rude, you see this email the boss sent?" Reno yawned aggressively, wearily eying his tablet. The work day had just started for the Turks, and, as always, Reno failed to get a good night's sleep. Rude looked up from his own tablet, brushing a stray tuft of red hair out of Reno's eyes.
"Yup. So he shortened the deadline. You have your stuff ready yet?" Rude asked, arching an eyebrow. Reno blushed to the roots of his hair and glared.
"Of course I do, Rude. Do you?"
Rude smirked at him "Yup. I think you'll like it. I'll give you a hint: Lots of lace."
Reno pinched his nose and tilted his face down. "God, Rude, you're gonna make me have a nosebleed and it's only the start of the day. Why does everything you do have to be a turn on?" Reno quipped in a nasally voice, glaring.
Rude's face remained calm, but his shoulders were shaking in silent laughter.
In front of enemies, Reno's great at concealing emotions. Here, he's a terrible actor. Rude observed, trying (with difficulty) to keep his face neutral.
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