Duncan X Rusty Number 11
Recommended by: metalcharis5
The quarry was hot under the cloudless sky, and noise was everywhere. Engines and trucks rolled to and fro, and nothing was still. Machinery rumbled and banged loudly. Duncan was bustling about with trucks full of slate, dropping them off and picking them up. On and off the incline, full and empty. It was a bit monotonous but Duncan didn't really notice. Though he was getting through his work just fine, his mind was on other things. Particularly Rusty. Though he hadn't thought much of the little works diesel when they'd first met, lately Duncan simply couldn't seem to take his mind off of him. It made no sense to Duncan as to why his mind always tended to wander to the orange engine though. Sure, Rusty was kind, and sweet, and caring, but that was all wasn't it? Duncan bit his lip thinking. He'd always found it sort of odd how his mood tended to perk up whenever he was around Rusty, and his boiler often bubbled just at the thought of Rusty. Duncan wasn't used to feeling this way, and tried to keep his mind off of it, but it just continued to drift back to where it always did. Oh, why was it so hard to keep his mind off of him? He was only a-
"Hello, Duncan,"
The familiar voice caused Duncan to flinch and snap out of his daydreaming. Rusty sat there, waiting patiently.
"Oh, erm, hi, Rusty," Duncan replied, muttering more than speaking.
"Thinking about something?" Rusty asked. Duncan fought off blushing. He bit his lip.
"You could say that." Duncan replied. "What are you waiting for here anyways?"
"Your trucks, remember? That's the whole reason you brought them here." Rusty said, laughing a bit. Duncan felt a bit silly, remembering why'd he'd taken the trucks in the first place.
"Oh, right," Duncan mumbled. He hastily went around and left the trucks behind Rusty. "I swear Rusty, I'd forget m' own wheels if they weren't attached to me."
"I'm pretty sure that you'd notice if you did." Rusty joked. Duncan smiled as the points switched. He looked up to see Rusty grinning and giggling a bit at him. Duncan was confused.
"What?" Duncan asked.
"You know," Said Rusty, grinning a bit as he rolled away. "you're pretty cute when you smile, you should do it more often."
Duncan blushed bright red at once. Flustered, he had no response. Rusty just had to giggle. Duncan laughed nervously, not looking up from the ground.
"Your laugh's even better." Rusty said, slipping off to make his next delivery. Duncan went even redder, but just couldn't help but smile. Being complimented didn't usually illicit such a reaction from him, but getting two from Rusty, well, it just made his boiler fizz a bit. Duncan smiled a lot more for the rest of the day.