Summer Loving
A/N: Here's to cheesy titles! one is for Trish1573 'cause it has been hot down here. But I like staying inside. I also like procrastinating. And binge watching anime. V_V *haven't finished my AP Lit homework*
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"Mo-to-ki-oniiii-san!" Usagi moans, slumping against the counter and not even flinching as her chin thumps against the hard surface. Record-breaking temperatures struck Juuban today and the blonde made the very stupid mistake of leaving home.
"Yes, Usagi-chan?"
The typically chipper arcade worker struggles with the energy needed for his words, propping himself against the back wall as he faces Usagi. His uncle wanted him to keep the shop open in case someone wanted to beat the heat and play games or enjoy a snack or whatever else it is "the kids nowadays do" (the uncle's words exactly). However, one small thing was left unmentioned when Motoki begrudgingly agreed to working on his day off.
"When will the air conditioning be fixed?"
Motoki taps at his chin, thinking back to what the repairman told him earlier on the phone. "Tomorrow morning at the earliest." His eyes scan over his friend and a frown settles on his face. Usagi has no reason to be here torturing herself in the heat. Especially since she has asked the same question at least ten times in the past half an hour. "Why don't you go home, Usagi-chan?"
Her back straightens and a cry flies from her throat. "N-No! I'll, I'll stay here!" Despite the heat and the misery it brings there is the possibility of at least one redeeming quality. Not that he's going to come in this heat. She peels her bangs from her sweat drenched head and offers a smile as her fingers fluff them out. "See? It's not that bad being here?"
"If you think being out when hell broke loose is fine, Odango, I do suggest your brain gets checked."
"Why don't you just stay out of it, Mamoru-baka!?"
The ebony haired man replies quickly with a retort and the duo promptly begins their famous bicker fests. This time with only an audience of one. Motoki watches helplessly from his spot behind the counter, using the back of his head to wipe away a bead of sweat. Usagi's eyes are bright again and she's not even complaining about her long hair sticking to her back. Mamoru, too. Though his trademark jacket is gone (something he hates giving up even for a day) his smile is edging on megawatt territory. Even in the heat.
But Motoki isn't fooled. The two of them meeting up on a day like this when nobody is out? No-they hoped each other would be here at the crown. But there's only one problem. Mamoru's opening insult. "Wait." Usagi and Mamoru turn to their friend, annoyance evident on their faces. "If Usagi needs her brain checked, don't you need yours too? I mean-you showed up here today as well."
A flush dominates Mamoru's face and his eyes dart to Usagi who looks up at him in awe. "I-I-I, well..." His finger tugs at his shirt collar and he takes a deep breath before nodding. "I may have sort of wanted to see you, Usagi."
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A/N: Just something short. Hope it makes sense, cause my own air conditioning is kinda being stupid RN. ^_^;
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