Chapter: 003/100
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Pairings: Nux/Slit
Characters: Nux, Slit, OC: Miss Patty Gervaille
Warnings: AU - Modern AU,
Chapter Summary: 003. "No, no, it's my treat."; Luckily for Slit, Nux had always been a stand-up guy. A stand-up guy who had a thing for watching him gorge himself on sweets, apparently.
AN: So… I'm trying to get over my shyness in this fandom. xD If nobody reads my work, that's fine. If someone does and likes it? Wonderful! If someone does and hates it, that's fine, too. I can't let a feeling of failure dominate me and everything I love, so I'm just going to get it all out if I can. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. 8D
Chapter Three: Prices To Pay
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"No." There was no room for argument in his tone, as the larger man slowed to a stop, boots practically dug into the concrete before Paradisiac Patisserie. The small cafe rose from the ground in a beautiful shade of bubblegum pink, with white and gray striped awnings lined in intricate lace. Women of all shapes and sizes seemed to flock to the place, and all of its feminine glory seemed to make the ever-brave Simon "Slit" Rogers back down. It certainly didn't look like the kind of place a Half-Life War Boy should be going to, and the simple fact that he'd been discovered only made him more stubborn. Shaking his bald head, the bulkier man crossed his arms over his chest, "I am not going in there." Of course, the oblivious bean pole beside him just offered a bewildered grin and tugged on a thickly muscled arm.
"Oh, come on, Slit." He started, those enormous, impossibly blue eyes set to stun, "I've seen the boxes in the trash, I know you come here a lot. I wanted to know what was so damn good. Let's just go in and-"
"And what, Numb Nuts?" Groused the elder man, who rolled his eyes and focused them on anything other than that pleading face, "Have a date like some 'normal' couple?" Resentment was clear in his voice, but it didn't seem that Nux would be deterred.
"Well… Yeah. Why not?" Oh, there were some times that the mechanic really just needed a fist buried in his face. Somehow, those eyes finally managed to placate him enough to get his balled fists back to open palms, and he finally heaved a great sigh.
"You're such an idiot." It was clear enough that even the younger man could tell that his lover bemoaned his existence at the moment, but he took his gloved hand regardless and lead them inside the cafe.
"It's not like you get the girliest thing on the menu or anything, right?" He tried to tease, but after a few moments of silence, he turned to look at his usually pale lover, whose face was alight with a deep blush and he looked to be considering running. "...You do, don't you, Slit?"
"Nux, I swear to V8 I'm about to fucking kill you." He growled, though all tension seemed to leech from him when a large woman behind the counter sent him a bone-chilling glare.
"Language!" She hissed, gesturing to several of the other ladies that seemed quite disturbed by his outburst, "You should know better, Simon, honestly."
Having to cover his snicker with a hand to avoid getting punched, Nux tried his hardest not to snort when the woman patronizingly asked if he wanted to 'change it up' or if he wanted the usual. Fuming, Slit responded with a curt, concise chopping of a sentence down to its bare bones.
"The usual."
"And what about your gentleman friend?" Waggling her eyebrows, it was her turn to stifle a laugh as the grumpy tomato before her fished about in his pockets for his wallet.
"I don't know. What do you wanna eat, Nuts?" Turning blazing eyes on the other seemed to have the younger man behaving a bit more, sidling up beside his lover and taking in the menu.
"Uh… What's a bee-rock?" Head tilting, Nux watched the woman give an outright, pleased laugh before shaking her head.
"Beer-rock, Kid. It's a pastry pocket with meat and vegetables inside." She offered, pulling one out to show him.
"We'll take twelve!" Well, nobody could say he didn't have an appetite, at least, "And whatever Slit gets, give him a bunch, too." That stilled his friend in his tracks and he shot desperate eyes at the woman who used to watch him when he was younger and less rambunctious, trying to tell her not to listen, but there she went, packing an entire raspberry rose cheesecake into a box. Facepalming in the background, he rolled his eyes and gave a soft grunt.
"Nux, I can't afford a whole damn cheesecake. These fuckers are expensive." He grumbled into the other's ear, only to earn a full-fledged, innocent smile nearly in his face.
"No, no, I got this. It's my treat." Winking playfully, he tossed a few bills larger than what Slit had in his bank account onto the counter, and the order was processed fairly quickly. Walking out of the little bakery was almost as embarrassing as going in, especially with Nux going on and on about how they were going to have to make these last, but he still wanted to eat all of the 'meat thingies'. This was going to be a long day.
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AN: Wow… This is a little bizarre. o.o All three of them end right before making the third page on google docs. O.o This is interesting.