Prompt Fill: Hold the door for your date
Dec. 4th, 2018 01:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ladykfThe original prompt was "DATING TIP: Hold the door for your date. Rip the door off its hinges. Use the door as a weapon to fight off other men. Establish dominance." but I completely misread it as beating people with the ripped-off door to establish dominance. (Well, maybe that wasn't completely wrong? It's vague...) [Original post here]
Angeal could only watch people come onto the gorgeous redhead with him so long per night, and somehow Junon was even worse than Costa del Sol had been. Maybe they were military - which didn’t bode well for the rest of their trip to Midgar - or maybe they were just entitled punks who thought they had some automatic right to paw at the little spitfire. Whatever they were thinking, it needed dealt with, and he was done.
The door came off the hinges with a shriek and the Banoran let the momentum carry it off to bowl the presumptuous dick over. “If I see you try that one more time I swear to the gods more than the door will be unhinged, got it? Now get your sorry ass up and out of our faces.”
The soft, almost musical laughter made him blush a little, glancing back over his shoulder as his companion flagged the barkeep. “You know, darling, I could have handled that.”
Angeal huffed, moving back to sit beside him and bumping shoulders lightly. “You shouldn’t have had to. There is no honor in-”
“Yes dear.” Genesis chuckled, kissing his cheek and smoothing back a stray bang. “I know. Luckily, my hero is ever on guard, hmm?”
Angeal could only watch people come onto the gorgeous redhead with him so long per night, and somehow Junon was even worse than Costa del Sol had been. Maybe they were military - which didn’t bode well for the rest of their trip to Midgar - or maybe they were just entitled punks who thought they had some automatic right to paw at the little spitfire. Whatever they were thinking, it needed dealt with, and he was done.
The door came off the hinges with a shriek and the Banoran let the momentum carry it off to bowl the presumptuous dick over. “If I see you try that one more time I swear to the gods more than the door will be unhinged, got it? Now get your sorry ass up and out of our faces.”
The soft, almost musical laughter made him blush a little, glancing back over his shoulder as his companion flagged the barkeep. “You know, darling, I could have handled that.”
Angeal huffed, moving back to sit beside him and bumping shoulders lightly. “You shouldn’t have had to. There is no honor in-”
“Yes dear.” Genesis chuckled, kissing his cheek and smoothing back a stray bang. “I know. Luckily, my hero is ever on guard, hmm?”
