I didn't say that!

A conversation

Red tapped his phalanges quietly along his desk as he waited for miss lop, the old rabbit farmer from the next town over searched his bookstore for some new book to read and kill time. Rolling his eye light quietly he directed his attention out the window, resting his skull on his hand as he thought to himself, giving the newcomer in the shop a curt greeting as he let himself drift off to his own world.

His mind rushed with a stream of fantasies he hadn't thought he would have! Ideas of him and class, that fucking doctor together. Hugging and kissing, dancing in a bar. Class looking bashful. Proposing, he could just feel as his face grew hot, rubbing his cheek as he tried to snap himself out of it, huffing as he shook his skull. He was an idiot of class were actually going to do any of that with him, the Asshole couldn't even come to his work today like he said he would!

Red quickly woke himself up from his daydreaming enough to help miss lop purchase her book, then Mr Fletcher the avian monster. Smartly dressed as always. He had come in to purchase a book on DIY gardening and had asked red for a tip. The skeleton was at a loss for a moment, before something struck him "uh- worms. Worms are known to be a good sign of fertile soil in your garden- if there's worms the soil is good, keep them... Well-fed maybe? I hear they like avocados" he tried, the avian hesitated at first, before nodding his thanks to red. Staring at him for just a few seconds more before walking out of the shop. Leaving red alone once more.

Red sighed as he looked up to check the time. About an hour until he could close up and go home for the day. Despite it only being two the skeleton already felt so exhausted he was worried he would end up collapsing on his way home at this rate. But he wasn't weak, he didn't care if others thought he was. He would power through.

Today was a remarkably busy day in reds books, he had served another five people in that final hour alone and he was relieved. Putting a fraction of it away for the bills for the building, the new books he would be ordering online tonight, and then finally sorting out what he would take home himself. With no employees, sure he only ever got one day off a week, but he didn't have to underpay himself. Placing the money saved for the bills of the building and the books into a safe and locking it up. He begun to put the last few things in place before closing up shop.

It was then, that he heard the tell-tale chime of the doorbell. With a soft grumble he turned around to let the other know it was closed. But was caught off guard.

Standing there, smirking with flushed cheeks and his arms crossed as he leaned against the doorframe, was Class gaster. Red wanted to growl at him. To verbalise how annoyed, he was that Class just always had to come right when he was closing despite the sign obviously saying he had closed half an hour ago- he wanted to vocalise how if Class couldn't even be on time to something that he couldn't have missed when he worked for eight hours that how the fuck would this prick be able to show up on time for an event like a date?

But. The only thing that he could actually vocalise was his relief in a soft little sigh, and verbalise his annoyance with a growl. Stepping closer to class as he grabbed the other by the collar of their hood "ya can't just show up during hours can ya?" he hissed, staring daggers right into the others relaxed expression. He wanted to make this man show some sort of emotion for once in his life.

"What can I say? Your annoyed expression is kind of cute in me of cute in my opinion" sans shot back with a wink. His smirk morphing into a grin as he leaned back "your cheeks puffing out, face going red? Eyes focused on me and nothin' more"

"Yer bein fuckin' smart today then, great" red growled sarcastically, letting the skeleton go as he walked back to seal up his safe, not giving the other skeleton a moment of his time "if I were anything like my brother you know yer face would be in the floor by now" he addressed the knob as he fiddled with it.