(The picture above is what the fics based on! Though Ranboo doesn't have any of the bunny features in this. Just Tommy!)
Tommy POV:
It was Saturday, so of course I had to go work. I really hate working at that club! The owners are more fucked up than anything! They pay me well, especially because i'm a really rare hybrid! And a great dancer. I just feel like such a slut in that work 'outfit.' At least, that's what they like to call it. But I hate it more than the creepy guys. It's just uncomfortable and tight, really. And yet they force me to dance in it for these thirsty guys. I just feel like a whore sometimes. But I have this new co-worker who makes everything a little more bearable. He's a bartender, and he's stood up for me more times than I can count. His names Ranboo, and he always finds a way to make me blush. I never know what to do around him. When he looks at me I feel so frozen! He had to pull me close and kiss me just to convince some guy to fuck off one time. I spent the whole night thinking about it. But he would never like me! We're co-workers. And how would he like me anyway? I'm probably too short for him. I'm only about 5'8, and he's 7'6! I asked him, and that's what he told me at least. I feel small whenever i'm standing next to him, and sometimes I can't deal with how flustered he makes me! I look at the time, too busy stuck in my thoughts. Fuck! I'm gonna be late. I grab my keys and a spare outfit for after my shift. I had to speed a little just to get there on time, but luckily I didn't get pulled over. I was there around 30 minutes early, just so I could talk to Ranboo really. I changed into my outfit, which isn't an outfit it shows off like my whole ass, but it's whatever. I need money pretty desperately, so i'm willing to do anything. I walk over to the bar, fixing my hair a little.I immediately notice Ranboo. It's a little hard to miss him, after all.
"Ran! Hey! How's your shift going?" I ask him, watching him work for a little. He just looks amazing in his bartending suit, but it's not like I would ever tell him that. We're just friends! Though I really wish we were more, sometimes.
"Hey, bun. It's going good!" He looks up and smiles at me, handing me a fruity drink. A strawberry daiquiri! My favorite! I never let anyone else call me that, but when he does I get butterflies. I barely even noticed I was blushing.
"Thanks for the drink, Ran, I appreciate it!" I take a sip, and of course it's perfect! He always knows how to make my favorite drinks, especially cause I don't really like the taste of alcohol. I really thought about quitting a few times, but seeing Ranboo's smile keeps me here every day. Whenever I have a day off i'll still come in just to see him, though. He gives me the drinks for free, even though the owners hate it. They don't ever pay attention unless there's a large amount of money involved. They have someone do their job for them! I really hate them, same as every other worker here, but we all love our jobs a lot. I've always loved dancing, and this is the only job I can.
My shift had finally started, so I finished off my drink and headed towards the stage. There was definitely a lot of people here tonight, and most people tipped me. At least i'd make a decent amount of money tonight. I could probably buy myself something nice. Or a little gift for Ranboo!
Ranboo POV:
(Only about an hour earlier)
I work earlier shifts than Tommy, and longer shifts, usually 10:30 to 2:30, our closing time. It's not really a long shift, only 4 hours but with how many people I serve it seems like forever. I've asked to adjust my hours a few times so I could see Tommy at the same times he started working, maybe I could drive him a day or two but the bosses always said no. I really didn't like the owners. But to be fair, no other worker really did. We all get payed pretty well though, and have friends at the club, so it was a pretty decent job if the bosses never interrupted. They rarely did, which is why I gave Tommy free drinks all the time. He's definitely my favorite dancer here. I really don't like the outfits they're forced to wear, but Tommy always looks really hot in his! You can't blame me, though! It just outlines his figure perfectly. When he's up on that stage it makes it hard to actually do my job! But to be fair, it distracts nearly everyone in the club. People have tripped and fell right in front of me because they were too busy watching Tommy. Whenever i'm not behind the bar, and standing next to him, he always looks so cute under me! I'm around two feet taller than him, so I tower over him. He blushes when he talks to me a lot, and I find that cuter than anything. I had to literally kiss him one time for some creep to back off, but I didn't mind! They always say not to fall for your co-workers, but Tommy makes it so god damn hard not to like him. I really would want to ask him out one of these days, but I really wouldn't want to make him uncomfortable or ruin our friendship at all! I know I talk about him a lot, some of my friends say too much, but how could I not? He's perfect in my eyes! His little bunny ears are red, and they suit him! Don't even get me started on the tail! The little heart at the end suits him, too. I could definitely ramble on about him for hours, probably just about his cute features, but my favorite part about him is his amazing personality! It sounds cliché, but he's really bubbly and energetic and I absolutely adore it!A/N
This is just the first chapter! 1050 words! I know it might suck a little, but its kind of the best I can do.
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[DISCONTINUED] The only one I see • Tomboo/Allium duo
FanfictionRanboo and Tommy work in the same club. The owners? A little messed up. Tommy is one out of three million five hundred. Literally. He's a bunny-hybrid with a devil tail and horns. He's clearly the favorite dancer there. By everyone. -- I don't real...