Only meant for you - An OhmFluke Fanfiction (english)🔞

Chapter 5 - Gingergirl and the weapon of ultimate destruction

A day later, Fluke noticed that all the blocked hater comments on his accounts remained blocked, even the insults had disappeared.
No comments that were offensive showed up anymore.
He wondered, and during the break in filming, went over to Ohm, who had just finished filming a swim meet scene and was sitting on a starting block, wrapped in a towel. Fluke handed him a bottle of water, which he downed greedily, breathing heavily.

"And I thought I was fit. Swimming is wearing me out." Ohm loudly complained before he stood up and walked back toward the dressing room. Fluke followed him.
They now had 2 hours until a scene together was due and wanted to eat something together after Ohm had showered.

While they were walking towards the dressing room, Fluke suddenly pulled on one of Ohm's towel tails. He turned to Fluke with a questioning look.
"The comments are gone, and haven't come back yet." Said Fluke in amazement.

"Great, then my magic is working." Laughed Ohm, rubbing his hands together.
Fluke had to chuckle, but then got serious.
"Honestly now, how did you do that?"
Ohm waved Fluke close to his face, then whispered softly in his ear.
"If I tell you, I'm afraid, I'll have to kill you, top secret." Fluke rolled his eyes, giggled like a chicken, and punched Ohm in the upper arm.
"Bad man." He scolded.
Ohm nearly fell over laughing.
"All kidding aside. Do you really want to know? Then you'll have to join me and News for dinner tonight." Fluke looked extremely confused, but he was too curious.
So he shrugged his shoulders and accepted.
"Well, if that's all."

At their lunch afterwards, they discussed the details and Ohm informed his manager that their 'table reservation' needed to be extended by one seat.
"Just one more thing Noo, dress up properly tonight, we're going to a special place for dinner."

Fluke nodded, now extremely excited.

After shooting ended, everyone headed home.
Fluke showered and got ready to go out. He stood in front of his closet for a while and tried to find something properly to wear.
Then he decided on the most expensive outfit in his closet, a brown sack coat with black leather applications from Valentino, underneath a white shirt and black pants from a young Thai fashion label.
At 7:30 sharp, he was picked up.
When Fluke opened the door, Ohm was standing in front of him in a midnight blue suit with an eggshell-colored designer shirt that was half unbuttoned.

This man was a sight for sore eyes, he would have looked like a supermodel in a potato sack.
"You look great Noo." Ohm remarked, making Fluke's ears go red right back at him.
"You too daddy bear. You could go to the Oscars looking like that." Ohm laughed.
"Well not quite, but it'll do for our dinner tonight."
P' News, Ohm's manager, whom Fluke had also seen a couple of times by now, was also neatly dressed up tonight. He wore a deep dark red suit with a black shirt.
This man was also an impressive presence. He was at least 10 years older and about Ohm's height, had pitch black hair and a very distinctive face. He was very handsome in his own way, even if he didn't have the soft model facial features that people in the business liked.
What Fluke had noticed about him from the beginning was that he could be very assertive. Not in a loud, or brash way, but like a father, or big brother, nudging you in the right direction, and not letting you rest until you did what was best for you.
From negotiations on contracts, etc, he almost always came out with a desired, or even better, outcome. He had charm and knew how to use it, if that was of no use, he could be extremely persuasive and pushy.
He would do anything for Ohm, Fluke had once jokingly said News would even take a bullet for Ohm.
To people, who didn't know him, he sometimes seemed almost a little intimidating at first.