Do I Love Him? Sebastian X Claude

1. The New Guy

Dedicated to Cat_in_the_corner
Beep, beep, beep! I was forced awake by my alarm. I sat up and looked beside me. "Still empty." I sighed as I rolled out of bed. I walked in to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. "Good morning, Gizmo." I pet my cat as I waited for my coffee to finish brewing.

"Why are you up so early?" My little brother, Ceil, whined as he walked out of his room. I snapped my head back to peer in to his endless blue eyes. "Because I have a job and the and you don't. Now go put some clothes on, you're babysitter should be here soon." I answered between sips. "I'm 14, I don't need a babysitter!" He groaned. I shot him a look to tell him to shut up and it worked.

Ding dong!, the door bell rang. It must be May-rin. I opened the door and surly enough Mey-rin came tumbling in. "Oh, hello Sebastian. How's my little sour-puss doing?" She asked as she pulled up her jeans that were obviously the wrong size. "Sour as ever." I smiled as I walked in my room to continue getting ready for work. My uniform was quite simple, just jeans and the subway t-shirt. I walked out and kissed Ceil on the forehead as I left.

I hoped in my car and started the long drive to work. Work is only 15 minutes away but traffic makes it an hour. To pass the time I talk to my self or I sing to the radio. Four sing alongs and two arguments with my self later, I finally got to work. I walked in, greeted some customers, and clocked in. Although this is what I do every day, something felt off. I pushed open the double doors to see everyone standing in circle.

"Ok now that every one is here, I have an announcement. We are now excepting interns and you will each be assigned one to look after." Kevin, our boss, boredly stated. "The list is posted in the break room, thank you for your time." He waved us off as he left the building. I made my way to look at the list. "Hmm... Claude fatuous. Here goes nothing, I guess." I sighed as I hesitantly looked for Claude. I spun around on one foot, only to run into someone. He was slightly taller than me so I shot my head up. "I'm sorry, I wasn't wasn't paying attention to where I was going." I said nervously as I stared into his golden eyes. "It's alright. You wouldn't happen to be Sebastian, would you?" He smiled half-heartedly. Please don't tell me this is Claude. "Yes I am." I sighed. He reached his hand out and shook mine. "Nice to meet you, I'm Claude fatuous." He smirked. God damnit, why the he'll did I get the only guy who looks like he could eat me alive!? All the other interns are scrawny, pimple faced, losers; and of course I get the ex Calvin Klein model! I was mentally freaking out until I realized I was still shaking his hand. I quickly released his hand and turned to hide my red face. I could hear him chuckle behind me before I lead him to the training station.

"Now the key to this exercise is to test your patience with all the crazy consumers we get in here." I explained. He nodded as he put on his gloves, telling me that he was ready. I was ready to give him hell. I popped a piece of gum into my mouth and began to chew loudly. "Hello, and welcome to subway. What can I do for you?" He politely asked. "Let me get a 6 inch." I rudely ordered. "What kind of bread?" He slowly asked. "The French bread." I snapped. "Umm... We have Italian bread." He stated as he held a piece in his hand. "Yeah what ever the fuck it's called. Now slap some of that shit on it!" I ordered as I pulled my phone out and pretended to do something. "Are you talking about the ham?" He questioned, very patiently. "Yeah whatever." I rudely answered. I decided to switch things up on him. "¿Puedo obtener un máximo de seis pulgadas italiano con Turquía, pepperoni, pepinillos, lechuga y mayonesa? (Can I get a six- inch Italian Turkey, pepperoni, pickles, lettuce and mayonnaise?" I asked. He paused for a moment then started to put he sandwich together. I snached it from his hand and checked it. It was perfect. "Great, you're ready." I quickly decided.

The rest of the day went the same as it does all the time. So I clocked out and got in my car. As I was driving down the road, I noticed Claude sitting on the bus stop. I'm probably gonna regret this, but I can't stand to see him like that. So I pulled over and rolled down my window. "Do you need a ride?" I shouted at him. He sat up and fixed his glasses. "What?" He asked wather loudly. "Do you need a ride!?" I repeated. He stood up and walked over to my car. "Oh, umm... yeah." He sighed. "Well then get in, stupid." I said as he opened the door and got in.