Bump In The Road

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GUYS I JUST GOT MY RESULTS! STRAIGHT A's!! (except B in Chemistry and A* in literature and spanish)

I can die happy now.
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Love.
Means nothing to me,
'cause I don't know what it is.
I'm just dying to be
All that I've been dreaming of.
And words betray me,
Contradict all I stand for;
But I'm still learning.
Yeah I'm still learning.
(Circles ^)

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When I first started working here I hated sweeping. That was until I learned to use the time to think about work. Today it's inventory,  as I sweep dust out of the entrance and onto the street my mind gets lost in daydreams of my new iglasses. They're Bluetooth connected to selected guns and display stats such as ammo, bullet speed and power. Also, like the previous model, they display wind speed and direction and temperature. The gadget has a state of the art targeting system and it hooks up to Pichits computer, meaning they can ID people just by looking at them. It also makes his job easier because he can see everything I can see through them.

So caught in dreams, it takes me a second to realise I've just swept dust onto an expensive looking black polished shoe. My eyes only need to reach the man's chest before I know who it is.

"I am so sorry" fractionally embarrassed, I look up at him and gulp reflexively because I wasn't dreaming yesterday, he's still stupidly hot, standing before me, his straight and broad frame screaming power. All I can think as he stands there, gold rimmed shades on his face, expression set, is that he's so attractive, so intimidating.

"Hey Yuuri!" His previous expression burns to ash as he takes off his glasses and regards me with the brightest and warmest face I've ever seen from a human, eyes still taking me in as if they have more to learn about my boring appearance.

Completely blowing off the broom incident, he walks past me and takes that same seat in front of the stove.

"Do I need to ask?" I say as I get behind the counter, unhooking my apron and fastening it to myself. When I turn to him he's smiling almost shyly.

"I've been dreaming about that Katsudon" he leans on the bar, chin on his knuckles, eyes half lidded and smile wide. I simply watch, perplexed at how a man who screams power can even have a shy smile in his arsenal. He's turning out to be something of an enigma.

Once everything is on the cooker that loud introduction I can never be ready for regardless of my extensive training breaks the calm,

"The big nugget has arrived!"

Victor and I whip our heads to the door and see Minami striding in like he owns the place.

I've called Minami a lot of things; Ronald McDonald, half clean paint brush, Iron Man's child sidekick, chip, Spanish flag, but nugget is a new one. I see the logic though, you dip a nugget in ketchup and out comes Minami Kenjirou.

"The dream team is reunited!" He exclaims once standing next to me, showing me his palm for a high five.

Minami's smile doesn't fade even when he realises he's getting zero high fives from me. He takes hold of my wrist and slaps my hand against his, satisfied as he ties on his apron and whistles a chirpy tune.

"Do I smell Katsudon!?" His pupils blow out of proportion as he prances up to me and slides under the arm holding the handle of the pan, shamelessly absorbing the smells.

"Yes. And it's not for you" I say strictly but with a smile. Even I couldn't be upset at this walking ball of happiness.

Still hunched over, Minami cocks his head up, meeting Victor's bewildered stare. The boy let's out a low whistle, probably appreciating his incredible face before standing straight as a rod, almost knocking me out at how close he is to me, and sticking his hand in Victor's face,

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