30-day OTP challenge: NaguSuzu

#12: Having a lazy day

"What?!"

The deafening scream made the guards jolt. Glancing at each other, they both gulped as different scenarios of what was happening in the meeting room crossed their minds. To make two out of three of their top agents scream like that... even the words "horrible" or "terrifying" would probably not be able to convey the sheer bad-ness of this meeting!

"What do you mean, "what"?" Inside the room, a young woman sighed and raised a hand to pinch her nosebridge. "You've worked hard. I'm simply giving you a day off!"

"A day off? For what?!" Opposite to her, a golden-eyed redhead laughed. "Only wimps need days off! Like you, iceberg!"

"Hah?! I dare you to repeat that, tulip-head!" The person sitting next to him, a grayhead with icy teal eyes, jumped from his seat and whipped out a knife, holding it to the other's neck. The young woman sighed yet again:

"Suzuno, Nagumo, quit it."

"He insulted me!" Both snapped their heads towards said woman and shouted, before the redhead grunted and drew back. Just below his jawline now was a slash, and the edge of the grayhead's knife glinted red. The young woman mumbled something about stupid agents with no sense of friendship, teamwork or understanding.

"Anyway, I'm heading out. Thanks, Hitomiko." The third agent, a red-haired, green-eyed male, seemed unbothered by the bickering of his colleagues. The young woman nodded at him, before standing up as well:

"Gosh, if only I had 3 Hirotos under my charge... You two'd better make up before dinner. I'm done listening to your constant fighting. We're supposed to have dinner at Dad's house tonight, and if I hear any more there, there will be consequences."

The door slammed behind her back as Hitomiko walked out, flipping her hair rather dramatically. Left alone in the room, the two agents stared at the door, unsure of what to do. Finally, Suzuno stood and sheathed his knife:

"Come on."

"What?" Nagumo looked at the grayhead's back, raising an eyebrow. "Don't tell me you're actually gonna--"

"Do you want me to patch you up or not?!" Suzuno snapped, already fiddling with his hair. "Hmph, it would be better if you bleed out and die anyway, but Hitomiko would kill me... so hurry up."

A slight throb on his neck reminded Nagumo of his newly-inflicted wound. Clicking his tongue, the redhead reluctantly stood and followed Suzuno. This whole situation sucked. He thought as they walked down the hallway to the infirmary. Why did we have to have a free day? Why did stupid Suzuno have to hold a freaking knife against my neck? Why did he have to insist on patching me up himself?

Why did I have to spend a whole day with my crush?

That's right, Nagumo thought dejectedly as he trudged after Suzuno, still bleeding from the neck. What would Hiroto think... oh, he has a boyfriend, so it's probably fine by him. But what would Prominence think? What would Hitomiko think? What would Dad think?

And most importantly, what would Suzuno think?

Nagumo chuckled despite himself. He was supposed to be this fearsome leader of the second-best team in this organization, as well as a revered agent and one of Dad's possible options for becoming the commander of Gaia. Yet, here he was, hopelessly crushing on his opponent no less, with virtually no chance and nothing to confirm either his sexual orientation, or his interest. What a smart choice you've made there, Haruya.

"Hey." Suzuno's voice snapped Nagumo out of his daze. "How much longer are you gonna make me hold the door for you?"

"Ah..." Nagumo tried to think of a witty response, but got nothing. Feeling the awkwardness in the air, he opted for silence and entered the infirmary. The door closed behind them with a soft tunk.