A Dangerous Man

1 - Lunchtime Takeover

In the hallway on his way to the teacher's lounge, Ohm noticed a few of his colleagues avoiding eye contact with him as they hurried away in the opposite direction. He wondered if he had missed something going on but entered the lounge anyway. What greeted him made him sigh. He should have known.

Sat in the now empty teacher's lounge, was a severe looking man. Small in stature but he held himself in such a way that seemed to fill the room. His hard eyes commanding fear if not respect. Brutal mob boss, Fluke Natouch. With a flick of his hand, the four imposing bodyguards left the room. Ohm waited for the door to shut behind them.

Silence for a beat, then two.

"Okay, what's wrong?"

"Does something need to be wrong for me to want to come have lunch with my boyfriend?" The tone was challenging but the eyes had softened.

Ohm crossed his arms and gave the man a pointed look. "If it were as simple as that, you would have called me or sought me out. Not walts directly in here with no less than four scary henchmen and run all my co-workers out of their break room at lunchtime."

Fluke shrugged and toyed with the bags of what Ohm assumed to be their lunch. "Maybe I wanted to remind them who you belong to."

Ohm almost laughed at that. As if anyone had forgotten who his boyfriend was. The number of concerned looks and hushed questions of worry he encountered from the people he worked with was exhausting at times.

"We both know that's never a concern. You only do something like this when something is wrong or you're feeling needy. So tell me, what's wrong?" When Fluke didn't respond or even look at him, Ohm felt a soft smile escape him. "Are you feeling needy, Fluke?" he teased.

"I don't know what you mean by "needy", Ohm. Just come and eat with me."

But Ohm didn't budge. "What I mean is that you're wanting some attention from your sweet, caring, wonderful boyfriend."

Ohm stood where he was just smiling at the smaller man and watched as the shoulders slumped and the frown turned to a pout.

"P'Ooohm. Stop teasing me and come here!"

And there was his baby Fluke.

Chuckling, he finally joined his boyfriend at the table and instantly pulled Fluke's chair closer to his; he wrapped his arm about him and pressed a kiss to the still pouting man's temple. "Okay, Okay, I'll stop."

Fluke pressed into his side and leaned his head onto his shoulder, clearly seeking comfort he could only get from Ohm.

"Tough day?" Ohm asked, running his fingers through soft hair.

"Not really, just missed you." The sweet voice warmed his heart. He loved that he was the only one - absolutely only one - that got to see the real man behind the harsh image. He loved that he was allowed to support and care for him. He loved loving him.

Ohm pressed a kiss to the top of his head. "Do you have to work late tonight?"

Fluke sighed and he could almost hear the pout. "Most likely."

"Let me know when you're on your way home, okay? I'll have a bath ready for you."

"Why are you so amazing?" Fluke whined, pulling back to look up at his boyfriend.

"How can I be anything else when I've got you in my arms?"

Fluke swatted his chest with a murmured "cheesy", but Ohm saw the grin as he turned away.

"Ow," Ohm playfully rubbed where he was hit. "Maybe what everyone says about you is true. Maybe you are dangerous."

Fluke rolled his eyes and started pulling out what he brought for them to eat. But Ohm wasn't finished.

"Dangerously cute."

"P'Ohm!"