Omega19x: Ryou had a nice dinner set up to celebrate Malik's new job. He fixed up a big wok of vegetable stir fry!
ph33r my rod: Malik came home, looking rather tired. As it was only his first day working, he hadn't quite gotten used to it yet.
Omega19x: "Hi Malik!" Ryou waved.
ph33r my rod: "Hey." Malik grinned and headed into the kitchen, leaning against the door frame. "Something smells good..."
Omega19x: "I made dinner for you!"
Omega19x: "... to celebrate your new job."
ph33r my rod: "Ooh! That was sweet of you." Malik's stomach let out an audible gurgle. "... ... I could use it. It's been a long time since my lunch break..."
Omega19x: Ryou sniffed. "... something smells like... motorcycles..."
ph33r my rod: Malik blinked, flushing a little. "Thaaaat'd be me." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I should probably take a shower."
Omega19x: "... that might be a good idea... I still have bread in the oven anyway."
ph33r my rod: "Mmkay... I'll go clean up real quick." Malik sniffed at himself for a moment, made a face, then headed into the bathroom. After a short time, he came back out, squeaky-clean and smelling a lot less like motor oil.
Omega19x: Ryou sniffed again, but on the fresh busciuts he had just pulled out of the oven. "mmm... perfect."
ph33r my rod: Malik peeked over his shoulder. "Ooh~"
Omega19x: "Have a seat!" Ryou smiled, putting the bread down. "Tell me all about your day!"
ph33r my rod: "It was good~" Malik sat down. "Though the manager must've been really desperate for somebody to do bike work. He didn't even need to interview me. It was kinda weird, actually."
Omega19x: "wow... that is weird."
ph33r my rod: "Yeah. I asked about the job, he saw that I'd pulled up on a motorbike, and was like 'for the love of the gods, take it'." Malik shrugged. "Oh well, I'm not complaining~"
Omega19x: "I hope it'll all be good. What did you get to do today?"
ph33r my rod: "... You know, you never truly realize how many people drive motorbikes and scooters and stuff, until they come in asking for an oil change. That was just about all that I did. No major work or anything." Malik ran a hand through his stilldamp hair. "Must've been one of those motorcycle gangs or something."
Omega19x: "I guess not... I never really thought about it."
ph33r my rod: "I didn't either, until now." Malik grinned. "But I think this is gonna be pretty good. I only make about... maybe 600 yen an hour, but at least I can contribute to stuff now."
Omega19x: "I'm sure it'll help. And... and if you like it, then you should do it!"
ph33r my rod: "Heh... it's one of the few things I actually know how to do, anyway. And I do like doing it. 'Cept for the part where I start to smell like gasoline, but that's easily fixed with the power of soap."
Omega19x: Ryou giggled a little bit. "Reminds me when other me accidently spilled powdered sugar all over himself! He smelled so sweet all day!"
ph33r my rod: Malik smirked. "Yeah, too bad gasoline doesn't smell like sugar."
Omega19x: "If it did, motorbikes would be a lot fluffier."
ph33r my rod: "Mhm~ The only way it could get fluffier from there would be if we put you on one."
Omega19x: "... only if you're on it too... I... I don't think I want to ride one by myself."
ph33r my rod: "Well, of course I'd be on it too. That way you can cling to me."
Omega19x: Ryou nodded, eating the stir fry.
ph33r my rod: Malik dug in too. "Thanks for dinner... it's really good~"
Omega19x: Ryou smiled.
Omega19x: "So tell me about your manager. Is he nice?"
ph33r my rod: Malik nodded. "Yeah, he's alright. He kinda seems like he'd rather be doing something else though, but I can't really say that for sure since I've only been there a day."
Omega19x: "He's... not like Dr. Shogi... right?"
Omega19x: "I wouldn't want you to work for someone like him..."
ph33r my rod: "No, no, of course not."
ph33r my rod: (( Heh, his boss is a total wimp 8D ))
Omega19x: "That's a relief."
ph33r my rod: "If he was, I would've been away from there in two seconds flat."
ph33r my rod: "Or probably less than that."
Omega19x: "... yeah..."
Omega19x: "Does he have anyone else working at the shop?"
ph33r my rod: "There's a couple of other guys, yeah. Haven't really talked to them much yet."
Omega19x: "Ah..."
Omega19x: "Well... I hope you have a fun time up there... Maybe sometime on your lunch break, we can get together!"
ph33r my rod: Malik nodded and smiled. "Yeah, maybe."
Omega19x: "We can meet at a cafe, and have a working lunch!"
ph33r my rod: "Oooh, yeah, I'd like that~ It'd give me a Ryou-fix until we both get home."
Omega19x: Ryou giggled a little, nibbling on a biscuit.
Omega19x: "You can stop by for cream puffs on your lunch break... any time!"
ph33r my rod: Malik smirked again. "I think that'd be better than the sack lunch I made today. I don't think Creamylicious is that far from it..."
Omega19x: "Okay!"
ph33r my rod: Malik eventually finished his plate of stir-fry, and leaned back in his chair.
Omega19x: "It'll be a date." Ryou smiled, picking up the plates, and putting them in the sink.
ph33r my rod: "Sounds good to me~"
Omega19x: "Now this time, I think it's you who needs a... a little relaxation."
ph33r my rod: Malik nodded, standing up to stretch out a bit. "Yeah... I'm kinda tired. Not used to actually getting up and working yet."
Omega19x: "It gets... easier?"
ph33r my rod: "Oh, I know it will. I'm just saying."
Omega19x: "... yeah."
ph33r my rod: Malik headed into the bedroom. "Should probably rest up though... 'cause it'll likely get harder before it gets easier. Maybe."
Omega19x: "... I... I can help you rest up..." Ryou smiled, and followed Malik. He gave him a little massage, much like the one he received last night.
Omega19x: That would help put Malik to sleep for sure.
ph33r my rod: Malik sighed, relaxing as Ryou's hands worked over his back. "Feels good..."
Omega19x: "Only the best for you, Malik... only the best for you."
Omega19x: (cute end?)
ph33r my rod: (( Cute end. <3 ))