Bits and Pieces of Weiss Kruez
Drabble a Day 40, May 3, 2012, Aya, Omi
Title: Flirting for the First Time
Fandom: Weiss Kruez
Pairing/Characters: Aya/Omi
Requested by: laurose
Prompt: Flirt
Drabble #: 40
Date: May 3, 2012
Word count: 275
Next pairing: Kenpachi/Byakuya
AN: It’s cute and I’m tired.
And to note: No, I haven’t stopped writing. No, I won’t ever stop writing. My muses are to damn pushy and huffy. Yes, I’m still writing. No, I’m not posting my drabbles daily. I am posting them every 3 to 4 days.
Yes, I’m still taking drabble requests for my drabble a day. DON’T, for the love of writing, get complicated in your requests for drabbles. And DON’T expect smut. These are SHORT. They’re drabbles after all. Good smut is long. At least two, three pages long.
Just to clear this up. I’m just tired. I’m dealing with my sinus problems (not fun), I’m taking antibiotics AND I’m editing my original story and another story with a friend for publishing so I’m a bit distracted.
Doesn’t mean I’ve stopped working on my other stuff. ;)
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Staring at Aya from around the flower arrangement that he was holding, Omi felt his eyebrows raise as the red head flushed and bent further over the flowers that he was setting into a bouquet on some simple paper. The guy standing near him and blatantly flirting with him was a surprise, even more so when Aya just shot him wary looks instead of tossing him out on his ear.
Then again, Aya was a teenager, was indeed the right age to be flirted with and to flirt back, but he never did. He did what he was doing just then and blushing, sending who ever was flirting with him wary, if not appreciative glances. It was kinda cute to Omi and he was glad that he had the afternoon shift with Aya instead of Yohji who would just be an idiot and tease the poor male into throwing something at his head before hiding.
Shaking his head, Omi handed over the arrangement with a smile and took the customers money before they left. Aya was quick to bring over the bouquet with a nod of his head, red hair swaying lightly and seemingly memorizing the guy who had been flirting with him earlier.
“Thank you, Aya-kun,” Omi said, taking the flowers with a bright smile, getting a quirk of Ayas lips.
“You’re welcome, Omi-kun,” Aya replied in his smooth, sweet voice before he went back to working on the flower arrangements and bouquets as he was flirted with some more. Omi shook his head and went back to his own job, watching his fellow teen learn how to flirt and enjoy being flirted with.