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The second ver of the prompt:  “Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.” with old men and kitten. Ao3 


Hanzo had countless of hair ties (fifteen, to be exact. But Jesse liked to be dramatic, and for a man who owned seven different colors of serapes, Hanzo thought his ribbon collection was only mediocre). When he had woken up that day, Jesse was already gone, and so was his blue and very expensive white hair tie with gold lining. He would have never realized they were gone if the mood of using a different tie hadn’t struck him that morning.

“Athena,” Hanzo said, tying his hair in a low ponytail with a red ribbon. “Can you tell me where McCree is?”

“Agent McCree is currently in conference room 2-B.”

“He’s in a meeting?”

“No, agent.”

Hanzo didn’t know what Jesse was doing, or why he took two of his hair ties (it was most likely him, but Hanzo would give him the benefit of the doubt for now). Hanzo swung by the kitchen first. Only Lena was there after her morning jog. No one except for a few was up this early, the sky was still gray, with the barest rays of sunlight on the horizon.

Hanzo brewed two cups of coffee. Neither of them eats breakfast unless someone already made some. After adding milk and honey to Jesse’s, Hanzo made his way to the conference room on the second floor.

“Jesse,” Hanzo said as he shouldered the door open, “Have you seen my–” and halted when he saw what was happening in front of him.

Like he suspected, Jesse had both of his hair ties. Unlike he suspected (what was he suspecting?), Jesse stared back bashfully, with the blue ribbon tied like a bow on his head. And in his lap, his hat. In his hat, a black kitten with Hanzo’s most expansive ribbon tied around its neck, also a bow.

“Morning, sweetheart,” Jesse said as Hanzo wordlessly kissed him on the cheek and sat down beside him on the floor. Jesse accepted the coffee with a grateful smile. Hanzo rubbed the kitten’s forehead, waiting for an explanation.

“A kitten, Jesse?”

Jesse chuckled. “Heh, well. At three o’clock, I kinda woke up –”

Hanzo’s hard gazed snapped to Jesse, and the gunslinger held the kitten up in front of his face for protection. Looking at the kitten’s glossy eyes, and the weak mewl it (she, Hanzo corrected) let out, he decided to let it slide this time. It wasn’t like he always woke Jesse up whenever he had nightmares either.

Hanzo sighed, and took the kitten from Jesse. Jesse followed forward and pressed a kiss to Hanzo’s lips. “You needed the sleep, and I didn’t feel awful this time. You okay?”

Hanzo leaned into the kiss. The kitten squirmed in his hands when Hanzo’s focus wandered off of her too long. “It’s fine. Continue.”

“I was taking a walk and I heard this little one meowing from the office.” Jesse laughed when the kitten tumbled off Hanzo’s shoulder and into his lap. “She must’ve snuck in when it was raining last night. I dried her and fed her some crackers. When I went back to our room for my hat I kinda thought…wouldn’t this little guy look cute with a bow on?”

“And of course you picked the one that cost a fortune.”

Jesse reeled back, and looked at the kitten in Hanzo’s lap, now dozing off with her head hanging off Hanzo’s leg. “Shoot, really? Sorry, I didn’t–”

“It’s all right,” Hanzo cut him off. “I never use it anyway. And you haven’t explained why you are wearing a bow as well.”

Jesse shrugged. “She fell asleep and I didn’t have anything to do.”

Hanzo snorted, and started imagining it when Jesse leaned forward, and pulled Hanzo’s ribbon loose.

Hanzo didn’t bother asking what Jesse was going to do, chances were Hanzo would let him do it anyways. Jesse combed his fingers through Hanzo’s hair and his skin tingled pleasantly from the feeling. Jesse worked quickly, tying Hanzo’s hair back up and snapped a picture.

“What did you do?” Hanzo sighed when Jesse grinned dopily at his phone. McCree showed him. In the picture, Hanzo had his hair up in a bun, with the red ribbon around it in a bow. A sleeping cat in his lap. Hanzo rolled his eyes as Jesse took back his phone and set it as his wallpaper.

“Just don’t send it to anyone,” Hanzo said. “If it got out, I don’t want my reputation and hiring fee to go down.”

“You don’t assassinate people anymore!”

“It’s the matter of principle.”

Jesse laughed, leaned back on one hand and took the mug in the other. His eyes sliding shut slightly from being near someone he felt safe with, but shook himself awake.

“Reckon we should go and find something more for her to eat?”

Hanzo nodded, his eyes were on the kitten, rubbing her paws between his fingers. “After she eats, she can decide if she wants to stay or not.”

Jesse grinned. “Sounds like a plan.”

nostalgicexpatriate  asked:

84. Happy midsummer!

84 The key is under the mat


Her finger twirls the telephone cord, elbow leaning on the edge of her desk. She is wearing powder blue with white shoes and simple pearl earrings, looking like somebody else, pretending to be somebody else. Her eyes locked back to the mark as soon as he returns to the office.

“I should go,” Gaby mutters, absentmindedly, twirling the cord like she is talking to her boyfriend during her lunch break. In a way she is. “See you later.”

“What time?” Illya asks before Gaby lets the cord unravel around her finger.

“I don’t know. Just go in. The key is under the mat.”

“Why would you keep your key under the mat?” Illya demands. She can hear the frown from his voice. “That is unsafe.”

Gaby’s eyes and mind are locked onto the mark, Illya on the other end out line has turned into a noise, blended into the background.

Illya shakes his head. “Do not put it there again.”

“It’s just a key,” Gaby sighs, eyes following the mark. “I really need to go.”

“It’s not safe,” Illya points out one last time.

“Then keep the key.” Her voice is mere exhale, already drifting away when her attention isn’t on Illya anymore.

She is gone, the line is mute, and Illya sets the phone down. He isn’t sure did Gaby meant her words. Nonetheless the words has been said and it’s his key now.


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Blush [NaruHina]

It was a peaceful evening in Konoha.

The sun was about to set down, illuminating the city with a warm light, forming shadows everywhere. There was a light scent of fresh cut grass, as the mild breeze was blowing gently, spreading the aroma everywhere. The street was quiet; the only sounds were the muffled parts of citizens’ conversations and the quiet sound of leaves.

Soft steps were heard, announcing that someone was coming, as the shadow of a girl appeared near the corner of a building. Her slim figure wasn’t very tall, but her movements proved her gracefulness. She was wearing a grey, oversized, long sleeve, thin sweater that showed her shoulder, a pair of blue jeans and white sneakers. Her long, straight, black hair with shades of dark blue was cascading over her back, while a black backpack was hanging on her right shoulder.

Hinata Hyuga wasn’t the bold type. Most of her classmates knew her as The Shy Hyuga Girl With No Friends. It wasn’t like that. Sure, she was quiet and the only outstanding things about her were her pale lavender eyes and the fact that she was an A-grade student, but she had more friends than anyone would think. She just happened to like to be alone most of the time, just to relax and to enjoy the silence.

As she was passing down the street, admiring the beautiful color of the sky and enjoying the quiet sound of the wind, she abruptly stopped.

There was him.

A few meters away from her, looking completely oblivious of her presence, was standing the boy she’d been trying to avoid for the past six months.

Naruto Uzumaki.

Do not get her wrong, he did no harm to her. Actually, he was one of her closest friends, she knew him since they were babies. He was like a ball of sunshine, full of joy and always with a smile on his beautiful face. He was able to laugh even in the most embarrassing situations and could cheer up almost everyone. The reason why she had been trying to avoid him was that she was madly in love with him. Since they were 6, she could feel those wild butterflies in her belly every time she saw him. That furious blush that crept on her face, her shaking hands and her fierce heartbeat made her go crazy even when she merely thought about him.

So for the sake of her poor heart and sanity, during the past six months, Hinata Hyuga has been trying to make less contact with Naruto Uzumaki, hoping that her affection would vanish.

Boy, she was so wrong.

She realized that her efforts were useless, because she felt those sensations again. You might wonder did she not confess her feelings to him. Simple. Because she was Hinata Hyuga, a shy girl who would never express her feelings to the boy she secretly loved.

So here she was standing, on a quiet street, near the bookshop she liked to visit, surrounded by the soft light of sunset, simply looking at the blonde headed boy.

Naruto was wearing a black hoodie with the word “FOX” printed with orange paint on his back, black sweatpants and a pair of running shoes. His hair was messy as always, a black headband with white ornaments covering his forehead. His tanned skin made his baby blue eyes shine even brighter. These traits, along with the black whisker-like marks on his cheeks and his bright smile made him look handsome as hell. However, that was insignificant for Hinata, because she loved him so dearly for his cheeriness, for his kindness, for his warm and tight hugs, for his sense of humor, for his stubbornness, for having the guts to never give up, for his ability to befriend with almost everyone, for his strength, for his courage…

Shit, she did it again.

Suddenly, Naruto stopped typing on his phone and raised his head up, as if he felt that someone was staring at him. (Blame a certain Hyuga). He turned his head to the left and saw his childhood friend blushing as always.

A cheerful grin appeared on his face and he approached her, feeling glad to see her.

“Hey, Hinata!”

Panic bubbled in her chest, making her freeze. These moments were the toughest, because it felt almost impossible to start a conversation with the boy she liked.

“U-um, hi, N-naruto. Wh-what are y-you doing here?” See? Her stuttering became even more intense.

Standing in front of her, Naruto couldn’t help but recall the discussion he had with his best girl friend, Sakura.

Sakura stood in front of him with an unpleasant look on her face.

“Naruto, are you dense?” was her question.

“Huh? Did I do something again?” he asked confused.

The girl sighed and rolled her eyes. It was clear that beating around the bush wouldn’t work with him.

“Fine” she said, “I’ll ask you directly. Are you aware that Hinata is in love with you?”

“W-what? What do you mean “in love’? Is this some sort of a joke?” He was flustered and surprised, but he didn’t want to believe Sakura’s words. It couldn’t be true.

The pinkette rolled her eyes once more and looked at him almost furious.

“No, I’m not joking, Naruto. The poor girl has been crushing on you since we were kids. You seriously didn’t know?”

His silence and his widened eyes proved everything. He really didn’t know.

Realizing it, Sakura’s annoyed expression turned into a surprised one.

“Oh my God. Shit.”

After a few moments of silence, Sakura regained her serious composure and looked straight into Naruto’s eyes.

“Alright, even if you didn’t know, you need to do something. If you have any romantic feelings towards her, make a move. If you see her nothing more than a friend, you have to tell her. I know it’s hard, but you have to make things clear for her, Naruto. Please, at least think about it.”

To say that he was shocked would be a huge misunderstanding. He couldn’t say a word for the next three hours, making his best friend, Sasuke, worry. He’s been thinking about Sakura’s words for nearly a week, contemplating on what exactly should he do.

And then, he knew.

It might not be the best solution, but it was the only thing Naruto could think about.

Though he could not fully understand how he felt towards Hinata, he was positive that she was someone he treasured a lot. He decided to give it a shot. Hinata was amazing, sweet and kind. Going out with her didn’t sound bad at all. Even if he wouldn’t develop any romantic feelings for her, he hoped that they would remain friends. It was way better than simply friendzoning her and ruining their relationship.

And that’s why Naruto, instead of dozing off on his couch or playing video games with Kiba, was waiting for this girl near the bookshop he knew she adored to visit.

“I was heading to Choji’s, but then I remembered that you should probably be on your way home by now, and since your house is not very far from his, I thought it would be nice to wait for you so we could walk together.” he smiled, hoping that his story was credible enough. It would be very embarrassing if Hinata found out that he’s been waiting for her for nearly 3 hours.

“U-um, yes, i-it’s very nice from y-you, Naruto. B-but I have to hurry up b-because Ha-hanabi asked me to help her for a…. school project? Y-yes, a school project. S-sorry Naruto. Ma-maybe next time?”

Hinata started walking, scolding and slapping herself mentally for such a pathetic excuse. But she had to do it. The last time when she walked all alone with him was when she was 13. He walked her home from the amusement park, holding her close to him because she was feeling dizzy and about to throw up. She was so flustered because of their closeness and she nearly fainted. Not to mention that her face was so red and hot that you could think that she was going to explode in any second.

Since then, Hinata decided to stay away from any rollercoaster and did her best to avoid being single with the blonde haired boy.

However, when she looked at him again, she was surprised to see sadness and disappointment in his eyes.

Crap” she thought. “I can’t stand it when he is sad.”

She contemplated for a few seconds and she knew that it had to stop. She had to stop being a coward and show some courage.

“You know what?” she turned back to him and got closer, her face still red as a cherry. “I-I think Hanabi could w-wait a little longer. L-let’s walk together, Naruto.”

The boy had to hide his surprised face behind a wide grin as he happily looked at Hinata.

“Great, Let’s go then!”

Choji and Hinata’s houses were about thirty minutes away, so that meant that there’s going to be a long and awkward walk. At least, that’s what the black haired girl thought.

Well, it was. For the first five minutes.

The two of them walked in silence for a while, both thinking about what to say.

“Do you like someone, Hinata?” he suddenly asked, smiling cheekily.

Hinata’s eyes widened suddenly and she stopped walking. After a moment, she seemed to regain her calm expression (if you can call a blushing and scared face a calm one) and began walking again.

“Ummm, maybe? W-why?”

Naruto’s grin widened. He felt sorry for her, but the huge urge to tease her a bit couldn’t be ignored.

“Maybe? Nah, you definitely do! Now tell me, who’s the lucky guy? Or is it a girl?” he asked wiggling his eyebrows, still smirking.

“W-what?! N-no! It’s a boy, it’s a boy!” she quickly answered, immediately regretting it.

“Is that so? Interesting. And who might it be, Hinata?”

The said girl looked down panicking, hoping to find an answer on the pavement. Her face reddened even more and Naruto could swear that he saw her ears fuming.

“I-it’s Shi-shikamaru.” she answered, mentally apologizing to her friend for involving him in this mess.

Naruto raised an eyebrow, taken aback by her reply. But that didn’t mean that he believed it.

“Oh yeah?” he grinned. “That’s not what Sakura has told me.” he said, coming closer to Hinata, his tall figure shadowing hers.

“S-sakura?” she looked at him scared. Blush covered her entire face and she really looked as one of Sasuke’s precious tomatoes that he absolutely refused to share. He found it utterly cute and maybe a bit funny, but also felt the strange impulse to kiss her small nose.

“Yes, Sakura.” He said in a low tone, leaning in, his breath now blowing on her face. “She said that you are in love with me. Is that true, Hinata?” he whispered the last words in her ear.

Hinata gasped and stepped back, eyes big and mouth agape. She was categorically going to kill Sakura. She lowered her head again, not being able to look him in the face. Taking a deep breath, her eyes closed shut, anticipating the worst.

“Y-yes. I-I like you, Naruto. A lot.”

He chuckled softly and gently grabbed her chin, rising her head up and kissing the tip of her nose.

“I’m glad you do.” he whispered. “It would be weird if the girl I wanted to ask for a date liked someone else.”

“Wh-what?!” she exclaimed again. “Y-you want to a-ask me out?” she looked as if she was about to burst in tears.

Naruto looked at her with worry in his eyes. The last thing he wanted was to see her crying.

So he hurried to hug her gently and buried his head in the crook of her neck. He felt her hands hesitantly wrapping around his torso.

“Y-you seriously m-mean it?”

Naruto laughed quietly, his breath sending shivers on her skin.

“Yes. Yes, I do, Hinata.”

She smiled, relaxing her shoulders and wondering if it was a dream.

“I accept” she whispered, leaning back to look at his face.

He grinned, stepped back and took her by the hand, heading towards her house.

“Good. Now let me walk you home.”

“But what about Choji?”

“Eh, I’m sure he won’t mind.”

They walked hand in hand, Naruto grinning like a goof and Hinata still blushing.

“You look hella cute when you blush, you know?”

“Sh-shut up.”

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got this lil guy 2 weeks ago. he had a touch of white spot a couple of days after i got him but i think i treated it in good time and he’s looking completely better now.

his name is Percival Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III (but you can call him Percy),