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Stood Up – Reo (PSF #5)

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Genre: Fluff

Prompt: Have your characters share the last table at a café. (@flufftober)

Word Count: 3,157

Pairing: Reo x Reader

World: Generations

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A flyer was slammed down on the counter atop the magazine you were reading, prompting you to raise a brow in question at the offending party. “I’m working, go away.”

Your older brother scoffed, looking around the empty bookstore. “Bitch, the place is empty and you’re not even paying attention.”

“What’s your point?”

Kai slapped his hand on the flyer a few times, giving you a pointed look. “You have to go with me.”

You flicked his hand so you could read it, expecting it to be a concert only to find out it was for a recently opened café. “The hell is this?”

“Can you not read? It’s clearly a flyer for a café.”

“Yeah I got that part. Why do I have to go with you?”

A streak of pink crossed his cheeks and he pouted, acting shy. “Well, you see… the barista is super cute…”

“Okay? What does that have to do with me?”

He scowled in frustration. “I obviously can’t go alone, it’ll look weird.”

“Don’t you have friends?”

“All of them ditched me to spend time with their girlfriends. I’m the only one who’s single!” He cried out, startling the little old lady that had just entered the store.

You offered her an apologetic smile before scowling at your brother. “Maybe because you can’t act civilized for more than two minutes.”

“That’s rude,” he pouted. “Come on, it’ll be fun!”

“I highly doubt that. Every minute spent with you makes me lose brain cells and I don’t have many of those left.”

“You’re so rude. That’s why you’re still single.”

“I’m single because I want to be,” you replied indignantly. “I’m already surrounded by idiots like you, I don’t need to add another one to that mix.”

“Keep telling yourself that.”

You glanced to the side, seeing the elderly woman slowly making her way toward the counter. “Go away, I’m working. Shoo!”

“I’m not an insect.”

“You’re as annoying as one.”

“Rude!” He glanced at the woman, taking notice of her slow speed and the distance left for her to cover. He quickly leaned toward you. “I’ll pay.”

“Why the fuck didn’t you start with that?” You hissed softly, not wanting the woman to overhear you. “I’ll do it, now shoo!”

He stuck his tongue out at you, giving the woman a friendly smile when she finally reached the counter.

You shook your head at his antics before smiling at the woman. “Good morning. Did you find what you were looking for?”

“I did, thank you, dear. Your boyfriend is quite cute,” she giggled, a gleam in her eye.

The thought made you feel sick to your stomach. “Ah, no. He’s my brother.”

“Oh, my, I’m so sorry!” She covered her mouth, looking embarrassed. “You look nothing alike!”

“Different dads,” you replied, making the woman click her tongue in disapproval. It was the normal reaction that you got from older folk, though she was nice enough not to go on a rant about it.

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You stuffed your hands into the hoodie of your pocket when the cold autumn wind blew. The sidewalk was littered with leaves, each one a vibrant orange or brown. You even spied a couple red ones that were, in your opinion, the prettiest ones.

The café was packed, making you click your tongue in annoyance, leaning against the railing that separated the street and the sidewalk. You had arrived right on time but Kai was known to be late to everything he did so you weren’t surprised that he wasn’t there yet.

You shot him a quick message to let him know you had arrived before amusing yourself with a YouTube video. People came and went, looking at you strangely as they passed. One of the employees had taken notice of you, as well.

“Excuse me,” he called kindly, offering you a smile. “Are you alright?”

“Huh?” You glanced up at him, rubbing the back of your neck. “Ah, yeah. I’m just waiting for someone.”

“Would you like to wait inside? It’s getting pretty chilly out here.”

You glanced at the window, seeing the sea of people sitting inside. “I’m okay, thanks.”

“Sure, sorry to bother you.” He smiled, bowing at you before returning inside.

You glanced at the time again and scowled in annoyance. It had been just over thirty minutes. Where in the hell was he? You dialed his number, suppressing a shiver when the cold glass touched your ear. It rang and rang and rang before finally going to voicemail.

You briefly wondered if maybe something had happened to him, but you knew he wasn’t a reliable person at all. He probably just forgot and he would suddenly remember, showing up out of breath and begging for forgiveness. You had decided you would guilt trip him into buying you lunch tomorrow, as well, for the trouble.

20 minutes later

You sighed, sliding down until you were squatting on the ground. The wind blew heavily, making you hug yourself for warmth. The café was still filled with people, mostly couples or families.

“I’m gonna kill him,” you muttered under your breath.

40 minutes later

“Mrow~“

You glanced to the side, seeing a black cat sitting at the edge of the alley, staring at you with wide, unblinking golden eyes. “Aww, hey there little guy. Come here.” You waved your hand at him but he didn’t budge so you stood up, shaking your legs to regain feeling in them.

“I won’t hurt you,” you promised, slowly approaching him. When you reached down, he suddenly turned feral, hissing loudly. You didn’t pull back fast enough, his claws raking across the top of your hand. “Motherfucker.”

Three red lines appeared against your skin, beads of blood rushing to the surface.

You hung your head with a sigh. “Well, at least I’m up to date on my tetanus shot…”

1 hour later

The sky was slowly darkening, dark clouds rolling in from the east. The wind had picked up, as well, and you resorted to pacing back and forth to try and keep warm. Your phone was held to your ear, seeming to be ringing without an end.

“That dirty bastard,” you muttered when it went to his voicemail for the tenth time. “You better hope you’re already dead because I’m gonna kill you!”

The sudden yell startled the man who was approaching the café’s door, making him pause and look at you with wide eyes. It was all you could see because of the cap and mask he wore.

You offered him a sheepish smile, rubbing the back of your neck as you bowed. “Sorry…”

He said nothing, simply turning and entering the café.

You sighed, finally deciding that enough was enough. You were going home and he was going to die the second you saw him. You barely made it five steps before thunder boomed overhead, rattling the windows of the café. Within seconds, the sky opened up and you scrambled for the café door, shivering as the rain soaked through your hoodie.

The man from before looked at you with a frown. “I’m so sorry, but we just gave away the last available table.”

You held back a groan, hugging yourself tightly as you glanced over your shoulder to peer outside. The rain was coming down heavily. “Great,” you muttered, running a hand through your wet hair.

He looked you up and down before glancing at the rain, taking pity on you. “Wait here a moment, okay?”

‘As if I have a choice.’ You nodded at him, assuming that he was going to grab you an umbrella but he didn’t go to the back of the café.

The man approached the table directly to the left of the door, speaking to the man with the mask covering the lower half of his face. The two spoke for a moment before the employee pointed at you.

Embarrassment filled you as you thought about how you must look, shivering as water dripped from your clothes. He probably already thought little of you because of your outburst, there was no way he would –

“Great news! That nice gentleman that took the last table is willing to share with you.”

Well, shit. You glanced at the rain again, wondering if the rain was really worse than the awkwardness you were sure to feel sitting with this stranger. You were already freezing, though, and you couldn’t afford to get sick so you followed the man over to the table.

“What can I get you, hun? Something to warm you up?”

“Do you have hot chocolate?”

“We sure do. Be right back,” smiled the employee, patting your shoulder.

You nodded, turning your attention to the man before bowing your head. “Thank you.”

He returned the nod but said nothing, returning his attention to the laptop that sat open in front of him.

You tugged off the wet hoodie, suppressing a shiver as you placed it against the window, not wanting to wet the floor more than you already had. You knew you shouldn’t have let Kai talk you into this. He was flaky at the best of times and this wasn’t the first time he had made plans with you only to forget or get distracted.

“Idiot,” you muttered under your breath, glaring at the window.

The man glanced over at you, his eyes falling to the long sleeved shirt you were wearing. “You like High&Low?”

Your eyes snapped to his, excitement filling you as you nodded. “Yeah, it’s my favorite series! You’ve seen in?”

“Ah, well… something like that,” he replied, scratching his cheek with his index finger.

You tilted your head to the side in confusion but before you could question what he meant, the employee set a mug of cocoa in front of you, tiny marshmallows covering the top. “Thank you.”

“Would you like something to eat, too?”

“No, I’m okay.”

“Sure thing. Can I refill your coffee?”

“Yes, please.” The masked man held out his cup so the employee could take it, then he turned back to you. “Which group is your favorite?”

“That’s a tough one,” you hummed, cupping the warm mug with both hands. “All of them are cool. It’s a close race between Daruma and the Rude Boys but I think I’ve gotta pick the Rude Boys. The way they do parkour while incorporating it into fighting is so cool!”

He chuckled, eyes lighting up with amusement. “Yes, they’re pretty awesome.”

“They make it look so easy,” you shook your head, brow furrowed. “I tried to copy this move that P did once. He made it look like child’s play but I swear I almost died. Broke my arm in three places.”

“Ouch,” he winced, folding his arms over his chest. “You should never attempt what you see in movies. They’re performed by professionals under the supervision of professionals. Doing so on your own is extremely dangerous.”

“Yes, mom,” you teased, bringing the mug to your lips.

He chuckled at the comment. “Sorry, I’m just passionate about these things.”

“I can tell. What about you? Who’s your favorite group?”

He pretended to think on it for a moment. “I’ll also choose the Rude Boys. They have a special place in my heart.”

“Yeah, I get that. Man, they really did that group dirty.” You shook your head in disapproval. “They deserved so much better. Poor Smoky. Poor Takeshi.”

He looked at you curiously, leaning forward on the table. “Why poor Takeshi?”

“Well, I mean, his best friend died and he was forced to pick up the slack left behind. Smoky is one of those one-of-a-kind characters, ya know? No matter how good someone is, no one can take his place. I imagine Takeshi must be feeling so much pressure taking over as leader, feeling as if he has to fill Smoky’s shoes but also knowing he never could. No one can.”

He looked at you in surprise, warmth filling him as a smile came to his lips, hidden behind the black mask. “Yeah… yeah, you’re right. Is he your favorite character?”

“Absolutely. He’s so brave and strong. He’s fiercely loyal to his family and will do anything to protect them. When Smoky died, he stepped up without hesitation to lead the people of Nameless City. Plus, have you seen his moves? He’s epic!” You took a sip of the hot chocolate, nodding at the warmth filling you. “Plus, he’s super cute.”

This brought a sudden laugh from the man, startling the couple sitting behind him.

You scowled at him. “Hey, don’t judge. You know it’s true. You can’t find a single person on Earth who wouldn’t look at him and think he’s cute as hell.”

“I’m not judging,” he chuckled, waving his hand at you. “I was just surprised, is all.”

A comfortable silence settled over the two of you. You wondered if you should try to continue the conversation or not. The only people you had met that like High&Low are people online, he was the first person in real life and you didn’t want to lose that. At the same time, you didn’t want to bother him more than you already had.

“I’m sorry about your date.”

“Eh?” You looked up at him in surprise and confusion.

He nodded his head toward the male employee who was talking animatedly with a customer across the room. “He told me that you were waiting for over an hour for your date to arrive but you got stood up. I’m assuming that’s who you wanted to kill?”

You snorted in amusement. “I definitely got stood up, but not by a date. It’s my idiot older brother that was supposed to meet me.”

“Oh,” he looked embarrassed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Sorry.”

“It’s fine. Is that why you took pity on me?”

“A little bit, yes,” he answered honestly. “I’m glad I did, though. It’s nice to find a fan of High&Low. Especially one that enjoys the Rude Boys so much. Most fans I meet choose Sannoh or Oya as their favorite group.”

“How overrated,” you snickered, bringing out a chuckle from him as well.

He glanced at his watch and cursed. “I have to get going.”

“Oh,” you replied, hoping he didn’t hear how deflated you felt. You were enjoying his company and wanted to spend more time with him. “Thank you again for letting me sit here.”

“You’re welcome.” He packed away his laptop and stood up, pausing in thought for a moment. “Can I use your phone to check something?”

“Huh? Sure.” You briefly wondered why he didn’t just use his own but figured it must be dead or something. You tugged it from your pocket, setting it against his palm.

He used it for only a moment before handing it back to you. “Thank you. Take care.”

“Yeah, you too.” You frowned at his back as he approached the counter to pay for his coffee. You wanted so badly to go after him, to ask him to stay a little longer or ask for his number, but something held you back. ‘Damn introverted nature,’ you sighed, hanging your head.

The rain had slowed down considerably, the street lights flickering on. It was getting late, you realized, and you had to work in the morning. You still needed to find and kill your brother, too.

With another sigh, you grabbed your hoodie and approached the counter, pulling out some cash. The male employee stopped you with a smile. “No worries, hun. That nice gentleman paid for your drink.”

“He did?” You blinked in surprise, feeling warm inside when the man nodded. “That was nice of him.”

“It was! You two seemed to be hitting it off, too. I hope you got his number,” he winked at you before walking away.

You frowned, holding back a groan as you left the café. ‘Damn it, why didn’t I ask for his number? He was so sweet and fun to talk to. He had such a nice voice, too. Very calming and warm. Someone like that can’t be single…’ you shook your head. ‘All I did was save myself the embarrassment of him telling me he has a girlfriend already.’

Your phone vibrated in your pocket and you tugged it out, using your free hand to shield it from the light rain that was still falling. You scowled at the screen, angrily pressing the answer button. “Oi, asshole! Where the hell have you been?”

“I’m so sorry!” cried Kai from the other end, sounding panicked. “I was watching Kamen Rider and you know how much I love that show but then Syo-chan called. His girlfriend broke up with him and he wanted to get drunk and forget about her. There was plenty of time left before I was supposed to meet you so I said yes but then we started drinking and we got kicked out of the bar and I think we ended up in the river? That part is still kind of blurry but I lost my phone for a while only to realize it fell out of my pocket when –“

You couldn’t listen to his rambling any longer so you ended the call, pinching the bridge of your nose. “What a dumbass.”

A message came through from him, popping up at the top of the screen.

-> Hanging up on ppl is super rude ya know! >:(

You scoffed in disbelief, pulling up your messages so you could yell at him through text but something made you pause. There was a message thread below his that you hadn’t seen before.

“Sano Reo?” you read aloud, clicking on the thread. There was only one message and it was a smiley face that had been sent from your phone to their number. Was it a friend of your brother? But the name sounded familiar to you. You scratched the back of your head, returning to your brother’s message to yell at him.

You couldn’t stop thinking about the contact, though. On a whim, you decided to plug the name into Google, not really expecting much. To your surprise, the search pulled up a lot of information.

Sano Reo was the actor who played Takeshi.

The man you had been talking to was a famous celebrity who played your favorite character in your favorite movie. And you had openly stated how cute he is to his face. Your face burned at the realization.

A new message came through on your phone from the man in question.

-> I really enjoyed our chat :) We should continue it over dinner sometime ♡

“Holy shit,” you cried out, startling the people who were walking past you. They gave you dirty looks for scaring them and for using such foul language but you didn’t care. You were on cloud fucking nine. With trembling fingers, you quickly typed out a reply.

<- Yeah, I’d like that :)

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