backyardbbq | Call me out shippy/smutty post!

[you know who i want but i'm still unsure of how it should go down tbh]

{Holly Heights actual couple AU, pls? I'm not sure how to set the scene myself, but I'm up for cute dates, domestic stuff, teenage experimentation, silly shenanigans... anything...}

[SO. REI.

Hopefully you don't mind a suddenly Mafuyu running up to your house and hollering for you outside your window.

Because that is exactly what is going to happen. In the middle of the day, even.]

Rei-chaaaaaan! Are you up?

[Oh my god. Mafuyu. Mafuyu.

It is the weekend. Her (technically older than her) sons are around. You are embarrassing her and undermining her reputation as an authority figure and responsible adult-like person.

And yet, she's not just blushing out of embarrassment as she opens the window. Why does she have to be so happy to see her? Why did she even have to confess in the first place? Why do feelings exist?!]

I'm up! Everyone in the house is up!

[After her outburst, in a tone of voice that says PLEASE BE QUIETER I'M RIGHT HERE, she quickly goes from tsun mode to dere blushy mode.]

Wh-What do you want?

[Mafuyu is grinning like a goofball, and it only grows wider when Rei actually answers her. She does quiet down a bit, since Rei is right there and all, but she is still on the lawn and anyone walking by will be able to hear her.]

Let's go on a date!

Oh...

[Blushing intensifies. It's... true she's not busy today, and a date with Mafuyu does sound nice. Embarrassing as she is, Rei's feelings for her won't go away. She actually wants to have her all to herself, to be the only person Mafuyu ever asks on dates and does stupid things like this to get her attention.]

R-Right now? I still have to get dressed...

[Should she wear something nice or casual? Why does it matter so much?]

Where did you want to go?

[Mafuyu is all too happy to wait, because it means she gets to spend time with Rei, which means sparkle-happy-doki-doki-times. Or so she says.

And for what it's worth, Mafuyu is dressed casually. So no need to go full formal.]

Let's go out for lunch! And then maybe we could go to the arcade.

Alright. [She tries to say it with the tone of someone agreeing just to get the conversation over with. It fails.] Just give me a minute to get ready! I'll meet you at the door.

[Without waiting for a response, she closes the window and the curtains, disappearing into the house. Thankfully, Rei is observant, so she picks up on the casual thing. And yet, she puts far more effort into her outfit than Mafuyu's likely ever seen before. It's not dressing up, but it's not just throwing on jeans and a t-shirt, either.

True to her word, Mafuyu won't see her again until the front door opens several minutes later. ... Rei also had to fix her hair and use a tiny bit of makeup and god, don't look at her, this is too embarrassing ~~but please look at how cute she made herself for you, Mafuyu~~.]

Um... let's go.

[She hurriedly steps out and closes the door behind her, before the others in the house can see why she was suddenly so interested in going outside.]

[Mafuyu is indeed waiting patiently outside while Rei gets dressed. She may have pulled a game up on her phone though, which she promptly closes when the door opens.]

Uwaaa, so cute! I have the cutest girlfriend~

[HERE REI let's hold hands and walk down the street like couples totally do all the time, all while Mafuyu is singing 'cute~ cute~'.]

[Gabe was a diagnostician. He took people in, checked their symptoms, and sent them off where ever they needed to go. That was his main job. A job with long and stressful hours and not a lot of fun to it. But, hey, nothing too boring, right?

Especially not when there's a white haired man in his office all bandaged up that he just so happened to come back from lunch to. Great. Greeeaaaaat. He sighs and moves to flop down in his chair that rolls across the room so now they're sitting face to face.]

Alright, name, occupation, and... well, let me be straight here. What the fuck happened?

Shiro Fujimoto, priest, a cat got to me.

[The demon had possessed a tiger at the zoo, so technically Shiro wasn't lying. Though he was acting pretty nonchalant for someone who had just nearly had his leg ripped off by a goddamn tiger-demon. There's deep bite marks in his left thigh, and claw marks down his forearms. There is also a lot of swelling around his shoulder, like he had dislocated it, but it seems to be working fine now. Mostly because he had popped it back into place on his own.

Also, in the time it took for Gabe to get to him, Shiro had raided the medical supplies in the room and had started dressing his own wounds. He is currently doing stitches one-handed, trying to stitch up the claw marks on his left arm.]

...Ain't a cat supposed to get your tongue? Not entire body.

[He blinks and looks at what he's doing.]

Hey! Put those down and stop it. You're at a hospital, don't do our jobs. Already facin' a paycut to begin with.

[He grumbles and moves closer on his chair to him, watching him do the stitches. Because he's not stupid. If he forces it out, it could make the wound worse. So he'll sit there. And watch.

And judge.]

[Judge all you want, Shiro gives no fucks. And he doesn't put downt he needle until he's done with that arm, though Gabriel doesn't have to wait long, since he was almost done anyway.]

It's not my fault your hospital took forever to get to me. I didn't want to bleed out.

[He sets down the supplies, and then holds out his right arm for Gabriel to do. Since he is right-handed, he can't stitch up that arm well enough on his own, so someone else has to do it.]

I left you the good stuff anyway, so I don't see why you're complaining.

Right, sorry. We'll make sure to postpone all crises from now on.

[He mocks picking up the phone.]

Yeah, hey, can we move all the labors to next week? Thanks. Oh and any car crashes? Yeah, let's move them to next month instead. Thaaaaanks Debra.

[Hanging it up and shaking his head, he immediately gets to work on stitching his arm up.]

I'm complaining because everyone comes in here and thinks they know better than the guy who has a PHd. 'Oh, it's nothing', 'Oh no I don't want surgery' or 'Doctor Cunningham, I told you not to smoke anymore in your office'.

[He's quick about the stitches. Not that he's in a rush to get rid of the man, more that he's just good enough to do his job quickly and correctly, even as he's doing mock impressions.]

[That sure is some salt.]

Bah, labors last for hours, you can leave the mothers there for a bit if they're not dilated far enough. And you can't complain about me doing some of my own stitches, I have medical training too.

[His is just more practical-based. And more for quick treatment while people are moved to hospitals. But yes stitches are not beyond him, it's his leg that he really came in for.

That and he didn't want the people at the academy knowing that he got hurt on the job. People have been calling for him to move to a desk job for years, and he doesn't want to give them any more ammunition for that point.]

Yeah, because I never tell them that and they never get mad at me for doing it.

[He shakes his head. He'll deal with that leg in a moment. He may even need to send it off to get it healed up.]

Also, I can absolutely complain about you doing some of your own stitches. Because if you come back and they're shit, it's my neck on the line, not yours.

[Whatever, he puts his neck on the line every day, you'd think he'd stop complaining about it. Nope.]

Look. I'm not gonna rat you out as a doctor. In order to get this treated properly, you're gonna need to tell me everything about the incident. And yeah. I mean everything.

[Shiro just holds up his left arm for Gabriel to see. Look, it's all neat and in a line, he's got it.]

Fine, fine. It may have been a big cat. A big, orange-and-black cat.

[Gabriel doesn't need to know about the demon possessing it. Just knowing it was a tiger should be enough.]

...Y'know, part of my billing is my biting wit so maybe don't do half my job.

[He sighs and tries to take a look, but the pants are a bit in the way.]

So, this normally happens after a date or two or at least way more booze, but I'm gonna need those pants off. All the way off. Preferably, you getting into a hospital gown but I don't enforce that.

[Hell no, Shiro is going to match Gabriel wit for wit. Because that's how he rolls.

And despite being in pain and bleeding, he still manages to smirk and wiggle his eyebrows.]

That eager to see me undressed, huh?

[But he'll comply. His pants come off and join his coat on one of the chairs (said coat had been left there earlier, so Shiro could get at his arms), leaving him in a shirt, tie, and boxers.]

Well, it's been pretty lonely these past few months.

[He chuckles and turns behind him to grab some ointment from the cabinet. Popping the top open, he moves closer.]

Now don't get too excited here. Then we'll be real awkward.

[Putting his fingers inside, he moves to rub some of the ointment on the wound on his leg, rubbing it nice and slowly to calm it down and lower the pain coming from it.]

Trust me, there's nothing exciting about this.

[It stings, but Shiro keeps himself from tensing up and wrecking Gabriel's work. Now that he is actually being treated he can be patient.]

Now I'm offended.

[But after that remark, he quickly gets back to work, rubbing the leg and the mark with the ointment.]

Bend up your leg a bit so I can get the bottom.

[To help with that, he grabs a chair for him to rest his other foot on.]

After this, we'll bandage you up, and put you in a bed for the night.

Ha, you said 'bottom'.

[Mature humor for adults wololololol

But he leans back and does as requested. This old guy is surprisingly flexible for being, well, old.]

I'd be fine to leave once I'm patched up, right? No need for me to take up a bed or anything, I'm sure there's others who could use it.

Yeah, don't be an ass about it.

[Not that he's serious about that.]

Nope. Sorry. The ointmint is good for a bit, but in case some surgery actually needs to happen, I have to keep you in a hospital bed.

[Not that he thinks he does.]

Besides, don't you want to see my handsome face when you wake up tomorrow?

Oh, well if I get to see that then I guess I'll have to stay.

[AKA breaking out in the middle of the night is a go.]

So I get to wear a paper gown after all then?

Well aren't you a sweet talker.

[He's not stupid, trust him.]

Actually, I'm gonna keep you laying in this office here. Too much movement and the ointment won't set. Then you'll actually need full on stitches down there. Hoping I can just fix it up with a few applications of the stuff.

[Which he proceeds to drop into a drawer that is quickly locked up.]

You'll be here at least one night. If you're good, I might even bring you breakfast.

[Wow rude

Shiro is less than pleased that his plan was seen through, so he's going to go with plan B: flirt shamelessly until this doctor gets uncomfortable and discharges him early. ]

Eggs and toast in bed, AND delivered by a stud? I couldn't possibly ask for more.

[Joke's on Shiro, he hasn't been flirted with in years, he's more than ready to go back.]

Maybe I'll even be wearing the paper gown. Give you a view while you enjoy breakfast.

[And he even winks.]

Ha! Matching outfits, perfect.

They'll be a lot easier to get off after breakfast too.

[He will not be outdone. ]

Who said we'd be waiting for after breakfast?

[He slides his chair closer and moves just so his knee is between those legs.]

I have such late nights in this hospital, I was thinking of coming for a late night visit.

[Just to completely block Shiro from trying to escape.]

I'll even bring booze.

[He sees right through that you shit. ]

Aaah, that sounds pretty good, I have to admit. It won't pop my stitches, right?

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So long as you don't get busy before hand, it won't.

[Call him out on it, he dares you to.]

I know it'll be hard to sit and do nothing when you look at me, but you don't want to hurt yourself.

[ Nah, he'll just silently seethe and try to work his way out of this office another way. ]

Well what am I supposed to do, with you taking your sweet time and all. Better hurry, doc, before I hurt myself.

[Trust him, he can go all night.]

Well if you hurt yourself, you'll just have my hands all over you again.

[And just so he teases and doesn't touch, he lets a finger move just over the skin.]

Now see, you're making it win-win for me.

[He'll just. Sit up a bit more so he can reach to place his hand over Gabriel's. ]

I was more hoping to spend some time with you out of the hospital.

[When he sits up, Gabriel gets right into Shiro's face now, just a breath away from the other.

How far are you willing to take it, Shiro?]

There's only so much we can do here.

[Do not question his a bit to play gay chicken, you will lose that battle.

And the answer is 'all the way', by the way. Even if it is a quick smooch, just to show how serious he is.]

I think we can arrange something, sure.

[Oh, trust and believe, he'll play right back.

He even grins after the smooch. It's been a long time since he's gotten a kiss, he's pretty relieved.]

I'll have to set aside a date night and everything for you.

It'll have to be dinner and a movie. I don't think i'll be skydiving or anything any time soon.

[He can see a demon sniffing around out of the corner of his eye, but he plays it cool and acts like nothing is wrong. ]

Netflix and chill, I think, is the term. Don't worry. I have my own subscription. And my own bed.

[Seeing as Gabriel is a doctor and not someone who can really see demons, he's not even noticing. Gay chicken is more important right now.]

Ha! That's what the kids call it nowadays, huh?

[Yeah this isn't good, the demon is poking at some of the sensitive equipment. Shiro needs to get Gabriel out of the room somehow. ]

How about you be a dear and get the rest of what I need for tonight, so I can get settled in?

All the cool hospital kids love netflix and chill while they're dying.

[But he takes the hint. Slowly he climbs off of the chair.]

Alright, get yourself into bed. I'll be back with dinner. Now, it won't be fine dining but uh...

[He walks to the door and opens it.]

Hey, maybe you won't die.

[And shuts it, leaving Shiro alone with the demon. He needs a smoke anyways.]

[Yeah no, Shiro does not get into bed. Instead, he is going to try taking care of the demon in the room, hopefully in a peaceful manner.

Spoilers: it does not work, and by the time Gabriel gets back, Shiro has another cut on his arm that has been stitched up, a bandage on part of his face, and most of the equipment in the room has been knocked over. There are also syringes embedded in the wall, as if they were thrown in with a lot of force.

Shiro himself is in bed, though, and is trying his best to act natural, despite the fact that he is sweating a bit. He may-or-may-not have been trying to clean up the mess, but dove to get into bed when he heard the door opening.]

[Gabriel is about to say something, but he opens the door and...]

...Holy fucking shit.

[He placed the tray on a clean spot on the desk, hand on his head and rubbing it.]

What the hell happened?

[His office is basically destroyed and there's only one person in the room. He looks around the room and then right to Shiro.]

The hell happened to my office?!

[Welp. This is going to get awkward.]

...ghosts?

[Start out with the truth, as unbelievable as it may sound. Then, when nobody believes it, the fake-ass lie he will come up with next will actually sound believable.]

...Y'wanna try that again with a less bullshit reason?

[Because nope, Gabriel doesn't believe a word of that which came out of your mouth. Please try again.]

Alright, alright. Some guy ran in here and tried to take my painkillers, and we had a fight.

[Still pretty crazy, but less crazy than ghosts. Which is funny, because ghosts was the truthful answer.]

...Maybe that blood loss is getting to your head.

[He's not going to question it. They'll clean up this place in the night. But he can't keep the guy here.]

Now I gotta put you someplace else. Y'happy?

[He grabs the wheelchair from the side of the room and brings it over. Least this thing survived as he gets it ready.]

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bring that Mafuyu over~ ♥

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