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aggressivehasana · 6 years

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Starry Night

Fandom: Aggretsuko/Aggressive Retsuko

Characters: Haida, Retsuko, Fenneko, Ookami, Tsunoda, Ton, Resasuke

Relationship: Haida/Ookami

Summary: AU where Retsuko didn’t break up with Resasuke and Haida is dealing with that.

Warnings: None

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CHAPTER 06

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Words: 1,812

Betaed by: @pomp-adourable

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Needless to say, it had been gross to see, and even worse, to smell what he could only assume were his own fluids on the maned wolf’s clothes. He felt terribly bad for him, especially about how big the freaking stain was, and he swore to himself that if that thing wouldn’t come off, he would personally buy the wolf three new shirts and three pairs of pants to compensate. And even then… he wasn’t sure he’d be able to look at him in the eye again.

Sighing deeply, he flopped down heavily on one of the benches between the washing machines. The second load of clothes, this time of light colors, was starting its first wash cycle, while the first load of white clothes was tumbling wildly inside the dryer. He glanced at the still-waiting load of dark clothes in the basket next to him, and he groaned impatiently, hunching over to rest his elbows on his knees and his chin in one of his hands.

Truth be told, sitting in a hot and steamy laundry room for a couple of hours, especially after dealing with a killer hangover, wasn’t ideal. He hated doing laundry. He would usually wait until he’d run out of clean underwear before finally do something about his lack-of-clean-clothes situation. But thankfully, that didn’t seem to be the case with Ookami, since his bunch of clothes were hardly enough to fill a medium load. He had only chosen the longest cycle in hopes that it would help remove the stains.

His eyelids fluttered slowly as he stared blankly at the shaky machine in front of him. Despite seeming lost in his own thoughts, he was mindful of his surroundings. He was well aware of the big, hunky tiger cursing repeatedly behind his back, apparently because his white shirts were now tinted blue, for he had washed them along with his jeans; and the old koala lady next to him, trying to school him about washing light clothes and dark clothes separately. He was also aware of the young female hare with earphones using the third machine to his right, and how she was constantly glancing at him while humming and tapping her foot to the rhythm of her music, as she kept unnecessarily holding up her panties and stretching them in front of her face before placing them in the washer. What a pain. He was feeling, and probably looking, at his worst. He really didn’t feel like being anyone’s center of attention.

When the young hare finished loading the machine, she practically slammed the lid shut, making it start its washing cycle as she approached to sit next to him, a little too close for his taste. He was starting to consider taking a trip to the convenience store, but before he could even move a muscle, the girl took off her earphones and turned to him.

“I’ve never seen you before!” she commented in an overly enthusiastic, curious tone, tilting her head a bit while crossing her legs. “Are you new around here?”

He sighed softly, letting his eyes rest closed for a bit before opening them and looking at her.

“Not really,” he limited himself to say. He really didn’t feel like engaging in this conversation.

“Then?” she pressed on, smiling at him widely with big, sparkly eyes. She was probably attempting to look cute for him, but it didn’t work out that well, for instead, it made him feel a little nauseous.

“I’m visiting a friend,” he replied, returning his gaze to the machine in front of him, and out of the corner of his eye he noticed her scooting closer.

“Which friend? Do they live in the building? Maybe I know them!”

What a pain.

“Ookami. From apartment 2B.”

“Oh, I do know him!” she yelped excitedly, clapping her hands together. “He is really cute! So you’re a friend of his?”

“Yeah…” he replied unsurely. Were they really? They would hang out around the office from time to time, but did that make them friends? Especially with what happened the night before… “Something like that, I guess. I don’t know,” he added, and he heard her snort before bursting out laughing.

“What is that supposed to mean?” she asked mockingly, leaning forward to try to catch his eye. “Did you guys have a fight? Oh! Or perhaps…” she gasped at her own thought. “Don’t tell me you guys are, like…” she raised a hand, forming a “V” with her index and middle fingers before crossing them together.

Haida caught the drift and his eye twitched. He was getting tired of this.

“No,” he said gruffly, unable to help shooting a glare at her. “We’re co-workers.”

“Oh, thank God!” she exclaimed, once again in an over exaggerated tone, raising her hand to her chest and breathing a fake sigh of relief. “It would’ve been a shame; you guys are too cute for that!”

That was it. He’d had enough.

“Well then, maybe I could have both of your num-“

“Excuse me,” he interrupted her, standing up and walking fast to the exit door. The little bell at the top of the door rang as he made his way out without looking back, and he was greeted with the embracing heat of a summer afternoon. It was almost August after all.

As he slowly cruised the aisles of the convenience store across the street, his mind kept going over the conversation he just had with the hare girl. It had left him with a really bad after taste. First of all, he couldn’t help thinking that she reminded him of Tsunoda, and some of the other nosy ladies in the company. If there was one thing he’d learned during his five years of working with people like that, it was to stay as far away from them as possible, before he became a topic for gossip. He didn’t like people snooping in his personal life, much less a stranger. It hadn’t been the implication of him and Ookami having something going on, it was just how bloody invasive that girl had been. Inappropriate! And to think she wanted both his and Ookami’s numbers. Hell, she could be cute, she could be curvy and all, but she was still no match for Retsuko!

…

He stopped his train of thought as soon as she popped in his head.

Retsuko…

He froze for a few seconds while staring blankly at one of the shelves. All the commotion from that afternoon had kept him from thinking about her, but now that she was on his mind…

He’d just realized he hadn’t seen her all day. Well, it was probably for the best, he knew that much. But even though a part of him was aware that hearing from her would only cause him grief, another part kind of wanted to know how the date had gone. Maybe… Maybe they’d had a huge fight and broke up…

No, no. He had to push those thoughts away. Even if it was hurting him, even if he thought the little idiot wasn’t good enough for Retsuko… She was happy. And he had to be happy for her... Right?

He slid his hand into the pocket of his borrowed sweatpants, pulling out his cellphone and looking at the time before sliding his finger over the lock screen. It was 3:54 pm. For a moment he considered calling her, but maybe she wouldn’t be able to pick up, so perhaps … a text? He pressed on the green icon of WeChat and waited for the app to open before selecting Retsuko’s name. Then he started to type:

“Hey Retsuko! Too bad we couldn’t meet today, but I think I’ll be back tomorrow. Hope you didn’t miss me too much!”

He erased that last part.

“Hey Retsuko! Too bad we couldn’t meet today, but I think I’ll be back tomorrow…”

He paused for a bit, re-reading his own sentence a couple of times, and wondering what to say next. Where was he even going with this?

“Hey Retsuko! Too bad we couldn’t meet today, but I think I’ll be back tomorrow. Anyway, I meant to ask how your date had gone? I hope it went fine! Not that I was wondering if it had been otherwise, but…”

He erased that last part again and shook his head.

“Hey Retsuko! Too bad we couldn’t meet today, but I think I’ll be back tomorrow. Anyway, I meant to ask how your date had gone? I hope it went fine! Because you deserve to be happy!”

No, no, no, what was he doing?

“Hey Retsuko! Too bad we couldn’t meet today, but I think I’ll be back tomorrow. Anyway, I meant to ask how your date had gone? I hope it went fine!”

…Then what?

He stared at his own text again, and after a few long seconds he sighed, pressing the backspace to erase everything he had written and he turned off his screen. He slid his phone back in his pocket and took his hands to rub his face.

He was pathetic. Oh God, he was so pathetic.

He pressed his fingertips against his eyes before lowering his hands to his cheeks, only enough to set his gaze at an undefined spot. Just as he was mentally berating himself to stop thinking about her, he noticed that what he had before him on the shelves, were several packs of different flavored instant miso soups. There it was, the distraction he needed. He removed his hands from his face, his mind instantly jumping to the miso soup he had had earlier at Ookami’s apartment. That had been nice of the maned wolf, to share some of it with him, but now he was feeling bad, for not only had he given the younger male a really tough time, he also ate his food. Before touching it, the pot of miso soup had enough for maybe two plates, but after serving himself some, only about half a plate had been left. Maybe he overdid it a bit, with how freaking hungry he had been.

So he furrowed his eyebrows and reached out to grab one of the packs, the Green Onion flavored one. Yeah, he could do that. He could compensate Ookami for all the trouble he had caused by cooking him some dinner. It would also help keep his mind off Retsuko, or the hare girl, or anything else, really. It was settled then.

He took his time carefully picking up more items to serve at the table, along with a couple of sodas and desserts. He then walked up to the cashier, checked out, and then made his way back to the Laundery with the grocery bags in hand. He had to finish his previous duty before he could head back to Ookami’s apartment.

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