Leon's Day Off [ PG13 - D/Leon - PSoH - fanfic]

[feather_qwill]

Okay, here's the first of the Petshop fics I wrote in the last little while.

This one is in a bizzare style that I don't usually use. I'm not 100% certain that I like it. I blame Thomas King.

Title: Leon's Day Off
Fandom: Petshop of Horrors
Pairing: D/Leon
Rating: PG13
Words: 200
FF100: #028 - Children

Notes/Warnings: Bizzare writing style, Leon's potty mouth.




Chris was coughing and sneezing and snot was running down his face. He had a cold.

Leon stared at D; D stared at Leon. D stared at Leon with his mismatched, jewel-coloured eyes and Leon blinked. He lost the standoff.

“Fine, fine,” he said, shifting his feet and looking away. Jill wasn’t too happy to get the call, (she wasn’t his God damn messenger, and didn’t the Count look after Chris?), and D didn’t exactly smile, but his eyes, pretty, pretty jewels – no, damn it! – his fiendish drug-dealing eyes brightened and he slid gracefully onto the couch.

Leon read to Chris in the morning and brought him some of D's hot vegetable soup for lunch. When Leon went back to get some for himself, the pot was cleaned and empty. ‘Bastard!’ he thought, ‘Does he expect me to starve?’

A moment later he was holding back bile and regretting opening the refrigerator. Seriously regretting it.

“Detective?”

“Jesus, D!” Leon got a head rush from spinning too quickly.

D was carrying a tray loaded with sweets, fresh fruit, neatly cut sandwiches, and yes: two steaming bowls of soup. Leon salivated despite himself.

“Would you care to eat with me?”


~end




More coming soonish, but not today.
My D/Leon ff100 table.