Open/Closed Prompts

[perfectdistance]

Who ⬤ Nero and you
What ⬤ Open and closed starters
When ⬤ September
Where ⬤ Various
Content Warnings ⬤ Sex in at least one thread


I. Substory #3 Drifter Grifter

[He looks tiredly at the list of crimes of this grifter and for a moment he wonders if Bradley's out there stealing again? He's probably stealing, but is this specifically Bradley or just some idiot he doesn't have to care about?]

Okay, so what did this guy look like? Did he even have any information or was he just dining and dashing?

[Are there, for some reason, giant windows in your bathrooms? How is this guy getting out so easily?]

II. City of Rain, before hours
[Now more than Ever Nero's grateful to have his shop. An oasis of calm in the middle of the din of Jigokuchou. Of course, the quiet rule doesn't come into effect until the shop actually opens. Sometimes it is nice to be able to talk to his employees without having to write everything down on paper.

He has been cooking a little earlier than usual, but that might be because of the new hire. Bradley? Just somebody from home. At least it's very normal for Nero not to say much about himself.

He does send out a text to everyone who works there.]

Breakfast on Friday at 10 if you want to come early.

Tell me what you want.

III. Wildcard
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[potensum]

[ he circles the counter until he's behind him, still a step or two behind, watching his hands move over the sink. ]

What are you so afraid of?

[perfectdistance]

[ What a question. What isn't he afraid of? One day he'll wake up and Brad will be gone from this world. One day he'll be so reckless and overconfident he dies. Bradley will keep not listening to him when it matters and end up dead because Nero wasn't there to save him. One day Bradley will be the one left in hell while Nero disappears.

If he lets Bradley in again and he dies, isn't that worse?

He can't make Bradley promise him anything, but he wishes he would at least stay alive. If he could hold out until Nero's contract took effect, he'd be able to breathe so much easier.

He doesn't answer, thoughts racing around too fast in his mind. ]

[potensum]

[ ...it's not fair. part of him wants to do the same thing nero did to him and just wait for him to answer, but that's cruel coming from bradley. it's not fair that it's not a two-way street, but bradley's learned to cope with it in time.

he takes another step behind him, reaching to touch the back of nero's neck, brushing his hair slightly with his fingers. ]

If you want me to be brave for both of us, just say the word.

[perfectdistance]

[ The back of his neck heats up at the touch.

Of course he wants that. Bradley is brash and confident the way Nero just isn't.

What he really wants is Bradley to listen to him. That's something he can't force him into, no matter how hard he tries. What he wants is to live with Bradley instead of for him, and for him to realize that.

It might've been centuries ago, but he still remembers all the times Bradley recklessly rushed in because Nero was there for him.

Nothing is ever simple. Not between the two of them. ]

Stop it. [ Not here, not before hours. ]

[potensum]

[ he sees the faint redness on his nape when he moves enough hair out of the way and smiles to himself. he's seen this before. he knew it would happen; he just wanted a reminder that somewhere inside this was still the same nero that was his partner for so long. ]

Why?

[ he pulls his hand back in time, taking a step back. ]

I wouldn't do anything too bad where we could get caught by kids.

[perfectdistance]

[ He's still the same Nero as he's always been. For better or for worse.

"Go ahead an be brave after hours" no he can't say that, it's too forward. He shouldn't be asking for that anyway. ]

Not at work, Brad.

[ Another time, another place. ]

[potensum]

[ he clicks his tongue, annoyed. ]

I said I wasn't gonna do anything! I really just came for my egg.

[ but now he's sulking, leaning back on the counter, but still keeping his eyes on him. ]

[perfectdistance]

[ He puts out a glass of grape juice because he won't have him drunk this early in the morning. ]

And it was a good egg.

[ And a delicious slice of bread. ]

[potensum]

[ he doesn't get drunk easily, but he did drink a little more than usual last night anyway, so he appreciates the drink. ]

Stop being so cocky.

[ i mean he likes it but stop. gulps down the juice!! ]

[perfectdistance]

Are you gonna stop me in my own restaurant?

[ He gets another pour. ]

[potensum]

Hey. You can't keep talking like that after tellin' me to not do anything.

[ he sips his refill this time instead of downing it down. if you don't want him to jump you then don't tease him!! ]

[perfectdistance]

[ Hehe.

But he'll quiet down for now, as he preps for the rest of the day. ]

[potensum]

[ he'll be a good boy for now, and he'll run his errands just as he should. it's scary for some patrons to have a big, muscular shuten just show up at their door and brashly ask if they're the person that ordered this from the quiet city of rain restaurant. almost all of them wondered if there hadn't been some mix up of sorts, but bradley delivered everything just as told.

he never had a job before but this wasn't so bad. he really felt like an underling doing jobs for a boss, and never forgot to remind the patrons (sounding inadvertently scary) to order from the city of rain again.

he comes back late at night, as he said he would, feeling very proud of himself. ]

Yo, boss! I'm back!

[perfectdistance]

[ If they wanted peace and quiet they would come directly to the restaurant. Nero has never made any guarantees about the quiet of his employees off property lines.

Some of the nicer (or more terrified) customers even tip him. ]

Welcome back, Brad. Delivered everything okay?

[ A spread of fried chicken is set out for him, with a side of sauce.

The restaurant is closed, though the lights haven't been dimmed yet. One last meal before he properly closes up shop. ]

[potensum]

[ he looks oddly pleased, sitting down in front of his plate with his legs spread open, pulling the sizzling plate of chicken towards himself. he completely forgot about the veggie sauce, but it looks so good he simply drizzles it over the chicken generously. ]

Yeah. It was kinda fun runnin' around and not using a broom.

[ he digs in immediately, ripping into a crispy, tender chicken leg. ]

This is even better than before!

[perfectdistance]

Sounds like you're enjoying your job.

[In some ways Bradley has always been the same. At least this is one way to get him to eat his vegetables. Even if it's not his entire daily helping.]

Thanks. I've been doing some experimenting.

[potensum]

[ it's more veggies than he expected to eat anytime soon, that's for sure. he takes a few more bites, looking like he's in heaven. ]

What about you? Done with work? Did you eat already?

[perfectdistance]

I'm done and I had my meal when the last customers left.

[He does pour himself a small amount of wine. He'll leave when Bradley heads out for the night.]

[potensum]

[ oh... ]

So you were just waitin' for me?

[perfectdistance]

Is that so hard to imagine?

[potensum]

...Kind of.

[ he eats the last piece of his plate, pouring the last of the sauce over it before munching away. ]

[perfectdistance]

[He sips his drink, pulling up a chair nearby.

This quiet sort of air isn't something they got a lot back home, but it's nice.]

[potensum]

[ nnnnn. nero is so close.

bradley's trying to be good underling and not get himself kicked out - that would cut into his nero time, even though it frustrates him that he can't do what he wants whenever he wants.

in a small act of defiance, he reaches for nero's drink the moment he sets it down, drinking from the same glass. ]

...Thanks for the meal.

[perfectdistance]

You could've asked for your own glass.

[He doesn't snatch it back immediately, watching him drink out of his glass. It's not the first time they've done something like this, but it's been a long time.]

[potensum]

Lay off me. This is the only kind of kiss I can give ya now, apparently.

[ an indirect kiss. because nero's a little bitch who won't accept workplace makeouts smh. ]