Perceptions | By : dreamingvision Category: +. to F > FAKE Views: 1034 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ryo was not ordinarily a touchy, feely type of person. His personal space was his personal space and woe to the one who tried to invade it. Everyone knew when to slap to the sandy-haired detective on the back and when to give him a wide berth.
Except when it came to Dee, their co-workers noted. Dee could pounce on him, lean over his shoulder, and plant a sloppy one on him whenever the mood struck the green-eyed man. Why, no one could ever truly understand, and most dismissed it as Ryo being Ryo and that it was because Ryo was totally in love with Dee. Everyone knew the quiet, mild-mannered detective had punched Commissioner Rose (twice) when he had tried making advances on the sandy-haired man. The first time was rumour only, though when it reached Dee, he laughed about it. The second time there were no doubts.
It happened when everyone had gone to the bar one night, and the moment Rose touched Ryo on the shoulder. Dee had given Ryo a wide berth all day, and everyone understood his reasons for doing so. Ryo, most often mild-mannered and quiet-spoken, was not quite so mild-mannered that day and had taken to snapping at everyone. Dee seemed exempt, as usual, but then Dee knew what was bothering Ryo. As such, he only touched Ryo when he felt he would not have his head snapped off for doing so. How he knew when to do that, one could only guess. To everyone involved, Ryo sent the signals to Dee and Dee alone, whatever the indications were. They immediately took to following Dee's example for the rest of the day so they would not become the subject of Ryo's wrath.
Rose, on the other hand, had no such luck in learning when he could and could not approach Ryo. Try as he might (and everyone knew), his dreams of bedding the sandy-haired detective were simply that: dreams. Still, he seemed determined to continue his efforts of at least getting Ryo into his bed and driving a wedge between Dee and the sandy-haired detective. The evening in question had been no exception.
Except for when his hand came to rest on Ryo's shoulder. Before anyone could blink or even have a chance to realize what was going on, Ryo whirled around, his hand balled into a fist. The Commissioner stumbled backwards, his head tilting back in the process. No one said a word. No one dared to even breathe, really. Even Dee stared in shock at his partner and kept more than a respectful distance from Ryo.
"Do not," Ryo said, a finger pointed at the Commissioner, "touch me ever again."
To everyone's knowledge, Rose never did.
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