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Fandom: Noblesse
Summary: When Takeo neared Tao and his words were completely unintelligible, Takeo wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.
Rating: G
Contains: Nothing.
Notes: For the prompt 'any, any, speaking in tongues'
Genre: Friendship
Word count: 212
Status: Complete
Tao tapping away at his pocket computer wasn't an unusual sight. Tao muttering under his breath with a concentrated expression on his face was normal too. But when Takeo neared Tao and the words continued to stay unintelligible, Takeo wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.
Tao leaned back and tilted his head at Takeo. A stream of words fell from his lips and Takeo didn't recognise a single one. It sounded harsher than Korean, more guttural and less flowing.
Takeo eyed him for a second while Tao continued to look at him expectantly. That look was a little too familiar, used when Tao was waiting for a reaction to his teasing.
"…Learning a new language?"
"Yep!"
Figured.
"I could tea-"
"No!" Takeo practically shouted as soon as he realised what Tao was suggesting, his ears burning. "Once was enough!"
"And look at how fluent you are now!"
Yes, fluent, but he had also used words that he'd had no intention or idea he was using!
"I won't tell you the wrong translations this time," Tao promised.
"This time?" Takeo repeated, eyebrows raised.
Takeo didn't bother to explain why Tao was howling with laughter when M-21 came into the room to investigate the noise; that was normal for Tao too.
Summary: When Takeo neared Tao and his words were completely unintelligible, Takeo wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.
Rating: G
Contains: Nothing.
Notes: For the prompt 'any, any, speaking in tongues'
Genre: Friendship
Word count: 212
Status: Complete
Tao tapping away at his pocket computer wasn't an unusual sight. Tao muttering under his breath with a concentrated expression on his face was normal too. But when Takeo neared Tao and the words continued to stay unintelligible, Takeo wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.
Tao leaned back and tilted his head at Takeo. A stream of words fell from his lips and Takeo didn't recognise a single one. It sounded harsher than Korean, more guttural and less flowing.
Takeo eyed him for a second while Tao continued to look at him expectantly. That look was a little too familiar, used when Tao was waiting for a reaction to his teasing.
"…Learning a new language?"
"Yep!"
Figured.
"I could tea-"
"No!" Takeo practically shouted as soon as he realised what Tao was suggesting, his ears burning. "Once was enough!"
"And look at how fluent you are now!"
Yes, fluent, but he had also used words that he'd had no intention or idea he was using!
"I won't tell you the wrong translations this time," Tao promised.
"This time?" Takeo repeated, eyebrows raised.
Takeo didn't bother to explain why Tao was howling with laughter when M-21 came into the room to investigate the noise; that was normal for Tao too.