Adapt [Gift]
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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: Tao thinks M-21 should give Kentas a gift.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 704
Total word count: 18,435
Status: Work in progress
“Hey, M, catch!”
M-21 caught the bag without looking, lifting an eyebrow as Tao plopped down next to him on the sofa.
He peered into the bag and then rolled his eyes with a soft groan. “Really?”
“Whaaat?” Tao said, reaching in and scooping out the wolf toy.
That was holding a burger.
“Really?”
Tao laughed. “What do ya think?”
“You keep it,” M-21 said, pushing the bag towards Tao.
Tao’s tongue flashed out. “Who said it was for you? It’ll remind Kentas of you when he’s away.”
M-21 snorted, still holding the bag out. “Where’s he going to keep it? He doesn’t have pockets.” And Kentas wandered around wherever he felt like: he didn’t have anywhere to put it.
“Oooh?” Tao leaned in, wagging his eyebrows. “You know his clothes don’t have pockets?”
M-21 dropped the bag over Tao’s head, who just laughed in reply. “It’s because he sometimes hands me stuff to carry after a spar.” He huffed. “Then he forgets to take them back.”
Tao didn’t say anything, his eyes wide and his lips parted. “M,” he said, his voice hushed, and M-21 frowned. Why had he changed so quickly?
“M, please don’t tell me Kentas’ been giving you gifts all this time and you didn’t notice?”
“He hasn’t been giving me gifts,” M-21 said, shaking his head. “It’s just been bits he finds around.”
“Liiiike?”
“Like a piece of the tree he used-” Wait. Shit. “-to hit me in the face with…” Was that…
Tao’s eyes went wider before he leaned in, a huge grin spread across his face. “Sooo like something to remember an awesome fight with? You remembered where it was from.”
“Yeah,” M-21 admitted, “but only because it still had my blood on it.” He’d been weirded out so it had stuck in his memory. But now… Had Kentas chosen that specifically because it had his blood on it?
Tao burst into snickers. “Okay, okay,” he said, stuffing the wolf toy back into the bag, “but you’ve kept the gifts, right?”
“Yeah…” So Kentas could collect them later, and he was glad he hadn’t thrown them away now.
“Good!” Tao peered in the bag like he was checking the toy was still there, and then hopped to his feet. “Since I don’t think this is a gift Kentas’ll like and you didn’t want it, I’ll keep it.” He bounced away, sticking his tongue out.
…Hm. If Kentas had been giving him gifts all this time…
He should give something back too.
* * *
M-21 slumped against the remains of the tree stump, sucking in as much air as he could. That had been a good spar, even he could tell that. He and Kentas had exchanged more hits this time around.
Kentas had sprawled out across the ground, a continual growl coming from him. It was one M-21 recognised he did when he was content, like a hum.
M-21 studied the area around them, the churned earth and remnants of rocks and trees. What stuck out the most?
There. There was a pile of rocks that he’d cracked Kentas’ head on with a punch.
With a huff he stood up, making his way over. He sifted through them, finding a couple that had droplets of blood splattered over them. He picked the biggest one that was the length of his hand and carried it to Kentas.
He crouched down next to Kentas. “Hey.” When Kentas looked up at him, blinking, he held the stone across both his palms, fingers curled around it, like Kentas had presented his gifts. “Here.”
Kentas’ eyes went wide and Kentas plucked the stone from M-21’s hands. Before M-21 could react, he was tackled, Kentas laughing.
He’d done the right thing then. M-21 smiled, returning the hug.
After Kentas pulled away, Kentas inspected the stone, turning it over to see it at all angles. “I hit my head off this, didn’t I?”
“Yeah.”
Kentas beamed, nodding. He walked over to his top, flipping to the inside of the cape and-
Slotted the stone into a pocket.
Well, fuck.
Kentas looked over at M-21’s short laugh. “Hm?”
He shook his head. “It’s nothing.” So he’d been wrong about everything.
M-21 didn’t mind that.
Inspired by this conversation.
Summary: Tao thinks M-21 should give Kentas a gift.
Rating: G
Genre: General
Word count: 704
Total word count: 18,435
Status: Work in progress
“Hey, M, catch!”
M-21 caught the bag without looking, lifting an eyebrow as Tao plopped down next to him on the sofa.
He peered into the bag and then rolled his eyes with a soft groan. “Really?”
“Whaaat?” Tao said, reaching in and scooping out the wolf toy.
That was holding a burger.
“Really?”
Tao laughed. “What do ya think?”
“You keep it,” M-21 said, pushing the bag towards Tao.
Tao’s tongue flashed out. “Who said it was for you? It’ll remind Kentas of you when he’s away.”
M-21 snorted, still holding the bag out. “Where’s he going to keep it? He doesn’t have pockets.” And Kentas wandered around wherever he felt like: he didn’t have anywhere to put it.
“Oooh?” Tao leaned in, wagging his eyebrows. “You know his clothes don’t have pockets?”
M-21 dropped the bag over Tao’s head, who just laughed in reply. “It’s because he sometimes hands me stuff to carry after a spar.” He huffed. “Then he forgets to take them back.”
Tao didn’t say anything, his eyes wide and his lips parted. “M,” he said, his voice hushed, and M-21 frowned. Why had he changed so quickly?
“M, please don’t tell me Kentas’ been giving you gifts all this time and you didn’t notice?”
“He hasn’t been giving me gifts,” M-21 said, shaking his head. “It’s just been bits he finds around.”
“Liiiike?”
“Like a piece of the tree he used-” Wait. Shit. “-to hit me in the face with…” Was that…
Tao’s eyes went wider before he leaned in, a huge grin spread across his face. “Sooo like something to remember an awesome fight with? You remembered where it was from.”
“Yeah,” M-21 admitted, “but only because it still had my blood on it.” He’d been weirded out so it had stuck in his memory. But now… Had Kentas chosen that specifically because it had his blood on it?
Tao burst into snickers. “Okay, okay,” he said, stuffing the wolf toy back into the bag, “but you’ve kept the gifts, right?”
“Yeah…” So Kentas could collect them later, and he was glad he hadn’t thrown them away now.
“Good!” Tao peered in the bag like he was checking the toy was still there, and then hopped to his feet. “Since I don’t think this is a gift Kentas’ll like and you didn’t want it, I’ll keep it.” He bounced away, sticking his tongue out.
…Hm. If Kentas had been giving him gifts all this time…
He should give something back too.
M-21 slumped against the remains of the tree stump, sucking in as much air as he could. That had been a good spar, even he could tell that. He and Kentas had exchanged more hits this time around.
Kentas had sprawled out across the ground, a continual growl coming from him. It was one M-21 recognised he did when he was content, like a hum.
M-21 studied the area around them, the churned earth and remnants of rocks and trees. What stuck out the most?
There. There was a pile of rocks that he’d cracked Kentas’ head on with a punch.
With a huff he stood up, making his way over. He sifted through them, finding a couple that had droplets of blood splattered over them. He picked the biggest one that was the length of his hand and carried it to Kentas.
He crouched down next to Kentas. “Hey.” When Kentas looked up at him, blinking, he held the stone across both his palms, fingers curled around it, like Kentas had presented his gifts. “Here.”
Kentas’ eyes went wide and Kentas plucked the stone from M-21’s hands. Before M-21 could react, he was tackled, Kentas laughing.
He’d done the right thing then. M-21 smiled, returning the hug.
After Kentas pulled away, Kentas inspected the stone, turning it over to see it at all angles. “I hit my head off this, didn’t I?”
“Yeah.”
Kentas beamed, nodding. He walked over to his top, flipping to the inside of the cape and-
Slotted the stone into a pocket.
Well, fuck.
Kentas looked over at M-21’s short laugh. “Hm?”
He shook his head. “It’s nothing.” So he’d been wrong about everything.
M-21 didn’t mind that.
Inspired by this conversation.