*ﾟAll I Wanted *ﾟ

  “I should become your personal part time superhero,” he replied with a wink on his face as he gave the male a quick kiss before walking in. Leo looked around for a moment and placed the plate of cookies down. “I made you sugar cookies,” he answered smiling. “Am here to distract you and help you relax. Plus a beer will be great.”

“I wouldn’t be able to afford you a salary.” Robin was a tad struck by the kiss, Leo’s easy affection always taking him by a surprise. “I say, stay with baking and only being my hero on occasion. It’s more charity work that way.” He made his way to the plate of cookies. “Shit has been non-stop since the move, a distraction is much appreciated.” He shoved a cookie in his mouth and grabbed another one before moving to the fridge. Robin finished the first cookie by the time he opened the beers and was now on the second one. “Your baking never  ceases to impress me, Leo.”

He smiled at the other and looked over at the other. “Exactly. And if you’re happy, what else could I ask for?” Uri listened to the other and raised his eyebrows. “Recommendations… I suppose that depends on how sweet you like you drinks? Because they have everything from black coffee to some weird pink drinks that takes like unicorn vomit.”

"That’s a pretty good philosophy, might try to incorporate that in my life.” Robin hummed in thought. He wondered if the other was typically optimistic, but kept the question to himself. “I’ve heard all about the pink drink -  I don’t think it’s for me.” The drink in question was his daughter’s obsession, but Robin refused to take the plunge. Nothing natural was that pink. “What’s your go to drink?”

“It’s like Bizarro World in this city sometimes. No worries. It happens to the best of us.” He couldn’t help the chuckle and grinned at the other man.  “I don’t mind at all. Show’s all done, and the schedule is clear for the rest of the day. So, do you want somewhere that also has good pastries–or are you a strictly coffee sort of guy?”

“Shows all done?” Robin repeated. The man’s voice was awfully familiar. “If you don’t mind, I’d really appreciate the help. I’d be in your debt, man.” At the question, he scratched his chin. “Hm, you’ve piqued my interest with pastries. Let’s go with pastries. I’ve got a dangerous sweet tooth, so you’re speaking my language.” 

‘’It’s all good man…’’ He chuckled, usually August was the one running into people and shoulder checking people..so this was new someone did it to him.  ‘’ Its cool, figured you were just in a hurry.’’  Gus offered him back a small smile.  August blinked…’’ Um yeah actually I do know a place and it’s cool..it’s good to support local businesses around here.’’

“Ah, thanks for understanding. I’ll slow down next time.” Relief washed over him, he was lucky the other didn’t fall. “Oh, great! What’s it called? Definitely, I work at a local business as a mechanic, so I want to shop local and get that sort of energy in return. Plus, I find local coffee shops have better drinks than mega corporates.” There was a shrug at the end of his sentence. 

“Yeah, it’s not a problem. I completely understand how you feel though. Sometimes being in a law office is stressful enough.” Elison said, sending the other man a sympathetic smile. He new that they were one of the firm’s clients and that’s about it. “I am. It’s okay– not so bad most of the time. The office was just having a bad day and you happened to catch the tail of it.” The explanation he gave was an oversimplification but it was all that he could say. “No problem. It just seemed like you really needed it.”

“I’m rarely in there and can barely stand it.” Robin took another drag of his cigarette. “Pretty big difference between employee and customer, though. Do you get a discount for legal help since you work there?” It was a stupid question, but a distraction at any rate. “I don’t blame the office for my shit day, I know you’re all doing your job. It’s all about finances and my ex. What a nightmare.” He rubbed his eyes with his free hand and sighed. “Good eye, I definitely did.” 

Gage raised his eyebrows as some huge guy, practically completely muscle, brushed past him, clearly trying to squeeze past him, and Gage didn’t exactly hate the experience. “It’s fine, really,” he replied as the other offered his apologies, and Gage was expecting that to be it, but the man stopped and asked him about the local coffee shops. “Then you need someone to show you around town and introduce you to all the best spots. Maybe someone super handsome who’s lived in town all of his life and is free to show you around whenever you want?”

Robin raised an eyebrow at the other, the smile on his lips good-natured. He could always appreciate someone with confidence, on top of being helpful. “Is that an offer? I see the super handsome part, but I don’t actually know if you’ve lived here your whole life or if you’re free to show me around. If not, let me know who the other guy is.” Robin teased. “I could use the help, if you don’t mind.” 

“It’s fine—don’t worry about it. No harm done, yeah?” The other clearly felt a little bad about it to be apologizing, so Danny figured they’d leave it at that. “Maybe a little lame,” Danny teased. “But if you’re offering, why not?” It seemed rude to turn down the other’s offer, and hey, who didn’t like a free cup of coffee? “Danny, by the way.” He extended his hand towards the other.

“I can accept being a little lame,” Robin chuckled. He shook Danny’s hand and smiled. “Robin Bianchi, mechanic and professional body-checker.” He tacked the joke on the end, a smile on his lips. “Do you want local coffee or starbucks? My treat either way.”

Daichi stifled a chuckle. “I know what a latte is. I just don’t drink it,” he corrected the misunderstanding–they happened often in English and he was too used to it by now. “But they have tea, yes. That is what I would drink.” He lowered his suitcase back to the ground once they’d finished the descent and grabbed the handle to roll it along. “Robin,” he repeated the name to commit it to memory, raising his face to look up at the considerably taller man. “Nice to meet you. I’m Daichi.” He bowed his head just a tad bit out of politeness. “Cafe is just a few block this way. There always people doing study or work on computers. If you need nice place to work, it is good,” he explained as he lead the way.

“Right, I’m an idiot.” Robin blanched, shaking his head at his own mistake. “I’m sorry for the misunderstanding.” Why wouldn’t the other know what a latte was? Today was nothing but embarrassments for him. “If they have black tea, I’m set. I just need the caffeine.” He smiled at Daichi. “It’s nice to meet you, too. Even with the weird circumstances.” Robin wouldn’t need a place to work or study, but the explanation offered what the sort of ambiance the cafe had. “It sounds nice, thank you again for taking me there.” 

Arthur chuckled lightly at the other man’s frustration, he seemed really mad about the price of a tent, maybe it wasn’t the right time for Arthur to explain that there were safety measures about camping that would cost even more than that. “Well, tents are always expensive, Rob, and in fact this one looks like it could fit two people, but look at us, I’m quite big and you’re larger than a car, for us this tent would look pocket edition.” He shrugged, starting to check other pages of the magazine Robin had it. “Look, for us, if we buy a tent, It has to be something like this, a 600 bucks tent for three to four people.” He nodded and looked at the man’s face just to see what kind of reaction he would have. “But don’t worry, we don’t need tents, sleeping under the stars is a great thing, but not without these 100bucks sleeping bags, it’s gonna be bloody cold up there mate.”

“Larger than a car?” Robin huffed, his arms crossed. “Maybe a smart car, but everyone is bigger than a smart car.” His facade dropped a moment later, cracked by the smile on his face. “If we tried to both fit in that tent, we’d have to koala up and have someone wrap on someone else’s back.” He leaned over, looking at the other tent. “That tent might work. Does it have to be so orange, though?” Now he was being nit-picky. Robin sighed, long and drawn out. “Back in my day, we just suffered while we camped. Now, I’m suppose to enjoy it? Ridiculous.” He scoffed at the suggestion. “You’re telling me my thirty dollar sleeping bag, Ol’ Reliable, needs an upgrade? It’s only too short and has a jammed zipper, it’s not all bad.” Robin looked at the different styles on the glossy page. “Oh, that one says it’s for taller campers. Not bad.”

“Anytime there, Robin.” He smiled softly at the other man. Truth be told, this guy was a big teddy bear in Jesse’s eyes and he liked that about him. He was just very sweet and knew how to light up a room. “I’d like to join you for a drink, yeah.” He smiled softly. “You’re definitely right. I know i’d like to see more of you outside work.” He nodded his head, pretty sure he was flirting back.

“Great! You said walk, yeah? I’m ready if you are.” Robin opened the front door, allowing Jesse to exit first. “I’m still moving into my new place, but you’re welcome to come over whenever... I’m usually hanging out at the bar after work, if that works better for you.” He was quick to add, face warm after inviting Jesse over without a second thought. Robin changed the subject. “I didn’t realize how much stuff I have until I started to unbox it. ‘Think I’m going to rent a truck so I can a lot of it back up to donate. Con of having a motorcycle, not great for lugging things around.” Robin held his tongue, not adding the part where his ex took his truck in the divorce.