#oftuesti

“ ...Yeah, thanks. ” Well, at least he wasn’t the only one to end up on the totally unfair side of that thing! He’s not sure what to think about ending up on the same list as Reeve, but...at least he wasn’t alone?

Reno was flitting around the apartment getting ready. A DATE! An honest to gods date had NOT been what he was expecting from Reeve, or anyone really. Thirst fucks were common, but also low effort. But Not dates. Did Reeve have a crush? Was it a hookup date? He bites his lip looking at his closet and the medium makeup box...Reeve’s never seen him outside of work...Should he just wear the Suit from work or...dress the way he actually wants to, with lots of colors? ...Visibly Queer. Something that was a little more off-limits for Turks. Too much and he’s gonna get an earful from Veld about needing to remember the company’s image outside of work... The deciding factor was That Reeve had asked him on a date that involved reservations. And on the off chance Reeve wanted more than drawn-out foreplay and a one-night stand He decided fuck it and busted out the glam. The whole time he was getting ready his stomach was roommates with his trachea. He knows he can get in trouble for this, but that makes it all the more exhilarating. All of his hair was swooped to one side and left ‘fresh from the shower feathery soft’ instead of the aggressive spikes he wore for work. Lips stain or lip stick....He likes the idea of leaving a kiss mark on Reeve’s cheek. So he snags the lipstick. Top lip black and bottom lip plum. Nothing fancy. The eyeshadow was the easy part. More purple! He’s quick to throw on the lace undershorts, his lucky mandala pants, and the plain black shirt with the embroidered rose. Pants were tucked into boot heels and he stood in front of the mirror on the inside of his closet door, anxiety written on his face. The last time he’d been dressed up like this had been a disaster. Broken beer bottles, a bloody fight, a nasty breakup, Rude pulling glass from his face and neck for half an hour with tweezers before he could use a cure materia. Reno reminds himself Reeve doesn’t know all of those things and will likely also be nervous. Just in case he knocks on Rude’s bedroom door and waits for the man to answer.  Rude looks Reno up and down, surprised. “Going out? Better take the back way or the parking lot cams are gonna pick you up...” “Yeah I got a date tonight...Look, if my date thinks all this is stupid and ugly...Can I come back and we can go to the arcade so I don’t have to be fancy and mopey at the same time? I’ll pay for your tickets and pizza.” “If he thinks you’re ugly he’s not worth it. Add bumper cars and you got a deal. I got no plans tonight and my day off is tomorrow.” “Deal! You’re the best Rude! If I’m not back by 10 don’t stay up!” Reno made his way to the window and climbed out the fire escape. Half an hour later when he found Reeve he had to pause and nibble his lip.  Even in the boot heels, it was easy work to sneak up on Reeve and lace his fingers together with the Executives hands, surprising him with a kiss to the cheek. His stomach is still in his throat, doing flip flops. Veld is going to have his ass on a grill but right at the moment, Reno just wants to be colorful and enjoy a nice date. “Hi handsome!”

            『 ❝ this is a tragedy and we demand justice. ❞ 』 hey Reeve, wanna team up?

And LOL that’s a huge mood!

Besides, he finds the litany of feline prototypes that Reeve has in his repertoire intriguing and so unlike the inelegant war machines used against Wutai.

"...Wait...are you a talking cat?" she squinted looking over at him.

"Hand me that wrench, will ya?”