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Summary:

"Norman, have you seen-"

In a white knit sweater one size too big for him and leaning against the cabinets is Norman, who just popped the last gum in Ray's favorite pack in his mouth.

He smiles, and in between chews, says: "Aren't you supposed to wait for the bus?"

"I came back for my gum."

"Oh."

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Work Text:

Ray knew he forgot something.

 

He rushes back to his shared apartment four floors up, already thinking how fast does he have to run if he wanted to catch the bus to his work that will arrive in seven minutes. What little snow on his boots melt on the carpet, drops of water marking the path he's taken. With this little mess he can already hear Norman sighing, even though the other man has been guilty of this exact thing too.

 

He hears a distant hum in the kitchenette, and allows himself a second to catch his breath. It's where he supposedly left the thing that's brought this slight inconvenience on his winter day as well, so he heads there.

 

"Norman, have you seen-"

 

In a white knit sweater one size too big for him and leaning against the cabinets is Norman, who just popped the last gum in Ray's favorite pack in his mouth.

 

He smiles, and in between chews, says: "Aren't you supposed to wait for the bus?"

 

"I came back for my gum."

 

"Oh." And another, softer "Ohhh" uttered when he realizes what he has done. Norman smiles at him, placating. "Sorry, I thought you had one more pack of these."

 

"Spent those last night."

 

"I'll buy one pack for you when I head to the grocers anyway and refill on our spices."

 

"I appreciate it, but right now..."

 

Ray strides towards him, ignoring the almost deafening pounding of his heart. He cages Norman in, hands placed on the counter. "I really, really want my gum."

 

Ray parts Norman's lips with his own, playing with the other's tongue and relishing in the soft moan that escapes him. So warm. His right hand moves to cup Norman's cheek and tug on his white hair, and in one sweep of his tongue he shifts the gum from Norman's mouth to his own. When Ray releases him from his entrapment, he finds himself liking how Norman struggles to look less flustered than minding the gum he's just stolen. The reddish tint on his ears aren’t helping his case at all.

 

Ray chews hard as he walks back to the door, but his eyes never leave Norman who puts on his half-lidded smile Ray has come to love. "I think I like this better, it tastes just like you. See you later."

Notes:

I promised norray smut to anne once but I kinda chickened out bc smut isn't really my forte (even if I have read HUNDREDS of it through the years + coupled with irl experience dhfdkjf) then I came upon the prompt for this and showed it to saph -- and then this fic was born

so anyhoe maybe I'll do another thing like this considering I like it, but no promises!

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