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mad_madam_m) wrote2019-12-15 04:04 pm
mad_madam_m) wrote2019-12-15 04:04 pm
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Tiger & Bunny Fic - Home Is Where the Heart Is, Chapter Eight
Chapter Title: In Which There Is an Interrogation
Fandom: Tiger & Bunny
Pairing: Barnaby/Kotetsu
Rating: T
Word Count: 4047
Excerpt: Although getting the frame up was a huge milestone, the work was still nowhere near finished. Barnaby was getting up just after dawn every morning and going to bed near midnight every night. When he wasn't outside helping with construction on the wing, he was in his office, responding to letters and sending off payments when he couldn't plead his way into a delay. There was still more money going out than there was coming in. He hoped the beginning of the month would help with that; otherwise he was going to need to get creative.
On the bright side—if there could be a bright side to all this mess—the townspeople seemed to be happy about the adjustment in the rents, judging by the number of eggs, vegetables, and yarn Barnaby now found himself the recipient of. Three days after he'd given her the house, Mrs. Penny had left an entire basket of jams and jellies with Samantha by way of thanks. At least he was saving a bit of money on food, when all was said and done.
Barnaby found he much preferred the physicality of construction than he did the paperwork in his office. Yes, it meant he spent most of the day sore and sweaty and sunburned, and he was beyond exhausted when he collapsed into bed at night, but he could see progress. He felt like he'd done something. The same couldn't be said of dealing with paperwork, no matter how important he knew it was.
It also did not hurt that spending time working on the north wing meant spending time with Kaburagi. Barnaby was self-aware enough to recognize his attraction, even though he had no intention of doing anything about it, and it was both a blessing and a curse to have Kaburagi around as much as he was. A blessing, because the man was a hard worker and knew what he was doing, and without him, Barnaby knew this project wouldn't be half as far along as it was, if it would have even ever started at all. And a curse, because Kaburagi could be astoundingly annoying. He absolutely lived to needle Barnaby whenever he got the chance, and Barnaby could not stop himself from snapping back every time. Not that it ever appeared to bother Kaburagi when he did; in fact, he usually grinned in response.
And oh, that grin was dangerous. Broad and open and honest, it always made Barnaby's heart beat faster, hooking into his chest and drawing him closer. He liked seeing it, more than he should.
Read it on AO3.
Fandom: Tiger & Bunny
Pairing: Barnaby/Kotetsu
Rating: T
Word Count: 4047
Excerpt: Although getting the frame up was a huge milestone, the work was still nowhere near finished. Barnaby was getting up just after dawn every morning and going to bed near midnight every night. When he wasn't outside helping with construction on the wing, he was in his office, responding to letters and sending off payments when he couldn't plead his way into a delay. There was still more money going out than there was coming in. He hoped the beginning of the month would help with that; otherwise he was going to need to get creative.
On the bright side—if there could be a bright side to all this mess—the townspeople seemed to be happy about the adjustment in the rents, judging by the number of eggs, vegetables, and yarn Barnaby now found himself the recipient of. Three days after he'd given her the house, Mrs. Penny had left an entire basket of jams and jellies with Samantha by way of thanks. At least he was saving a bit of money on food, when all was said and done.
Barnaby found he much preferred the physicality of construction than he did the paperwork in his office. Yes, it meant he spent most of the day sore and sweaty and sunburned, and he was beyond exhausted when he collapsed into bed at night, but he could see progress. He felt like he'd done something. The same couldn't be said of dealing with paperwork, no matter how important he knew it was.
It also did not hurt that spending time working on the north wing meant spending time with Kaburagi. Barnaby was self-aware enough to recognize his attraction, even though he had no intention of doing anything about it, and it was both a blessing and a curse to have Kaburagi around as much as he was. A blessing, because the man was a hard worker and knew what he was doing, and without him, Barnaby knew this project wouldn't be half as far along as it was, if it would have even ever started at all. And a curse, because Kaburagi could be astoundingly annoying. He absolutely lived to needle Barnaby whenever he got the chance, and Barnaby could not stop himself from snapping back every time. Not that it ever appeared to bother Kaburagi when he did; in fact, he usually grinned in response.
And oh, that grin was dangerous. Broad and open and honest, it always made Barnaby's heart beat faster, hooking into his chest and drawing him closer. He liked seeing it, more than he should.
Read it on AO3.