{040} Wine and Dine
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The Devil in me
Ohno/Nino, PG (Good Omens AU)
In Storms with you, part 2
Also in AO3
“We’re not giving him a lift, come on, Oh-chan –“ he grumbled, getting out of the car at the same time the angel did. They clearly have other things to take care of – far better things, to be precise – but as expected, Ohno just couldn’t stand the thought of leaving the person behind without making sure they were okay.
“No, Nino. What if he’s hurt?”
Nino insisted they should go, but the angel simply ignored him in favor of checking out the man groaning pitifully on his back by the side of the road.
“Come on, he looks perfectly fine to me, let’s go,” he pressed, to Ohno’s back. The angel turned and gave him this look that perfectly said he disliked Nino’s attitude and Nino opted on rolling his eyes back at the angel in answer.
“Hey, are you okay?” Ohno asked, helping the man to his feet. It didn’t escape Nino that the angel had subtly performed a miracle, healing the man’s broken wrist before he stood down to help the man up. “Can you stand?”
“Ugh,” the man groaned; Nino scowled, sizing the man up as Ohno put his arms around him to guide him towards the car. “My hand – uh,” the man said, frowned as he flexed said hand finding it perfectly alright. Nino shook his head.
“Still in one piece, I see,” he snorted, eyes narrowing at the sight of the angel’s arm branded around the stupid man’s waist. “Guess your legs are working perfectly fine too?” he added, sourly.
“Nino, stop it,” Ohno muttered, in slight distaste, obviously because of Nino’s attitude. “Can’t you see he’s having trouble walking? So we’re taking him home.”
“Angel, you’re not seriously –“
“Oh, but I am,” Ohno insisted, pouting royally back at him as he helped the man to the backseat. Nino supposed he could leave them both here, let the angel do his good deeds and be done with it, but the thought of Ohno’s charming pout and adorable faces at Nino’s demonic antics simply did it for him. He changed his mind as soon as he saw Ohno’s frown, and if that wasn’t something that should worry him out of his wits, he didn’t know what else would.
Satan forbid, but he was sure as hell he was falling. And he was falling hard, damn it.
“And you’re going to let me because this is all your fault. If you were driving carefully like I told you to, this wouldn’t have happened!” Ohno chastened him, even though his voice still sounded somewhat sweet and he looked not even the least bit scary.
Nino felt like touching his face to squeeze his cheeks. Or kissing him. Both were simply tempting but he held himself.
He sighed. Unfortunately, he couldn’t think about that now knowing he had a job to do. And it involved, first and foremost, saving his and the angel’s asses before that stupid kid triggered Armageddon.
“Fine, fine, Angel; just get in and stop pouting!”
Ohno/Nino, PG (Good Omens AU)
In Storms with you, part 2
Also in AO3
“We’re not giving him a lift, come on, Oh-chan –“ he grumbled, getting out of the car at the same time the angel did. They clearly have other things to take care of – far better things, to be precise – but as expected, Ohno just couldn’t stand the thought of leaving the person behind without making sure they were okay.
“No, Nino. What if he’s hurt?”
Nino insisted they should go, but the angel simply ignored him in favor of checking out the man groaning pitifully on his back by the side of the road.
“Come on, he looks perfectly fine to me, let’s go,” he pressed, to Ohno’s back. The angel turned and gave him this look that perfectly said he disliked Nino’s attitude and Nino opted on rolling his eyes back at the angel in answer.
“Hey, are you okay?” Ohno asked, helping the man to his feet. It didn’t escape Nino that the angel had subtly performed a miracle, healing the man’s broken wrist before he stood down to help the man up. “Can you stand?”
“Ugh,” the man groaned; Nino scowled, sizing the man up as Ohno put his arms around him to guide him towards the car. “My hand – uh,” the man said, frowned as he flexed said hand finding it perfectly alright. Nino shook his head.
“Still in one piece, I see,” he snorted, eyes narrowing at the sight of the angel’s arm branded around the stupid man’s waist. “Guess your legs are working perfectly fine too?” he added, sourly.
“Nino, stop it,” Ohno muttered, in slight distaste, obviously because of Nino’s attitude. “Can’t you see he’s having trouble walking? So we’re taking him home.”
“Angel, you’re not seriously –“
“Oh, but I am,” Ohno insisted, pouting royally back at him as he helped the man to the backseat. Nino supposed he could leave them both here, let the angel do his good deeds and be done with it, but the thought of Ohno’s charming pout and adorable faces at Nino’s demonic antics simply did it for him. He changed his mind as soon as he saw Ohno’s frown, and if that wasn’t something that should worry him out of his wits, he didn’t know what else would.
Satan forbid, but he was sure as hell he was falling. And he was falling hard, damn it.
“And you’re going to let me because this is all your fault. If you were driving carefully like I told you to, this wouldn’t have happened!” Ohno chastened him, even though his voice still sounded somewhat sweet and he looked not even the least bit scary.
Nino felt like touching his face to squeeze his cheeks. Or kissing him. Both were simply tempting but he held himself.
He sighed. Unfortunately, he couldn’t think about that now knowing he had a job to do. And it involved, first and foremost, saving his and the angel’s asses before that stupid kid triggered Armageddon.
“Fine, fine, Angel; just get in and stop pouting!”
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