Assumptions

CW: Language

*Note, I couldn't fit in another category, but if you're wondering, the main characters are within the last two years of American high schooling age group.

He sat there hunched over the counter, quickly scribbling down the dates all the books were returned on. It was quite therapeutic. He listened to music as the process of looking inside the book copying the date down was repeated over and over. 

His little trance was broken soon, as a book was slammed down in front of him. Naturally, he jumps, pulling out an earbud. Slipknot could be faintly heard. He looked at the book, and then the person. She had dark brown hair and bright blue eyes, she wore a school uniform too. "..Can I help you?" He asked with a raised brow. Her face immediately scrunched up.

"Yes-" She looked annoyed. "Can you please get me your boss?" He blinks a little, in confusion. 

"The store owner?" He asked with surprise. She seemed to copy his surprise however with a mocking expression.

"Not the store owner, are you an idiot?" She asked with that somewhat comedic tone. He deadpanned. "I want the head librarian. Mrs. Jones."

"Mrs. Jones retired, miss.." He says grabbing his phone, pausing his music. He takes out the other earbud placing it on the counter. "I'm the new librarian." He answers. He looks up at her and let out a sigh seeing her confused, annoyed and hurt expression.

"John let a goth take Mrs. Jones place?" He looked at her with tired eyes, yet the doubt he thought of himself at times, made him touch his spiked choker. He played with one of the spikes as he replied.

"Yes, indeed he has. Now- what is it you need help with miss?" She looked at the book, and then at him, flabbergasted. "Well?" She reluctantly slides the book to him. 

"My dog, Charles, got ahold of the book." His eyes widen, immediately scooping up the book to carefully flip through the pages. And of course it's one of the classics, the Odyssey. He thought to himself, a bit furious. I wonder what she's thinking. Coming here to get a book fixed- maybe pay, only to see a guy with spikes and chains. Does she think I'm mad? He blinked a few times, only seeing a few torn up pages here and there. The cover was mostly fine, simply scratches from either teeth or claws. 

"Your fine wi-"

"I'm glad it's you taking care of this instead of Mrs. Jones actually. I'm sure you're much more use to this than she would be-" He looks up at her with plain shock. The audacity of this bitch. She stops mid sentence a bit of fear within her eyes. He merely blinks, closing the book. 

"And why would it be better for me to see this, miss?" He asked clipped. "Because I prefer the gothic style?" She opened her mouth to reply, but he continued. "And all goths must be used to trashing things, yes?" Her eyes widen realizing just what she did. "I didn't mea-"

"But you did miss." He said, like he was talking to a child. "You did mean it like that." He holds up the book, looking at her. "This book is like twelve bucks on Amazon. If you can buy that and bring it in tomorrow, you don't have to pay the fine." He says setting it down. He flips to the back of the front cover, copying down the return date and taking note of it's condition. A few seconds of awkward silence passed. He simply continued his previous activities. 

"That's… That's it?" She asked. He glances up from copying down the dates, giving her a look.

"I know you're rich, Sarah. Do you want me to make it twenty two instead?" Her eyes widen and he stands up completely. "You're listed under our guest list, meaning while we're supposed to bow down to you-" She looks at her feet. "We're supposed to charge you more."

"But you're giving me the normal price." She whispers.

"Why do you think that?"

"Because you don't go assume anything about others.." She says even quieter. His shoulders sag.

"I try not to." He corrects. She looks up, and he rests his arms on the counter. "Sarah, just try to keep an open mind. Okay?" He pokes her forehead, and while she was initially disgusted, she made a bubbly laugh. He smiled. "Not all gothic people, or those out of the ordinary, fit the stereotype." She nods, and he pulls back his hand. "Now go get me that book, okay?" 

"Okay-" She pauses. "What's your name, sir?"

"Lucas." He smiles, nodding to the door. She takes the hint, and leaves allowing for him to return to his music, and copying down dates.

He let out a frustrated groan as, yet again, he was struggling to unlock the door. "Gods damned this key- rah- just go in already!" He felt a hand on his lower back and someone whisper in his ear.

"That's what she said." Lucas burst out laughing, and his darling grabbed the keys from him, proceeding to successfully unlock the door.

"You and those keys." He hissed.

"I'm not stubborn, unlike a certain Lucas." His eyes widen and he laughs, walking through the door, closing it behind the two.

"That's so unfair, Sei." 

"Is it though?" He asks giving him a look. He rolled his eyes, a smile on his face.

"Yeah yeah." Sei laughed. 

"How was your day?" He asked, heading into the kitchen.

"It was good, pretty chill." He responds, sitting on the couch. He heard the fridge open. It's gonna be mint ice cream, isn't it? "That one chick Sarah- she was so shocked I was the new librarian." 

"Cause you're gay?" Sei asked with a certain tone, his voice was muffled due to whatever he was consuming. He laughs.

"No- she didn't even respond to the pins. She was surprised cause of my style." He heard Sei laugh, and then choke. "Don't die on me!" 

"I-" He coughs, laughing. "I'm not." He says, walking out of the kitchen. Lucas laughs again. I guessed right! "Well. At least she's not homophobic."

"Yeah. It was pretty funny. I poked her head- and she just made this most adorable laugh."

"I bet." Sei says, taking yet another bite of the mint ice cream.

"Can I have some?" He asks, looking up at the ice cream. Sei looks at him with a small frown, yet hands over the delicious treat anyways. 

"You're lucky I love you." He grumbles making Lucas grin. Sei felt his heart melt, and so he simply ruffled his partner's hair with a laugh. Lucas happily took a bite of the ice cream. 

"How was your day?" He asks, getting another scoop, however feeding it to Sei. Sei's face burst with joy, taking the spoonful.

"It was good," He says, covering his mouth. "I had to go back to school to retake last week's algebra test, but overall.. It was good." He answers. Lucas's eyes narrow making Sei shrink in on himself. "What?" He asked nervously.

"You did that yesterday." Lucas whispered. "What did you do?"

"Nothing!" He replies, a nervous laugh lacing his voice. 

"Sei.."

"Yes Lucas?"

"What did you do?"

"Nothing."

"Sei."

"It's really nothing, Lu-lu." He sighs.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Sei says ruffling his hair once more. Lucas slowly nods his head, but lets it go. He watches as Sei puts his hands around the ice cream container before looking up at Lucas, who was confused. In the most serious tone ever, Sei pulled away the ice cream from Lucas and said "Mine." Lucas blinked a few times due to confusion before realizing what happened.

"Did you just-"

"Mhm." Sei says, taking a bite "It's mine." Lucas's shoulders drooped.

"But Sei-" He started to whine.

"You have a job- I don't. Suck it." He says taking another bite. Sei pauses noticing the other's smirk. 

"Do you want me to?" Sei's eyes widen and his face went blood red.

"Wait- no-" He laughed and Lucas joined him.

"We won't- don't worry. Enjoy your ice cream, pumpkin." He replies, standing up. He stretched his arms a bit before wandering to one of the halls. He entered his room, and immediately took off his choker and various other accessories, tossing them onto his desk. He soon heard shuffling footsteps in the hallway. 

"What do you wanna do?" Lucas shrugs. "That's not an answer Lu-lu."

"I dunno- just tired honestly." He says with a small smile. Sei peeked into his view with a tiny glare. 

"Just a random down?"

"Just a random down." Lucas agreed. Sei groaned, setting the ice cream down, immediately hugging his partner. 

"That fucking sucks, I'm sorry Loos." He pouts. 

"It's all good-" Lucas says. He lets out a small squeak feeling Sei pull him back. "What are you doing?-"

"Cuddles." Sei replies simply, pulling the other down with him onto the bed. Lucas laughs.

"Okay."

"You don't get a choice."

"I believe- and know, that, pumpkin." He says, giving Sei a small kiss on the nose, making the other laugh. 

"You're mine." 

"And you're mine." 

The two ended up changing positions, sitting on the bed in the corner, cuddling each other. They talked about nothing yet everything. "Hey L?"

"Hm?" 

"Do you wanna play Minecraft?" Lucas laughed, making Sei smile. This is my partner.. Sei thought to himself with a smile, watching him get the two switches. A librarian, game nerd who loves the gothic style.