Male Reader
(M/n)=male name

Hajime walked to the guard room. It was only half after lunch and he already had a headache.

You can thank those four idiots with numbers.

He opened the door and walked in. He was greeted with a few other guards and supervisors, but paid no mind to them.

He saw Mitsuru and walked over to him.

"Where'd you get the burger?" He asks first.

Hey, he didn't get to eat lunch yet. The headache was killing him.

"Good afternoon to you too bestie," Mirsuru started, with obvious sarcasm. He still held his smile though, "Their was a mishap with the shipping. We ended up getting someone's grill. We could have sent it back but," Mitsuru chewed on his burger, "We like free food."

"For people who work for the law, you sure don't really have much respect when it comes to it." Hajime grumbled, but his stomach grumbled louder.

Mitsuru waved it off, "Ahh, we're paying for a new grill for whoever ordered it, so it's fine." He threw his trash away. "Feel free to make one for yourself. I gotta get back to our warden. See ya later bestie." Mitsuru went off, with his usual energy.

Hajime sighed. But whatever. Technically he wasn't breaking any rules.

Just as he was about to make himself a good burger, he saw the time.

"For the love of-uggh." He grumbles to himself.

He had to be back to his building in 20 minutes. The hallways are long, and the train ride is longer.

He looks to a box filled with small bags of chips.

"Guess I'll snack on chips." He sighs.

Damn. And he was really craving a burger.

"Hey sir?" A males voice called.

Hajime turned around and looked up.

'Wow he's tall.' He thought to himself.

You did stand a few inches above him, surprising him a little bit. While many of the guards working at Nanba were generally tall, Hajime didn't have to usually look up when speaking with one-since he's usually at a good level with them.

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Unless they're the height of Samon and Seitarou, then he looks down.

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(M/n) looked at the guard, taking in his appearance.

'Damn he's hot.' (M/n) flushed pink, a big dorky smile on his face.

"What?" Hajime asked irritated.

(M/n) smiled charmingly, "You're quite the looker, aren't you sir?"

Hajime bit his inner cheek, "you best watch what you say to your supervisors."

(M/n) stopped, "Supervisor, huh?" He then smiles, "The warden should have the supervisors uniform tweeked a bit. Kinda hard to tell who has the authority of their building when they look like everyone else."

Hajime deadpans, "You think Mitsuba looks like everyone else?"

"Not sure if you've noticed sweetheart, but Nanba's got all sorts of people here. Including drag queens." (M/n) narrowed his eyes with a grin.

Hajime sighs, "What do you want, rookie? I got places to be."

(M/n) leaned back and smiled, "The names not rookie, it's (m/n). I just wanted to give you this." He held out a burger.

Hajime stared at the burger. "Why?"

"You look like you need one. You're looking a little skinny there." The guard poked Hajime stomach.

The supervisor swatted his hand away, "Learn to respect your supervisors, rookie." He spoke with irritation.

This (m/n) guy was really annoying and not helping his headache at all.

"Just drop the rookie already and take the burger. I got places to be too y'know."

Hajime looked at the taller male then back down at the burger.

"Fine. But only so you can shut up."

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"Hey supervisor!" (M/n) walked into building 13's guard office.

Hajime looked at the door, "are you ever gonna learn my name?!"

"You don't bother with mine so why should I bother with yours?" (M/n) said.

"What do you want? Shouldn't you be at you're building?" Hajime went back to his paperwork.

"I was getting lunch and thought I'd bring you a burger." (M/n) sat on his desk.

"And why would you do that?" Hajime sighs.

"Because a little monkey told me that you're a workaholic."

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"So...want my big, meaty, juicy burger, mr.supervisor?"

"How do I...take that innocently?"