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Title: How does it feel to be on my mind
Fandom: A Redtail's Dream
Characters/Pairing: Joona/Hannu
Rating: 15+? Ish? [/throws up hands] I DON'T KNOW well it's not porn at any rate
Length: ~350 words
Summary: When you can't get your mind off someone the correct response is to leave the premises. Right?
Other: Prompt was "Hannu/Whoever - Denial". [Original post]. Title comes from a song by Over the Rhine, if anyone's curious.



How does it feel to be on my mind

Joona's hands were all Hannu could think about.

Hands sliding through his hair. Fingertips sliding down his back. Trailing along his hips. Down, down, down.

Hannu tried to think of something else. Anything else.

He couldn't.

It was Joona's fault, all of it. He'd started it. That morning. Bright and early, at the start of the work day, when he'd walked past Hannu, humming, and brushed his fingertips along his shoulders.

He knew exactly what he was doing. Hannu was sure. He turned his head and caught him smiling, that sort of satisfied smirk he'd seen before. At other times. When they were alone.

Fingertips through fabric, hands carefully undoing buttons, hands sliding down, down –

Hannu couldn't get it off his mind.

He left work early. Couldn't stand it. Couldn't keep his mind on work, not with Joona there, always finding some reason to walk past and make him think of something else. Hannu went to Mister Kuikka, muttering something about feeling ill. Gave him his best attempt at a pathetic look. He got a raised eyebrow in response, and a questioning look, and then a nod.

You do look a little flushed. Go home and rest.

I will.

And as he hung up his apron and made his way out the door, he caught Joona's eye again. Saw that smirk again. Saw him wink.

Hands sinking into his hair, wrapping the strands around strong fingers. Hands cupping the back of his head. Light fingertips ghosting against his bare neck.

It had been on purpose, then.

That asshole.

Hannu cursed under his breath and grabbed his coat and left as quickly as he could.

Stepping out into the cold, sharp air, Hannu stopped outside the store for a moment. Stood there with his coat half-buttoned and his hat in his hands, and took in a long deep breath. Felt the wind bite at his lips and fingers, clearing his head.

He reached into his pocket for his phone.

Come by my place when you're finished.

If Joona wanted to fuck around with him, he'd have to finish what he started.

I'd love to hear from you

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