Arcade Prizes
Romance short. An arcade cashier flirts with a librarian.
Just a short one! Rated T, sweet M/M, 1.5k. The head librarian regularly heads into the arcade, and takes home a few prizes. Adapted from a TweetFic.
Bruno prays for rainy days.
On rainy days, the head librarian from the fancy library with the glass walls across the street will hang about in the arcade for an hour before he catches his train instead of sitting on the bench outside with his book.
He’s extremely tall, at least six feet and six, and very square — he’s not especially chiselled or muscular, and Bruno doesn’t think he spends a good deal of time at the gym. He’s just square, naturally, as though all his time in the library has made his body resemble the books.
His name is Nachikamdi, and he’s got a very quiet voice and long, square fingers.
Bruno sees him smile when he plays the machines, when he triggers a big clatter of coins and sweets from the penny falls or a sudden rush of tickets from the milk jug toss — his tiny little laughs, modest and almost private, seem even tinier for coming from such a large man.
Nachikamdi saves his tickets month by month, and whenever he trades them in for something — one of the remote control robots or one of the fancy electric…
