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Twister Drama || Ginti x ArbiterAssistant!Reader

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Published: Feb 23, 2015

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A soft sound of traditional Japanese music floated through the air of Ginti's floor. The tempered ginger stood behind the bar counter cleaning glasses with a rag, in the meanwhile you sat on a stool in front of him.

"Where's your music player?" Unamused, Ginti pointed his index finger to the other side of the bar and you placed your drink down. Standing, you stumbled out of your chair, almost falling on your face.

"Tch..Why?" He took your drink away and cleaned the glass, he wasn't going to allow you to have anymore alcohol.

"Hum...to play something more lively! Duh." Eventually, you made it to your destination and began to flick through the songs, turning on some lively pop-dance music. "Giiinnttiii~!"

"What."

"Can I have another one of your delicious drinks~?"

"No."

"Why not!" You tumbled your way behind his bar and pressed your front half into him.

"You're a drunk idiot, that's why. Plus, if you fall and get hurt, that just makes more trouble for me."

"You... are a sour puss."

"I am not!"

"Okay, then let's play that twister game those two people from earlier were playing."

"W-What? No! I'm not playing stupid games with you."

"Paaalleeeeeaaassssee! Why do you hate me, Ginti-kun." The ginger brute stood still, his brow twitched in annoyance with the "kun" added to his name.

"I don't hate you."

"Then let's play!" Smiling happily, you forcibly grabbed Ginti's arm and dragged him to the back.

"Oi! Oi! Let go will ya?!"

"Only if you play with me! If not, then I'm just going to hang on you for--ever~!" A long silence commenced before he grunted out a sigh and shook his arm.

"Alright, alright, take off your damn socks and get to the other side of the mat. Memine! Hit the spinner button for me."

"Left foot yellow."

"Ahh! Already?!" Sloppily you took off your last sock as Ginti placed his foot on the mat.

"Right hand green."

"Oo-hoo~ Ginti! I think the game is trying to tell us something~!" You giggled as you crouched down to put your hand on the mat. Ginti's crotch was right in your face, looking up to him he was staring at the spinner with a blush.

"S-Shut up will you?!" Ginti leaned over you to place his hand on a blue spot. "You had a whole mat and you HAD to get in front of me?!"

"Problem? Cause I ain't complaining."

The game went on for twenty minutes, the whole purpose was to tease him and annoy him. Ginti was very attractive to you, but his temper was hilarious; you had to take advantage of the situation all the time. You were trying to get into a certain, lewd position that you hoped would make him go nuts. Not necessarily crazy in a sexual drive, but to embarrass him.

"Seriously, (F/n)!? THE WHOLE DAMN MAT! AND YOU CHOSE TO BE ON TOP OF ME."

Literally. You were literally on top of him. Both of your feet were on either side of his shoulders and your hands by his hips. As an arbiter's assistant, you wore a simple, short, black skirt with a button down, white blouse tucked in it. Your dear ginger-haired friend had full glimpse upskirt. Unlike the last woman who played this game, her panties were pink and plain, yours, lacy and (f/c).

"Ginnttiii~ Don't look, it's embarrassing~..." Playing off the innocent act.

"I-I'm not! W-Who'd be interested in looking a-at some woman's underwear! Tch!" You wiggled your pelvis slightly, trying to lure in the prey. Of course Ginti was lying, the man couldn't tear his eyes from the sight.

"I-I can't hold much longer!" Gosh, you sounded so lewd and provocative.

"W-What?!" He burst out in surprise. Grinning to yourself, you buckled your knees and purposely sat on Ginti's chest. The weight of your body crashing down on him, made his arms buckle and he fell flat-backed onto the mat. In attempt to still pull off the innocent, drunk act, (though you were indeed tipsy), you pulled your knees together to 'try' and cover up. Your underwear was still obviously visible to Ginti, whose face was only inches away.

"A-Are you okay Ginti-kun~?" Soft (e/c) eyes peered down at the flustered Arbiter, his neck craned to the side in attempt to get his eyes off you.

"S-Shut up and get off me!" He chewed on his lower lip.

"But, you're so comfortable."

"I said get off...!"

"Can't we cuddle~?"

"WHAT?" Ginti shot a look of embarrassment towards you, which only increased as his eyes directed towards your underwear. "No! What the hell do you think I am?!"

"Is it because you think I'm ugly?" Your tone of voice faltered into a more serious and gloomy one. You dropped your knees to either side of his waist, giving up the act all together after coming to terms with that reality. "Well? Eh.. forget it, sorry for bothering you in the first place, Ginti." Standing up, you smoothed your skirt down, grabbed your socks and walked out to the elevator, leaving Ginti dumbfounded and slightly upset himself.

In the elevator, Clavis granted you a smile and you ignored him, he then asked what happened with your plan from earlier. A simple shrug was given. "I guess I'm unattractive to him. He's just... I'm not sure."

Over the next couple of days, you hadn't shown up for work, you gave Clavis a memo to tell Ginti you were calling in sick. It was too awkward for you to work with Ginti, at least for now. Ginti seemed to grow more and more agitated over the days of receiving memos that you called in sick.

"What's her problem Clavis!?"

"She's obviously upset."

"But WHY?"

"You don't like her?"

"What?? Who? I never said I didn't like her! That drunk ass came to a self-conclusion I thought she was ugly, WHICH I NEVER SAID...."

"..."

"..She's too gorgeous for her own good." Frustrated, Ginti poked one of his wooden dolls. Clavis continued to smile in his own quirky way.

"If you have some free time, I can take you to her room. She's been keeping herself locked in there for a while."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

The boys hitched a ride in the elevator all the way up to your room floor. You wouldn't let anyone in unless it was Clavis, and that's exactly what Ginti was informed of.

"Good luck." Clavis chimed with his normal sweet smile.

"Thanks. I guess.. " Ginti had taken on the form of Clavis and knocked on your door. No answer was given until he knocked once more. You peered through the view finder, after confirming whom you thought was Clavis.

"Hi, Clavis."

"Er, hey. How are you doing?"

"I'm alright. Come in." You let the elevator boy in, closed the door behind him and sat on your couch, wrapping yourself in a blanket. "So, what's up?"

"I was just checking in on you, see how you were doing is all."

"Oh, well. Uh. Yeah. Do you want something to drink?"

"No, that's alright." He smiled at you, your blank expression gave a weary smile back.

"Has, he asked about me? Or..."

"Who--?"

"Who do you think! That stupid ginger!" You puffed your cheeks out and hid your face in your knees, small tears welled up in your eyes as you recalled the events of the other day. Ginti, disguised as Clavis, was about to burst out after you called him a stupid ginger, but remained calm and collected. He laughed and sat next to you.

"Yeah, he has. That's why I came up here, to tell you."

"Tell me what.." You mumbled, hugging your knees to your chest.

"He misses you."

"You're lying."

"No! I'm not lying. He said that work is boring without you." You shifted your pouting eyes at him.

"I don't believe it. That stubborn ass would never say something like that." A vein seemed to pop out of Clavis' cheek. "Er, you okay?" At that moment, Clavis shoved you onto you back, you didn't realize he was so strong, he didn't seem to be that muscular. He seized your shoulders, clamping your arms to your sides.

"I like you okay!"

"W-What?! C-Clavis..!"

His lips forcefully crashed onto you own, it was rather passionate, though you were shocked and didn't kiss back. You didn't know what to do, you liked Ginti!

"Cla---GINTI?!" You screamed and kneed him in the stomach. Whom was Clavis only mere seconds ago, was now Ginti. "WHAT THE HELL! G-GET OUT!"

"(NAME)!" He boomed out in a stern voice, you stopped squirming all together. "Damn it! I like you okay! I miss seeing your gorgeous face around the bar! Come back to work, I swear I'll lose my damn mind."

"I'm sorry.." You murmured out shyly after a few moments.

"For what?"

"Jumping to conclusions.."

"You were drunk, kinda.. it's fine." Wrapping your arms around his neck, you brought Ginti closer to your chest, to which he obliged and scooped you in his arms.

"You don't have anything to do right?"

"I suppose not."

"Can we cuddle now?" Ginti's face burned red hot as his cheek squished into your breasts.

"I-- yeah."

You smiled at Ginti, he gave an embarrassed grin back and switched positions so you both were side by side, face to face. A strange little quarrel turned into something you wanted for the longest time, and he didn't seem to fuss over it this time.

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