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Mob likes to kiss and Reigen takes advantage of that (ageswap AU, underage)

ReiMob Drabbles, Ch1

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Mob knows he shouldn't do this. Knows he shouldn't encourage the young boy who comes to visit him after school almost every day.

He'd like to push all the blame to Dimple, the devious green spirit that sometimes whispers into his ear (Oh look, he's wearing a new tie today and pfft, look at him trying to comb down his hair or, he cringes as his eyes roam over, I'm pretty sure those shorts weren't that short before) but he knows that's just an excuse.

"Hey Mob," Reigen calls out to him. He's only been there long enough to shed his gakuran and school bag but Mob knows what he wants. Dimple knows too and he chuckles, I better not come back to you in jail Mob

Mob makes a noise as he continues typing and Reigen takes that as his sign to continue, "let's kiss."

The way he says it, so matter of fact (as if a 14-year old kissing a 27-year old is normal), causes Mob's fingers to stutter and he's forced to delete the whole sentence he'd just typed. What was he typing?

"Why don't you do your homework...you said you needed help with...math?"

Reigen laughs, "Don't you suck at math? Isn't that why I'm here?"

Mob colors a bit because yes, he wasn't good at math but he just needs to steer the conversation away from-

"Come on, didn't you say you liked kissing me?" He's closer now, his elbows on the table as he looks directly at Mob, a grin on his face, "You look really cute when you blush, you know."

Mob looks away from those dark eyes and tries to focus back on his computer, "I'm busy."

Reigen pouts and Mob's eyes automatically move back, stare a bit too long, and that gives Reigen the motivation he needs to keep pushing, "Just one?"

It's never one, echoes in Mob's head.

"I'll do my homework and let you work afterward."

Mob watches from the corner of his eye how Reigen gets closer. He's already around the table and is peering over at what he's doing. A snort leaves him and the way his face scrunches up and his eyes light up with mirth is beautiful. He leans his hands out, placing them on Mob's thigh and he freezes up completely, "Please?"

It's only one, a voice taunts and it suspiciously sounds like Dimple, what's the worse that can happen?

Oh he can think of a few things...

"Just one," he says and turns his chair. Reigen yells out a yeah! and pumps his fist like he's just won the #1 prize to a game. It makes Mob's chest swell with happiness.

Reigen smiles at him and moves to his open arms. He's taller than Mob like this and Mob secretly thinks that Reigen likes that. Reigen brushes their noses together before kissing him. It's really just a press of lips and they stay like that for a few seconds. Mob's hands move to settle on Reigen, both around his waist.

He likes staying like this, feeling those chapped lips meshed with his, breathing in the smell of salt and warmth, enjoying the tranquility he feels at having someone he loves so close. It all makes him dizzy and he's about to move away to tell Reigen that's enough, go do your homework when something changes. He opens his eyes when he feels Reigen's hand move up his shoulder and cup his jaw. They're no longer lip locked, but their breaths mingle and they still touch. That's when he feels it.  

His fingers dig into Reigen's hips and where did he learn this?!

Reigen's tongue is bold as it swipes against his lips. He knows what this means and he knows he should stop but he also likes it. Likes how Reigen is gripping his jaw, likes the feel of his prying tongue and demanding gaze. Mob relents, let's him roam his mouth and it's a very simple kiss, all things considered. It makes him wonder if Reigen knows what to do next and he gets his answer when he feels those chapped lips inch away, Not yet

He puts more pressure on Reigen's hips, pulls him closer, and pushes his tongue to explore Reigen. He licks his chapped lips, getting them moist and smooth, plays with his tongue, bites his lips, his hand moves to press them closer, tangle in his hair-

A moan brings him back to reality and he pushes Reigen back a few inches. They're both breathing hard and if someone walked in there'd be no doubt as to what they'd been up to.

Then Reigen's soft voice breaks the semi-silence, "Wow...that was better than I thought..."

Mob feels a headache coming and he asks, "Where did you learn this?"

It seems Reigen is all better now as he pulls at the hem of his shirt, untucking it from his pants and flattening it out, "Oh you know, just watched an AV with the guys. Seems they got it from their brother's stash and we were all curious," he shrugs.

Mob frowns, "You're all too young to be watching that."

"But Mob," Mob knows that teasing tone and wonders what hole he's dug himself into this time, "I'm a healthy teenager. If I don't do this once in a while I'll be pent up, unless you're offering to help of course~"

Mob groans and turns back to his computer, don't think about it, don't think about it

Reigen laughs and Mob is grateful that the blonde is taking out his work because he's sure he only has so much patience.

A/N:

Thanks for reading!

Reigen is feeling insecure and Mob tries his best to soothe away his fears (college au)

ReiMob Drabbles, Ch2

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Reigen is old. He knows that now, has known it since he turned 30, and remembers it every time Mob is close. Every time he holds the younger male, feels how smooth his skin is, sees that there are no white hairs or wrinkles on him, touches the muscle he's been building since his middle school days, and it scares him.

His boyfriend is ten years his junior, and he has nothing to offer the growing man.  

His phone flashes and the name Mob lights up, a picture of a smiling Mob staring back at him. He clenches his jaw and lets it vibrate two more times before it displays two missed calls. An amused chuckle startles Reigen and he quickly flips his phone so the screen can't be seen. Ekubo is peering down at him. Damn, he'd forgotten to close his office door!

"Soooo, ignoring the brat now are we?"

Reigen forces a smile as he slides his phone to the side, far away from Ekubo (he wasn't going to make that mistake again), "Of course not..."

It's a bit painful to smile and he feels his face twitch. He clears his throat and turns back to his desk, pretending to arrange papers. He clicks the mouse to his computer rapidly and wishes the screen would turn on quickly just this once. Ekubo straightens out, raising a brow at the obvious lie.

"You know," Ekubo begins and enters Reigen's office without permission. He ignores the hey from the blonde, "I saw him with that girl, what's her name? Tsubomi? They were at the gate."

Reigen freezes as Ekubo hits one of his greatest doubts. Tsubomi, Mob's first crush and the girl he'd been pining after for more than he's known the guy! She was the reason he'd started working out in middle school and, he grips the papers in his hand, she could also give Mob so much compared to him. They were close in age, she could give him a family, she was smart and had a bright future, and he'd seen the interest. He'd seen the way she would talk with Mob, casually touch his shoulder, and sit next to him during group projects.

And...they looked good...next to each other.

"Oh look there they are," Ekubo exclaimed and whistled, "Didn't know Shigeo was such a lady's man. You know, I saw that the alien otaku was dragging him around the other day too."

"Kurata," he replied automatically. His computer was finally on and he could put in the grades for the essays he'd just finished grading. He was quickly going through the pile but then paused when he got to Mob's paper. It was a pretty hefty length compared to what Mob normally turned in (bare minimum) and he'd even done a great job at the introduction. He typed in an 87 into his computer and then felt the paper snatched away.

His brow twitched as Ekubo sat on top of his desk, "Did Shige actually write this?!" He was flipping through the pages quickly, skimming and muttering (he never writes anything this detailed for my class and he actually knows what this word means?!) and Reigen couldn't do this anymore. 

He blankly stared at Ekubo, "Why are you here?"

Ekubo stopped reading Mob's essay and shrugged exaggeratedly, a smile on his face but Reigen knew better, "Can't I come visit a friend? We haven't talked in a while."

Before Reigen could answer, his phone started vibrating again. He ignored it and Ekubo smirked, "Aren't you going to get that?"

Typing echoed alongside the phone, "No."

"What if it's important?"

"I doubt it."

Two more rings and it went silent. Ekubo sighed and crossed his arms, "It looks like you're almost done there, how about we go out for a couple drinks, my treat!"

Reigen slowed his typing. That actually sounded like a good idea. He'd been stressing out over a lot of things lately and it would be good to let loose since the school week was technically over for him. And while Ekubo liked to wreak havoc, Reigen also trusted him as his drinking partner. Not to mention that the taller man hardly ever offered to treat him.  

"It's decided then!" Ekubo grinned as he slammed Mob's essay on the desk and got up. He grabbed Reigen's arm and tried pulling him out of his chair.

"H-hey, wait! I still need to finish putting the grades in!"

"You can do that at home, pack up so we can go, I'm starving! Where do you want to go?"

That's when Reigen's office door was slammed open (when had it been closed?) and Mob stood there, phone in hand and his eyes glaring at Ekubo, then moving to where he was holding Reigen.

"Oh hey Shigeo," Ekubo couldn't help how his grin widened, "fancy seeing you here. I thought you'd left already."

Mob didn't answer for a few seconds, "I need to talk with Professor Reigen."

"Uh, actually Mob-" Not good, not good! "-my office hours are over for today," Reigen couldn't even look at his boyfriend, "Why don't we talk later? Or send me an email if it's really important." He grabbed his bag, stuffing the essays in there, shut off his computer, and grabbed his suit jacket-

"Arataka," Reigen paused and finally looked over at Mob. His jaw was set, his hand was gripping his phone, and it didn't look like he'd be moving from his doorway anytime soon if his stance had anything to say about it. But what really got him was the use of his given name. Mob hardly ever called him Arataka, especially not in front of school staff (even though it was Ekubo).

Mob was determined. He sighed, setting his stuff down, "Alright, come in. Maybe next time Ekubo."

Ekubo grinned and whispered, "I look forward to it," before walking out and leaving the two of them alone.

Mob closed the door and locked it. They were quiet for what felt like forever and Reigen was starting to sweat under Mob's gaze. He pulled at his tie, hoping to get some fresh air.

"Why are you avoiding me?" Mob's voice was soft, curious, and slightly hurt. Reigen winced. That hadn't been his intention. He'd only wanted a bit of time to sort out his thoughts...

"I'm...not avoiding you,"  except he was and he couldn't even look up at Mob and at least try to fake it. Warm fingers touched his chin, brought his gaze up, and he felt exposed. Mob always had a way of looking at him that left him wondering if all his secrets and insecurities had been read. His other hand moved to twine their fingers together and Reigen felt like such a coward.

"Did I do something wrong?" Mob bit his lip, "Am I not important anymore?"

Reigen's eyes widened and he squeezed the hand in his, "NO! I mean yes, I mean...Arghhh! Look you didn't do anything okay? Today's just been...it's been hard." Not a lie but not the complete truth. Reigen scowled, "And where did you even get this 'not important' idea from?"

Mob's eyes shifted to the door and Reigen felt like such an idiot! "O-oh, that was because Ekubo was being a pest!...And I didn’t know it was you..." Another lie. He was the only person who really called Reigen. His call and text history was filled with just him.

Mob nodded, and something in the sincerity and relief he saw in Mob's expression pushed him. He let go of Mob's hand and hugged him tightly, burying his face into his chest. Mob hesitated for a second before hugging him back, a frown in his voice, "Reigen, what's wrong?" 

"Tell me you love me," he whispered, voice half muffled by Mob's sweater, "please Mob."

Mob hugged him tighter and nuzzled his neck, "I love you," he pressed a kiss to his ear. 

"I love you," a kiss to his cheek. He noticed Reigen was crying.

He peppered kisses on his face whispering Only you and I love you and don't cry and beautiful

That last one made Reigen laugh, "Now that one's a lie."

Mob kissed his lips and shook his head, "I don't tell lies."

"Mob, I'm a mess right now, I don't even think I look good, damn, where is the tissue at," Reigen looked around on his desk. He tried to move away from Mob but he wouldn't let go, "Mob, I need to clean my face."

Mob reached into his pocket and grabbed some napkins.  

"Oh thanks, let me..." but Mob moved them away from Reigen, "Mob?"

"Let me," he whispered. He let go of Reigen and pulled a couple sheets from the bag, placed them on Reigen's nose and wiped away the snot. He balled up the napkin and grabbed a couple more. This time he squeezed Reigen's nose two times and Reigen shook his head, his face heating up, "No Mob."

Mob smiled and squeezed his nose, insisting. He even pulled it a bit, "Ok, ok, just let go!"

Reigen blew his nose into the tissue and Mob carefully took care of him. He cleaned his tears with another tissue and threw them into the wastebasket next to Reigen's desk. Then he hugged Reigen again and the older man couldn't help how warm and wanted he felt. 

"I was serious," Mob spoke up as his hands moved against Reigen's back.

"About?" Reigen slipped his hands under Mob's sweater and just relished the feel of their skin connecting.

"I love you and only you so please stop worrying."

"Who said I was worrying?"

Mob took a step back and Reigen looked up, "You haven't been sleeping properly."

Reigen chuckled and moved to rub his eyes as if that alone would make the wrinkles he was sure were there go away, "Well, if my students actually paid attention in class things would be different."

"I pay attention."

Reigen lifted an eyebrow, "I'm pretty sure you just said you didn't lie."

Pink dusted Mob's cheeks, "I pay attention to what's important."

Reigen laughed and shook his head, "I'll let it slide this time, and as much as I love being held by you, we do need to leave. Or at least I do, I'm hungry."

"Did you want to go eat?" Mob invited as he let Reigen gather his things again. 

"I was actually going to head home and then knock out," he was sure there had been some leftovers and he was too tired now to go out. Not to mention he probably still looked a mess. He briefly wondered if he still had any beer. He was serious about letting loose.

His hand was captured again, "Can I come too? I've missed you."

Reigen looked over at Mob, at their hands, and chuckled. He wanted to cry all over again and hit himself because how could he have doubted Mob? Simple and honest Mob who never did anything he didn't want, who left him snacks in his mailbox, sent him pictures of things he found interesting when they were apart, and held him when he needed it the most. 

"Yeah Shigeo, I really need you today."

A/N:

For this story, I decided to pick a 'word of the day' from dictionary.com and roll with it (though in the end it turned into something not even related to that word lol). Also thanks so much for the kudos guys T_T 50 for one chapter and like 10 of them came in while I was finishing the draft today! Hope you guys like this one too

For Anon: Reigen gets drunk, appreciates Mob's muscles, and then wakes up under the table?

ReiMob Drabbles, Ch3

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Shigeo sighs for the umpteenth time in just one hour as he floats the glass of "alcohol" he'd given Reigen away from his clumsy fingers.

The older man had called him the night before, asked him if he was still free the next evening and he couldn't help the smile that had escaped his lips as he reassured the man (again) that he would be at his apartment right after school. He'd kept his promise, his only delay being going home to change and get Reigen's gift.

That had been at least four hours ago.

"Mooooooob," Reigen whined as he stretched over the table to try and get the glass back.

"Master, you're going to get hurt if you keep drinking," Shigeo chastised, though, in reality, he'd stopped serving the lemon sour with alcohol after the first one. It was amazing how the older man continued to become more sluggish and...drunk, "Come on, let's finish watching the movie."

Reigen blew a raspberry as he slumped onto the table, knocking down the TV remote and the gift wrap Shigeo had used for his present. Shigeo sighed again and moved from his curled up position on the couch to help Reigen back up. He used his esper abilities to pause the terrible film they were watching while he pulled Reigen's arm over his shoulder, grunting at his dead weight. If he'd tried this three years ago he'd be crushed under Reigen's weight, but his Body Improvement activities had helped tremendously.

A giggle escaped Reigen as Shigeo sat him down on the couch. He was about to move away but the arm around him stayed put.

"Master?"

"Mob?" Reigen looked slightly confused as he squinted his eyes, scrunched up his nose, and pulled him closer, "'ss that reeally you?"

A blush made its way to Shigeo's cheeks at their proximity, "Y-Yes."

The blonde grinned and patted his back, "So strong!" he practically gushed.

Shigeo wasn't really sure how to take his words but just the fact that his strength and hard work had been acknowledged...he felt pride. He nodded his thanks. He successfully moved away from Reigen, ready to take his place at the end of the couch and start the movie when he was once again delayed, this time by Reigen tugging roughly on his sweater's back. He fell back, half on the couch and half on Reigen

"You do have 6!" Reigen exclaimed as his hands slipped under Shigeo's sweater and rubbed up and down his stomach, "Mmm-" hiccup, "-ya know I could never do somethin like this. Too much work but YOU, you-" he nodded and his hair tickled Shigeo's face, "-you really good-"

Shigeo, on the other hand, was frozen in his seat as he chanted 7 months 7 months in his head, his face completely red. He was hyper aware of Reigen's touch, the way his palms were slightly damp but glided smoothly over his skin. The way they recounted his abs, the whispered numbers near his ear, and the way they moved over his ribs a couple of times. It all made him shiver, 7 months 7 months, "Mhmm, six."

When Reigen moved higher is when Shigeo grabbed his arms. He was breathing a little faster, "I, Master, I don't think that's a good idea..."

Reigen chuckled and easily maneuvered his hands out of Shigeo's grasp, "Even your hands are bigger now!" He stared in fascination and even put his hands with Shigeo's for a comparison.  

"Hey Mob."

Shigeo slightly turned towards Reigen.  

"Let me...Let me see your arms," his hands were already moving to unzip his sweater and Shigeo panicked. Wouldn't this be putting Reigen in a bad position? If someone walked in, if Serizawa came home, what would he think? Or would it be okay to just show him? He'd put his sweater back on and go back to his corner! He felt his stress levels go up. Why couldn't it be next year already?!

His sweater was pulled down and Reigen touched and rubbed, cooing at how his shoulders were broader and stronger, hehe doesn't this seem like it's your birthday? It appeared his conscious had turned into Dimple and that single green distraction helped him get his bearings. He placed his hand on Reigen's thigh (it wasn't as firm as his but he loved the warmth it emanated and how it tensed) and tried to move away, "We should keep watching the movie, did you want another drink?"

He must have done something wrong because next thing he knew, Reigen's right hand was on his leg and it was moving down, over, up, and oh so close-

Shigeo shot up, his sweater dropping completely from his frame, 7 months! His face was red as he stuttered out, "I-I'll start the movie!" but he was so flustered he hadn't noticed Reigen had tangled up their feet and he ended up falling to the ground, his face missing the table by a few centimeters.

Reigen started laughing hysterically but once he calmed down he called out, "Mooooob~"

Shigeo turned his face and found himself nearly flattened by a drunk (again, how) Reigen as he laid down next to him. He pulled Shigeo towards him and muttered a content, "So warm," before passing out.

And Shigeo could only internally weep because, how had it turned out this way? He'd been so careful too!

OMAKE

Reigen tried to get up and cursed as his head hit...the table? What was he doing under the table? As he looked down he yelled out and once more bumped his head, "Mob?!"

The seventeen-year-old was next to him, rubbing his eyes as he yawned, "...Oh you're awake..."

Reigen couldn't believe how calm his words were, especially when he took in their situation: under table, his leg over Mob's, Mob in a tank and sweatpants, him in a tank and (his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets) boxers. Holy mother of, he was going to HELL. But, more importantly, he was going to Jail, all because he couldn't keep his pants on and hands (and legs) off a seventeen-year-old Mob.

He could feel himself sweat, "W-what happened here?"

Mob blushed...

Mob. Blushed. Oh yes, he was dead.

He purposefully banged his head again, hoping he'd knock himself out and kill the arousal pooling in his not pants. Unfortunately for him, that only caused enough ruckus for Serizawa to come yelling from the guest room and then dropping his jaw when he saw them under the table.

Maybe being dead would be better than his current situation.

OMAKE: MOB

Mob blushed. How was he going to tell Reigen that after thoroughly appreciating his musculature he'd followed Mob under the table and promptly passed out? Started complaining halfway through the night it was too hot, and then stripped to his boxers? Not to mention cuddled him for most of his slumber...

A/N:

Hey guys! I wrote this for Anon and I hope you all enjoy~ (it turned out more humorous than expected)

p.s. I know NOTHING about alcoholic beverage or what a lemon sour is, I just looked up some info and apparently some recipes add alcohol and others don't :P

p.s.s. I also know nothing about being drunk or drunk people (LOL)

Mob likes Reigen’s legs

I’ve been thinking about this for a few days now:

Mob always likes it when Reigen wears shorts or walks around in his boxers. There’s just something about the hairs on his legs that really turns him on. When they go to bed he rubs at Reigen’s thighs with his hands, he tangles their legs together, and just rubs at them. When they sit together to watch movies on the couch, Mob makes sure to sit between Reigen and instead of watching the movie he runs his hands down his legs, pulls lightly on the little hairs, and even bends his legs up so they can touch. 

Just any chance he gets he touches Reigen’s legs and Reigen always blushes but never tells him to stop. He loves it when Mob pays extra attention to him. 

To Anon for MP100 SS: Reigen swears he has a boyfriend but Ekubo doesn't believe him and Serizawa is Serizawa

The Teenager Who Cried BOYFRIEND

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Reigen was slightly upset and ok, perhaps it was his fault he was in such a predicament but really, would he exaggerate (because he never lied...just told it how he saw it) about something as serious as a boyfriend? No. Except nobody believed him

He shivered, bringing his shoulders closer to his body and burying his nose into his soft pink scarf (a gift from his BOYFRIEND). Apparently, the color had reminded him of Reigen and Reigen being the sentimental boyfriend that he was, wore it religiously once the weather got colder. Yes he got some talk from it ('What is that THING' was Ekubo's horrified response when he'd first worn it) but, Reigen colored a little from the cold and from remembering his boyfriend's pleased look when he sent him a picture that day, he didn't care

It really does suit you

Idiot! It's just a scarf, are you still coming?

Yes

Now that he was on school break he could start holiday shopping. Yes he'd left it last minute but he already had some ideas in mind and not many people to gift. Only Serizawa, Ekubo (He grunted. He should get him some socks...in the wrong size!), and -

"Reigen!" but it was too late. He nearly collapsed under the height and weight of Ekubo

"Hey, lover boy, where are you headed off to so sneakily?" The guy always (and he repeats always) sniffed him out. But only when Reigen needed him to be miles away. If he were ever to need the taller man to bail him out then it's like nobody even knew who he was. Like my "imaginary" boyfriend

His voice was muffled under his scarf, "Christmas shopping, I'm meeting Mob this weekend."

Suddenly there was a shadow over him and he was grateful to see the giant umbrella his friend seemed to carry around religiously

"Oh, are you spending Christmas with him?" was Serizawa's kind reply. He seemed to be the only one who "believed" Reigen but it seemed more so that he was trying to keep peace

"Yes, and you guys don't need to come with me," he made sure he was looking at Ekubo when he said this because honestly, he didn't mind Serizawa's company and his umbrella, but Ekubo could be troublesome in many ways, "Don't you have someone else to bother? Girls and boys to make cry this holiday?"

It was a well-known fact that Ekubo was a raging bisexual and by raging he meant that he'd never turn down an adoring fan from his fanclub, which he was the president of (he seemed to love that people loved him). Some people tried to get into his pants a couple times and yes Ekubo had a few flings here and there but he seemed more amused with just messing with people and waving at his adoring crowd than actual relationships. Aside from Serizawa and himself it seemed.

"Come now Rei-chan, friends need to help each other out. Plus, knowing you, you'd probably give this Mob fellow something plain and boring. I'm here to spice up the holidays," and that was what Reigen didn't want. But he didn't try sending his friends off again. Not after Serizawa nodded in assent and not after Ekubo laughed aloud and added, "Besides, I need to know how far you're going to take this whole boyfriend business."

Reigen sighed at that

Serizawa stage whispered Ekubo's name right before hitting him with the umbrella

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The first time Reigen met Mob was at a Spirits and Such Seminar about a  year ago. Reigen had attended as a self-proclaimed psychic, as whenever anyone in school needed a little extra hand, his services were requested. Unfortunately (or fortunately), none of his assignments ever involved actual spirits. It was usually something about lost animals, stressed-out students, and creepy photographs. Which he usually solved in a manner of a few minutes, sometimes a few hours. Rarely more than that. It was a good way to earn money and it combined many of his unique skills

He'd found out about the seminar while browsing online and was particularly impressed with the whole proclamation about a "real esper" attending. He'd never heard of people with actual powers before. Everyone he'd met along the way had been phonies and, well, he was intrigued

The seminar was being run by someone named Tome Kurata, who was well known in the community for being obsessed with aliens and telepathy. She'd also run a couple other seminars (that had all flopped) but this one had been legit. When he arrived they'd been given some candy, which he'd then re-handed out, and once it started, boy had he been impressed

Impressed by the handsome guest speaker in more ways than one

Not only was he an ACTUAL esper, but he was a powerful one. To settle everyone's minds he'd done a few tricks like made some objects in the room float and then made bubbles with water, creating an almost otherworldly atmosphere. They'd then gotten down to business, talking about the dos and don'ts of spirits, and how to avoid catching the attention of one. Many things he already knew but also some new tidbits he hadn't known. Like the part where Mob had pointed at the woman next to him and said she had a playful spirit atop her head, feeding into her dreams. She'd then confessed that yes, she had been having some strange dreams and the spirit had been exorcised

It had been brief but their eyes had met and he'd seen interest in those black orbs. Possibly because he was the youngest in attendance.

It has to be that, because, unlike his friends, Reigen was average. He didn't work out so he had no muscles to brag about. He was also rather short, something he never thought about until he started high school and found himself dwarfed by quite a few people. Ekubo and Serizawa being two of these people. And he didn't have any distinguishing features.

Mob on the other hand. He was tall, like all the people Reigen seemed to be doomed to meet. And there wasn't anything eye-catching about his physical features aside from his height - he wore a black suit and there was a black jacket on his seat, black hair, black eyes, and pale skin - but there was something about the way he spoke, how kind and patient his voice sounded (like he truly cared about them) and how his eyes wouldn't stray from whoever he was talking to

Which is why Reigen decided he needed to talk with the man

It took a while since everyone wanted to talk to him but finally, he pulled through. Unfortunately, it was because Kurata was shooing everyone away

"Wait, Mob?" the man turned at his name being called but Kurata stood in front Reigen, her voice stern and a scowl on her face, "Mob is tired and the seminar is over kid. Everyone needs to leave now, he'll be consulting for a few days this week, you can come by then. There are flyers being handed out when you leave."

"Ah, but, we're colleagues!" he blurted out and then began to sweat. It wasn't technically a lie. They both worked with spirits afterall

She eyes him suspiciously, "You an esper?"

"Tome-chan?" Mob called out, walking over to her. If Reigen felt dwarfed, he wasn't sure how Kurata felt as she was nearly a head shorter than him. It was slightly amusing

"Mob! He's saying he's an esper!" her eyes seemed to almost sparkle in his direction and Reigen wondered if she liked the guy

Mob turned to him, his eyes almost boring into him and Reigen felt his face heat up. Could espers tell each other apart? He wasn't sure but there was something playful in Mob's gaze, amused, and yup, Reigen got his answer

Reigen cleared his throat, "I'm Reigen Arataka, I'm a senior from Salt Senior High School-"

"Hey! You said you were a colleague!" Kurata cut him off

"-and I also work with spirits." He looked pointedly at Kurata, "And that's why I called myself a colleague."

That made Kurata pout and she promptly walked away, continuing on her duties and leaving him to Mob. Seemed the rumors about that were true

Mob's mouth lifted into a smile, "It's nice to meet you Reigen, don't mind Tome-chan. Did you need help with something?"

"Well, not of the usual sort. You see, I've been helping around the school and town, anyone who says they're haunted or you know, have ghost problems. I was hoping to learn more and since you're clearly more experienced on the matter..." oh god, his eyes, that attention, "uhm, and well, Kurata mentioned you travel a lot, I plan to keep myself local, help out here in Seasoning City. You'd be surprised considering its size but there's a lot of people here who need help!"

Ok he was rambling now and his heart was beating too quickly and he felt sweat beading his brow and upper lip and if he didn't calm down he'd have clammy hands and breath, breathe!

He took a deep breath and nearly rushed through the rest, "Could we maybe keep in contact? Exchange numbers? I'd only text you when I absolutely need help of course!!"

Smooth. That was smooth, right? Ekubo would be proud

"You want Mob's number?" Kurata asked behind him and Reigen nearly jumped out of his skin, his face more bright now he was sure, "Aren't you a little too young? You do know that Mob is already 30, right?"

He turned towards her quickly, "It's for work purposes!"

But just like Ekubo, she gave him a disbelieving look. And no he didn't know Kurata like that (just read a couple things about her) but if it turned out she and Ekubo were related in some way, he wouldn't be surprised

He looked over to Mob, "B-but that's fine if you'd rather not. I know it's weird to have a stranger ask for your number and you probably get this a lot and don't listen to her I didn't mean-"

"That's fine," Mob's quiet voice made Reigen pause, "I don't mind. Here."

"He could also be a serial esper killer Mob," Kurata warned, "Remember what happened last time?"

Last time? Now Reigen was intrigued but Mob only hummed before passing him a business card with a number written on the back, "Don't worry about the time. I can't promise to reply immediately but I'll try to help out however I can."

And okay, maybe Reigen did want Mob's number for that. Or at least eventually, maybe. And maybe Reigen also melted a little when Mob smiled at him and when he placed his warm palm on his shoulder and maybe the rest of his day was a blur because of that

---

Reigen pauses as he feels Serizawa tug on his jacket and he sees Ekubo a couple shops down, waving at him, pointing towards, he looks over, Victoria Secret? Why would he...

"He thinks your boyfriend would like it," is Serizawa's answer and Reigen can't believe that smile on Serizawa's face. Is this betrayal?

Reigen ignores Ekubo's calling and continues walking around the mall. And maybe he's a little glad that they lose Ekubo for awhile but then he finds the two of them again

"Where did you go?" Serizawa asks quietly

"Oh just getting a friend a present, WAIT, Reigen why not get something from here? I hear the back has a few interesting things!"

They stop by at this strange little alcove with the name Spencers on top and shrugs. They go inside, Serizawa giving Ekubo a pointed look and Reigen raising a brow at them both. It seems they carry similar content to Hot Topic. He goes to the back and quickly leaves the store, a laughing Ekubo trailing after him and Serizawa the traitor!

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Reigen isn't sure what to do. It's been a few hours since they arrived at the mall and he can't seem to pick out what to get Mob. Ekubo has tried to get him to buy some indecent things (I bet your 'boyfriend' would like this and For when you're not around, don't want him getting bored, right?) but it's obvious he means all of them to be for Reigen (as they're for his size). Reigen has gotten close to buying Mob a tie (then remembered he hardly used ties), a coat (then remembered Mob recently bought himself a coat), and a scarf (but he left the store, blushing when Serizawa mentioned a matching set would be cute). And yeah, Reigen kind of liked the idea of matching

They'd passed a couple jewelry places (Why not get him a collar so everyone knows he's taken) but he'd never seen Mob wear anything flashy and some of the prices were way over budget.

But they did pass by a movie theatre and he did see a movie he wanted to watch so perhaps they could come back later that week. Serizawa thinks he wants them to go in and starts looking at the times as well, noting that everything has started already

It's only when they're heading back and he sees a sports shop that he remembers Mob likes to work out. Has told him stories about his middle school days and the Bodybuilding Club and he decides to check it out. It confuses his friends and he can't help but smirk a little. He doesn't work out so obviously this stuff isn't for him

He ends up buying a hairband and a work out sweater with a wide neck because he is a healthy teenaged boy and Mob has a beautiful neck

"Well, I think that's enough for today," Reigen says, a bit of a yawn in his voice, "I don't think I'll find anything else here."

"Were you planning on going elsewhere later?" Serizawa asks, a bag of his own in his hand, his umbrella in the other

"Maybe, though I still don't know what else to get. Do you think these are enough?"

"BORING," Ekubo calls out as he's trailing behind them, "He probably could have brought that stuff himself."

"You should also give him chocolates," Serizawa recommends, "Does he like them?"

Reigen nods, mentally adding that to his list. That's when his phone goes off and he checks his messages

"Is that him?" Ekubo asks. Reigen nods, quickly reading over the message and pocketing his phone, "Joining us?"

"No, just sent me the details of when he's coming by. His plane comes in on Christmas Eve. I told him I'd pick him up."

Serizawa coos and Ekubo raises a brow, "When's he coming in?"

"He's on an early flight, 7."

Ekubo chuckles, "Isn't that rare! You waking up early. WELL, Seri and I are going to bolt now, we have some planning to do."

He nearly pushes Serizawa away and the bigger man waves at Reigen. Planning?

---

It's early on Christmas Eve when Reigen leaves his home to head to the airport and pick up Mob (though really Mob doesn't need picking up, he's a grown man but Reigen didn't want to wait to see him later today). He's still yawning when he leaves and maybe he dozes a bit when he catches a taxi. He's decided to dress casual because they're probably going to head back home and just sleep until later today. Mob did mention he hadn't gotten enough sleep and he was sure to be jet-lagged for awhile. Today wasn't as cold so he wore a cozy hoodie, his scarf, and some jogging pants he had lying around.

He makes it to the pick-up terminal about half an hour early and he finds a place to sit. As it nears time for Mob to come in Reigen begins to nod off, semi-aware of his surroundings and semi-thinking about later tonight. He'd tidied up the house and made some chocolate cookies (thank you internet) and bagged up Mob's gift. He'd also taken out the fluffy blanket Mob liked and made space in his closet. All that was left was for Mob to come home

And really, he could have sworn he'd only closed his eyes for a second, maybe five minutes, but next thing he knows he's being woken up by Mob. That instantly wakes him up and he bolts upright, "Mob! A-uhm, sorry! I said I'd be picking you up and here I am falling asleep and-and...Welcome Home."

Mob is smiling down at him, amusement in his eyes and leans down until they're only centimeters apart, "I'm home."

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OMAKE p1 

"I can't believe he fell asleep. Probably wouldn't even notice if I mobbed him," Ekubo said, a hand to his forehead, "But he's wearing that so he probably didn't bring anything on him."

"We should go wake him up, Mob should be here any time now and it's not safe to be sleeping out here," Serizawa fussed, his trusty umbrella on hand.

"We can't go up to him!" Ekubo nearly cried out when Serizawa started to walk over, "What part of secret mission didn't you get?! He's not supposed to know we're here!"

"I could walk by him and make a noise or something, he won't know," Ekubo looked at him pointedly

"With that umbrela there? Yeah, he won't recognize you."

"Good, I'll be-"

"I was being sarcastic!" Ekubo groaned. That's when they both noticed someone walk up to Reigen

"I told you it wasn't safe!" "Is that him?!"

It was a taller man dressed in a black hoodie, a turtleneck peaking out the top, black jeans, and black beanie, a carry on bag with wheels trailing a few inches behind him. They couldn't really see his face from where they were hiding but they could tell Reigen hadn't noticed yet. Not until the man nudged his shoulder. Suddenly Reigen stood (probably apologizing) and -

Ekubo whistled, "Guess he does have a boyfriend and a hot one."

Serizawa raised a brow but also looked on in wonderment as the couple kissed

"Good thing I got that gift in the right size."

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OMAKE p2 

Mob curled up closer to Reigen and smiled at how sensitive the younger man was. Since Mob traveled all over the place he had gotten used to colder weather so something like today was nothing. And even with the heater on, a breeze still entered the house (he'd need to find out where, didn't need Reigen to get a chill).

"You know," he placed a kiss to Reigen's ear, "you have great friends."

"What?" Reigen answered, confused, "You haven't even met them."

Mob only smiled, placing a kiss to Reigen's neck and sighing happily.

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OMAKE p3 

"Soooo," Ekubo pried once they got back to school, "How was it?"

Reigen lifted a brow, "How was what?"

"Don't play sly! Did you guys use my Christmas gift? He liked it didn't he? He seems the type."

Reigen colored at the little Christmas bag he'd hid in his closet and glowered at his friend, embarrassed, "NO!"

That wiped the smirk off Ekubo's face, "Prude."

The bell rang and the rest of his class started to trickle in, the ones inside settled down. He noticed Serizawa was running late and he began to worry. That guy was never late. He felt a kick to his chair and turned back to see Ekubo grinning at him, waving him to come closer. He clearly had that playful look to him and Reigen felt weary but came closer anyways

"Since you didn't use the gift I so generously sent, why not try out kabeshiri?" Ekubo whispered low enough where only Reigen would hear but loud enough that his voice would carry past the noise of everyone. A sort of stage whisper

"Kabeshiri? What's that?" Reigen mimicked him, a bad feeling stirring in his belly

Ekubo whispered the rest (quietly THANK GOD) and Reigen colored, his earlier worry of Serizawa gone

"I bet he'd be into it and don't forget to use the gift."

The teacher called attention and wow, Reigen had to cool down. Now. But the image of Mob's attention on him, pounding into him while wearing that in such a vulgar and primitive way...would Mob like it? They'd never talked about doing anything different but if Mob wanted to - No wait! Yes, it turned him on but also he liked to see Mob, liked to kiss him, liked to hold him. No, there were too many cons

He was distracted the whole day and Ekubo kept sending him knowing looks

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A/N:

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p.s. i can’t find the horizontal line break thing, is that no longer an option for tumblr posts? oh and this was written for Anon H (as i shall call them) for the mp100 secret santa like a year or two ago?? i don’t even know. i noticed it wasn’t on my tumblr and since it’s the one i had the most fun writing (and plan to “continue”, i thought i’d share it)

shared this on twitter so figured i’d share it here too!!

this is a WIP and might end up looking completely different to what i end up posting but it’s the basic idea

it’s set in an ageswap world where reigen is in high school and mob is a working adult. it’s supposed to be set in the same world as the teenager who cried BOYFRIEND (tbh tho, this wip is not as cute and fluff as that oneshot)

the prompt is from a request an anon sent me one time:  mob giving reigen a bj with his psychic powers