Title: Traumatic
Author: Anj (
anjenue)
Pairing: Atobe/Oshitari
Rating: R-ish
Word Count: ~600
Summary: Keigo Does Not Approve of Yuushi's afternoon activities.
A/N: Written for
meganebucks's weekly challenge. This week's prompt: PORN.
'What the hell are you--'
Keigo stuck his head in through the door, and then immediately averted his eyes at the sight of a very naked woman with very fake breasts spread out on a chintzy mattress with a hand between her legs. Fortunately, she wasn't actually there, but just because it was a movie didn't make it any better.
Yuushi didn't say a word, and, after a few moments, Keigo risked a careful glance at him, trying to avoid the flickering screen and whatever horrific activities might have been taking place thereupon. Yuushi hadn't even looked up, gaze intent on the screen, and even if he had noticed Keigo was there, he certainly wasn't acknowledging it.
Keigo scowled. 'Yuushi!' he snapped.
'Hm?' Yuushi looked around, and then noticed Keigo and gave him a bright smile. 'Oh, I didn't hear you come in.'
'That is perhaps because of the volume of the moaning,' Keigo said flatly, folding his arms.
Yuushi grinned, unrepentant. 'Maybe,' he replied. 'But it doesn't have quite the same effect when you watch it when the sound turned all the way down, unless you're being covert with your parents around.'
'You....' Keigo scowled harder, gesturing at the screen without looking. 'You actually enjoy watching this filth?'
'Sure,' Yuushi shrugged, turning back to the screen. Keigo made the mistake of glancing up just in time to see the woman fondling a very long, purple, double-headed jelly dildo, and he looked away as quickly as possible lest he be thoroughly traumatised for life. 'It's interesting. It's such a different world straight men live in, and I have to admit to being curious.'
'Why would you be curious about that?' Keigo snorted. 'They don't shower and scratch their asses and have no fashion sense whatsoever and drink beer right out of the can. What's appealing about that?'
Yuushi laughed, looking up at Keigo again. 'So does Shishido,' he reminded him, 'and he's far from straight.'
'Yes, well Shishido is just an abnormality all around,' Keigo grumbled.
'And Hiyoshi's straight, but he's one of the cleanest, least ass-scratchy people I know.'
'He is also an abnormality.'
Yuushi snickered. 'You can't generalise, Keigo,' he said cheerfully. 'Not all straight men are disgusting, and not all gay men are pris-- proper,' he amended hastily when Keigo shot him a Look. 'But the one thing that straight men have in common is that they like to have sex with women. So, I'm curious what it is about a woman's sexuality that they find so appealing.'
'And is your research giving you any insight into the situation?'
'Nope.' Yuushi grinned again. 'But it's really funny to watch her go. I mean, look at that expression. She looks like she's in pain. Whoever says that men have ridiculous orgasm faces obviously never actually bother to look at a woman's.'
Keigo looked. And then bit his tongue. Sure, it was disgusting, seeing her hand...down there, touching places he really never ever wanted to have anything to do with, but Yuushi was right - the whole forehead-wrinkling, lip-biting, spine-arching, toe-curling act was pretty hilarious.
Yuushi shifted aside and patted the seat next to him. 'C'mon,' he said. 'You have to see what happens when her roommate shows up.'
Keigo sighed. Watching one woman was disgusting enough; he thought two might well send him into epileptic seizures. But he sat down anyway.
After all, horrifying as it might have been, seeing Yuushi laugh for once while watching a movie was worth the potential trauma.