Love In the Rain
title: love in the rain
pairing: yabu/chinen
rating: r
genre: romance
word count: ~2200 - oneshot
warnings: language, fluff, smut
summary: There was a storm. Chinen needed a ride home. Yabu could drive.
author's note: I fail. I really do. I wrote all this out, and then something decides to torture me once again, and not save any of it. I really don't think I'm meant to be satisfied with my original work. >.< Anyways, so I had to retype it, and I don't think it was as good as it could gave been...
Thanks to spastic_minkey for everything. =D <3
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"Nii-chan!" Yabu turned around and lift his hand to shield his eyes from the downpour of rain. "Nii-chan!"
"Chinen?" The older one watched as the acrobat ran towards him, taking his hand and pulling him under the dry cover of the building. "What are you still doing here? I thought everyone left already."
"I know..." The younger one fidgeted and stepped closer, seemingly drawn by the older one's warmth. "My parents can't pick me up...and the last train already left about an hour ago."
Yabu wrapped his arms around him, gladly sharing what little body heat he had. "Why didn't they call you earlier and tell you this?" He felt a shiver run through Chinen's body.
"They're up with my sister at her dorm, and there was this huge storm and a bunch of flights were canceled. Mom called me as soon as she was able to get signal..." Yabu sighed and pulled him closer to his body, running his hands up and down his back.
He took a deep breath and looked at the onslaught of rain. It would be suicide of Chinen for him to walk home in this storm, and Yabu would feel terrible if the younger one caught a cold because of it. "Do you want me to drive you home?" A nod against his chest was his reply. "Alright, let's go then." Yabu kept his arm around the teen as he lightly jogged out into the rain, pressing the button on his car keys to unlock the door. He took both his and Chinen's bag before he walked Chinen to the passenger side, opening and closing the door for him, before he hurriedly jogged to the other side, getting in and basically slammed the door shut, tossing both bags into the back.
He smiled over at Chinen before putting his keys in the ignition, blasting the heater to warm them both up. Once they had their seat belts on, he pulled out of the almost completely abandoned parking lot, out onto the street where there were very few cars.
"Have you been alone for long?" Yabu asked, not liking the slightly awkward silence in the car.
"Just for the weekend, mom and dad were supposed to be back earlier today." Yabu 'hmm'ed in response, not really having anything else to say.
Thunder crackled as lightning flashed, making Chinen jump and grip Yabu's hand--which was on the center console--in panic.
Yabu looked down at their conjoined hands momentarily, smiling gently.
"Have you even been in here before?" The BEST member asked, determined to get Chinen's mind off the storm.
"No. This is actually the first time..."
"What do you think of it?" Yabu glanced at the teen's distraught face before glancing back at the rode, slowing down as they came to a red light.
"It's...actually really cool." Chinen smiled and ran his hand over the dashboard, pressing the button to open the glove department, shutting it just as multiple papers almost slid out. "Oops..."
Yabu shook his head and turned his eyes back towards the road just as the light turned green. He moved his foot to the gas pedal and lightly accelerated. He watched his surroundings absentmindedly. As they neared Chinen's house, it became darker with the lack of streetlights, the only real lights being the car's headlights and the lightning seemingly to illuminate their way.
"Chii-chan, we're here." Yabu pulled up into the driveway, putting the car in park as he slipped his hand from the other. "You going to be okay on your own?" He asked, seeing the apprehensive look adorning the teen's face. The other gave a jerky nod and Yabu shut off the car, reaching for their bags in the back seat before opening the door.
Chinen looked after him, watched him round the car and open his door, motioning for him to get out. Yabu was glad when Chinen accepted his hand and they both jogged up to the doorstep, safe from the rain temporarily. Chinen reached into his bag and pulled out his keys, unlocking the door.
Yabu stepped inside after the younger one, toeing off his shoes and socks as he shook his head to shed the water from his hair.
"Are you hungry, Nii-chan?" Chinen asked, looking a little less scared now that he was in his home.
"Sure, you gonna make me something?" Yabu teased, following Chinen to the kitchen and noticing how he turned on every light after him, like he was afraid of the dark. He sat on the chair facing the kitchen, opposite side of the table.
"Maybe..." The older one smiled at the teasing tone he received and how Chinen bit his lip while smirking. Just as he thought Chinen had somehow forgotten about the storm, thunder seemed to shake the house and the lightning was continuous for multiple seconds as the two Johnny's looked at each other.
Yabu watched as Chinen's features morphed into fear as all the lights went out, leaving them in complete darkness.
"Nii-chan!" Yabu was up and out of his chair in a matter of seconds, gathering Chinen into his arms, realizing they were still in wet clothes.
"Chinen." He spoke softly, afraid to startle the younger one even more. "Where are the candles?" He felt him shake in his arms.
A moment of silence passed. "There's some in my room."
"Alright, good, we need to get you out of these clothes anyways. You go ahead, I'll be right-"
"No! Don't leave me, Nii-chan!" Yabu nodded and pulled the other to where he dropped their bags. Grabbing those, he guided Chinen to his room. "The candles are on my dresser. By my bed."
Yabu nodded once more and let Chinen sit on his bed as he grabbed the candle and matches, lighting the scented candle's wick. He moved down to Chinen's drawers, grabbing out some boxers for the teen to dress in. Turning back to him, Yabu saw the other visibly shaking, whether it was from fear, or from the wet clothes still clinging to his body, Yabu wasn't sure. But either way, he stood towering over the other one, pulling along the hem of Chinen's shirt.
The material fell to the floor as Yabu pulled Chinen up, pulling him against him as he slowly undid his pants, hoping that Chinen wouldn't think anything of this.
"Yabu-chan?"
"You wanna do this yourself?" Once again, there was a nod against his chest and he stepped back, going to his own bag for a change of clothes. He stripped himself off all his clothes, thankful for the extra pair of boxers and sweatpants he had in his bag, too bad he had forgotten a shirt, but that wasn't a big deal.
When he turned back around, Chinen was in the process of pulling up the boxers he had pulled from the drawer. He didn't have a shirt on, and his body was bent, pulling the cotton up his still semi-wet legs.
Yabu watched as Chinen's more than modest length was covered by the boxers, shivering for some odd reason and shaking his head to ignore the thoughts that plagued his mind at the current moment. The flicker of the lone candle cast dark shadows over both of them, playing over their defined muscles and making them even more prominent.
"Nii-chan?" Chinen stood to his full height of 5'2 and looked at the taller one.
"Yeah?" Yabu shook his head, walking forward to the bed, pulling back the blankets before motioning for Chinen to climb in.
"Never...never mind." Yabu stared at the younger one quizzically before following him into the bed, covering up. As he lay down, Chinen curled up against him, his leg stretching out over him and his arm wrapping around his chest. Yabu lift his head and went to blow out the candle, now that they were settled in bed. "No!"
Yabu flinched at the voice in his ear, not prepared for it whatsoever.
"Sorry...but it gets dark..."
There was a sympathetic smile on Yabu's face. "If I leave it going, it could be hazardous. You're tired, I'm tired, let's sleep."
"But...I'm not tired..." Chinen whispered just as Yabu blew out the candle. Yabu felt Chinen cuddle closer to him, his leg going further up on his waist. Yabu tightened his arms around him, hearing the soft grunt that left the teen's mouth as he pulled him practically on top of him. The older one froze slightly, knowing that he wasn't just imagining things. Yabu looked down at the other, seeing his eyes darkened, pleading that he wouldn't notice. But it was already too late.
Lightning flashed.
"Do you want me to ignore it?" The words that spilled from Yabu's mouth seemed so unlike him. It was as though his words were filled with hidden promises; almost like he was asking Chinen for permission.
Thunder roared.
With a jolt in Chinen's body, Yabu pulled him closer, earning a soft whimper. Chinen looked into Yabu's matured eyes, wondering if he was serious. But either way, he whispered, "Distract me?" As Yabu's hand lift to Chinen's cheek, he could feel the heat radiating from Chinen's cheek, flushed red from the situation. Yabu nodded and allowed Chinen to scoot further up on him, legs parting and going on either side of him.
When Chinen was settled, his lips descended and pressed against Yabu's. Yabu placed his other hand on Chinen's hip, pushing him down slightly, causing the younger one to release a moan. Yabu felt Chinen's tongue slowly enter his mouth, the soft pink muscle seeming so hesitate. He let out a moan in response, and that seemed to encourage the other. Chinen shook gently in his arms as the rain pelted down against the bedroom window even harder. He whimpered again.
Yabu growled lightly and rolled Chinen on his back, now more than just determined to distract him from the storm. There was a squeal-type sound that left the other as he landed on his back and Yabu gently grabbed his legs and wrapped them around him, meshing their bare chests closer together. Yabu kissed Chinen passionately, his nails skimming across his sides, causing more goosebumps to rise in their wake.
"Nii-chan..." Chinen muttered out of habit, causing Yabu to stop kissing him. "It's not working."
"What's not working, baby?" Yabu went back to kissing him, realizing he didn't need to stop. His lips trailed along Chinen's jaw, his hands going down to slip the material off of those muscular legs. Chinen's legs unwound from Yabu's waist, letting the boxers fall away.
"I can hear the storm..." Chinen said, allowing his own hands to roam over Yabu's body, catching in the sweatpants, tugging them down.
"Ya know what, Yuuri?" Yabu purred into Chinen's ear. "Why do I feel like this was all just a ploy," Yabu slipped out of his remained clothes, grinding his erection against Chinen's, "to get into my pants?"
"Because you think too much 'cause you're over the overprotective Yabumama." Chinen entwined his hand in Yabu's hair and pulled him down for another kiss, successfully shutting him up.
Yabu moaned and felt Chinen do the same as he wrapped his long fingers around both his and Chinen's length, bringing them together. His hand squeezed and he felt himself tense before shuddering lightly and then sliding his hand upward. Chinen's head jerked back and he let out a loud cry, accompanying the sound of the rain against the window, and the thundering booming
Yabu panted harshly, letting his head fall to rest on his forearm, which rested on the pillow. He groaned lightly as he listened to Chinen's cries, the teen's body arching up and thrashing around with every long stroke. He moaned and writhed and cried out Yabu's name, asking for more. Nothing in particular, just more.
So Yabu sped up his hand, his hand running up and down their lengths, twisting and gripping in all the right places.
"Ungh. Yabu...Kouta. Fuck! So good. So close." His moans turned into jumbled sentences. Most of them meaning nothing, only a few actually coherent enough to understand.
Yabu felt his own end coming near, not really paying attention to Chinen. He bit his lip, continuing to grunt. It was only moments before he trhust forward, spilling into his own hand, his teeth grinding. "Ugh...Yuuri." Chinen's hips snapped forward too, his mouth opening in a scream as the thunder clashed once more and he came.
As Yabu kissed Chinen again, slowly removing his hand and rolling onto his side, he sighed peacefully, noticing the rain had settled somewhat and the thunder seemed more distant now. Chinen was back on his chest, snuggling into him as Yabu covered them with the blanket.
"Thank you, Onii-chan." Yabu smiled and kissed the top of Chinen's head, knowing all his rational thought would return in the morning.
pairing: yabu/chinen
rating: r
genre: romance
word count: ~2200 - oneshot
warnings: language, fluff, smut
summary: There was a storm. Chinen needed a ride home. Yabu could drive.
author's note: I fail. I really do. I wrote all this out, and then something decides to torture me once again, and not save any of it. I really don't think I'm meant to be satisfied with my original work. >.< Anyways, so I had to retype it, and I don't think it was as good as it could gave been...
Thanks to spastic_minkey for everything. =D <3
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"Nii-chan!" Yabu turned around and lift his hand to shield his eyes from the downpour of rain. "Nii-chan!"
"Chinen?" The older one watched as the acrobat ran towards him, taking his hand and pulling him under the dry cover of the building. "What are you still doing here? I thought everyone left already."
"I know..." The younger one fidgeted and stepped closer, seemingly drawn by the older one's warmth. "My parents can't pick me up...and the last train already left about an hour ago."
Yabu wrapped his arms around him, gladly sharing what little body heat he had. "Why didn't they call you earlier and tell you this?" He felt a shiver run through Chinen's body.
"They're up with my sister at her dorm, and there was this huge storm and a bunch of flights were canceled. Mom called me as soon as she was able to get signal..." Yabu sighed and pulled him closer to his body, running his hands up and down his back.
He took a deep breath and looked at the onslaught of rain. It would be suicide of Chinen for him to walk home in this storm, and Yabu would feel terrible if the younger one caught a cold because of it. "Do you want me to drive you home?" A nod against his chest was his reply. "Alright, let's go then." Yabu kept his arm around the teen as he lightly jogged out into the rain, pressing the button on his car keys to unlock the door. He took both his and Chinen's bag before he walked Chinen to the passenger side, opening and closing the door for him, before he hurriedly jogged to the other side, getting in and basically slammed the door shut, tossing both bags into the back.
He smiled over at Chinen before putting his keys in the ignition, blasting the heater to warm them both up. Once they had their seat belts on, he pulled out of the almost completely abandoned parking lot, out onto the street where there were very few cars.
"Have you been alone for long?" Yabu asked, not liking the slightly awkward silence in the car.
"Just for the weekend, mom and dad were supposed to be back earlier today." Yabu 'hmm'ed in response, not really having anything else to say.
Thunder crackled as lightning flashed, making Chinen jump and grip Yabu's hand--which was on the center console--in panic.
Yabu looked down at their conjoined hands momentarily, smiling gently.
"Have you even been in here before?" The BEST member asked, determined to get Chinen's mind off the storm.
"No. This is actually the first time..."
"What do you think of it?" Yabu glanced at the teen's distraught face before glancing back at the rode, slowing down as they came to a red light.
"It's...actually really cool." Chinen smiled and ran his hand over the dashboard, pressing the button to open the glove department, shutting it just as multiple papers almost slid out. "Oops..."
Yabu shook his head and turned his eyes back towards the road just as the light turned green. He moved his foot to the gas pedal and lightly accelerated. He watched his surroundings absentmindedly. As they neared Chinen's house, it became darker with the lack of streetlights, the only real lights being the car's headlights and the lightning seemingly to illuminate their way.
"Chii-chan, we're here." Yabu pulled up into the driveway, putting the car in park as he slipped his hand from the other. "You going to be okay on your own?" He asked, seeing the apprehensive look adorning the teen's face. The other gave a jerky nod and Yabu shut off the car, reaching for their bags in the back seat before opening the door.
Chinen looked after him, watched him round the car and open his door, motioning for him to get out. Yabu was glad when Chinen accepted his hand and they both jogged up to the doorstep, safe from the rain temporarily. Chinen reached into his bag and pulled out his keys, unlocking the door.
Yabu stepped inside after the younger one, toeing off his shoes and socks as he shook his head to shed the water from his hair.
"Are you hungry, Nii-chan?" Chinen asked, looking a little less scared now that he was in his home.
"Sure, you gonna make me something?" Yabu teased, following Chinen to the kitchen and noticing how he turned on every light after him, like he was afraid of the dark. He sat on the chair facing the kitchen, opposite side of the table.
"Maybe..." The older one smiled at the teasing tone he received and how Chinen bit his lip while smirking. Just as he thought Chinen had somehow forgotten about the storm, thunder seemed to shake the house and the lightning was continuous for multiple seconds as the two Johnny's looked at each other.
Yabu watched as Chinen's features morphed into fear as all the lights went out, leaving them in complete darkness.
"Nii-chan!" Yabu was up and out of his chair in a matter of seconds, gathering Chinen into his arms, realizing they were still in wet clothes.
"Chinen." He spoke softly, afraid to startle the younger one even more. "Where are the candles?" He felt him shake in his arms.
A moment of silence passed. "There's some in my room."
"Alright, good, we need to get you out of these clothes anyways. You go ahead, I'll be right-"
"No! Don't leave me, Nii-chan!" Yabu nodded and pulled the other to where he dropped their bags. Grabbing those, he guided Chinen to his room. "The candles are on my dresser. By my bed."
Yabu nodded once more and let Chinen sit on his bed as he grabbed the candle and matches, lighting the scented candle's wick. He moved down to Chinen's drawers, grabbing out some boxers for the teen to dress in. Turning back to him, Yabu saw the other visibly shaking, whether it was from fear, or from the wet clothes still clinging to his body, Yabu wasn't sure. But either way, he stood towering over the other one, pulling along the hem of Chinen's shirt.
The material fell to the floor as Yabu pulled Chinen up, pulling him against him as he slowly undid his pants, hoping that Chinen wouldn't think anything of this.
"Yabu-chan?"
"You wanna do this yourself?" Once again, there was a nod against his chest and he stepped back, going to his own bag for a change of clothes. He stripped himself off all his clothes, thankful for the extra pair of boxers and sweatpants he had in his bag, too bad he had forgotten a shirt, but that wasn't a big deal.
When he turned back around, Chinen was in the process of pulling up the boxers he had pulled from the drawer. He didn't have a shirt on, and his body was bent, pulling the cotton up his still semi-wet legs.
Yabu watched as Chinen's more than modest length was covered by the boxers, shivering for some odd reason and shaking his head to ignore the thoughts that plagued his mind at the current moment. The flicker of the lone candle cast dark shadows over both of them, playing over their defined muscles and making them even more prominent.
"Nii-chan?" Chinen stood to his full height of 5'2 and looked at the taller one.
"Yeah?" Yabu shook his head, walking forward to the bed, pulling back the blankets before motioning for Chinen to climb in.
"Never...never mind." Yabu stared at the younger one quizzically before following him into the bed, covering up. As he lay down, Chinen curled up against him, his leg stretching out over him and his arm wrapping around his chest. Yabu lift his head and went to blow out the candle, now that they were settled in bed. "No!"
Yabu flinched at the voice in his ear, not prepared for it whatsoever.
"Sorry...but it gets dark..."
There was a sympathetic smile on Yabu's face. "If I leave it going, it could be hazardous. You're tired, I'm tired, let's sleep."
"But...I'm not tired..." Chinen whispered just as Yabu blew out the candle. Yabu felt Chinen cuddle closer to him, his leg going further up on his waist. Yabu tightened his arms around him, hearing the soft grunt that left the teen's mouth as he pulled him practically on top of him. The older one froze slightly, knowing that he wasn't just imagining things. Yabu looked down at the other, seeing his eyes darkened, pleading that he wouldn't notice. But it was already too late.
Lightning flashed.
"Do you want me to ignore it?" The words that spilled from Yabu's mouth seemed so unlike him. It was as though his words were filled with hidden promises; almost like he was asking Chinen for permission.
Thunder roared.
With a jolt in Chinen's body, Yabu pulled him closer, earning a soft whimper. Chinen looked into Yabu's matured eyes, wondering if he was serious. But either way, he whispered, "Distract me?" As Yabu's hand lift to Chinen's cheek, he could feel the heat radiating from Chinen's cheek, flushed red from the situation. Yabu nodded and allowed Chinen to scoot further up on him, legs parting and going on either side of him.
When Chinen was settled, his lips descended and pressed against Yabu's. Yabu placed his other hand on Chinen's hip, pushing him down slightly, causing the younger one to release a moan. Yabu felt Chinen's tongue slowly enter his mouth, the soft pink muscle seeming so hesitate. He let out a moan in response, and that seemed to encourage the other. Chinen shook gently in his arms as the rain pelted down against the bedroom window even harder. He whimpered again.
Yabu growled lightly and rolled Chinen on his back, now more than just determined to distract him from the storm. There was a squeal-type sound that left the other as he landed on his back and Yabu gently grabbed his legs and wrapped them around him, meshing their bare chests closer together. Yabu kissed Chinen passionately, his nails skimming across his sides, causing more goosebumps to rise in their wake.
"Nii-chan..." Chinen muttered out of habit, causing Yabu to stop kissing him. "It's not working."
"What's not working, baby?" Yabu went back to kissing him, realizing he didn't need to stop. His lips trailed along Chinen's jaw, his hands going down to slip the material off of those muscular legs. Chinen's legs unwound from Yabu's waist, letting the boxers fall away.
"I can hear the storm..." Chinen said, allowing his own hands to roam over Yabu's body, catching in the sweatpants, tugging them down.
"Ya know what, Yuuri?" Yabu purred into Chinen's ear. "Why do I feel like this was all just a ploy," Yabu slipped out of his remained clothes, grinding his erection against Chinen's, "to get into my pants?"
"Because you think too much 'cause you're over the overprotective Yabumama." Chinen entwined his hand in Yabu's hair and pulled him down for another kiss, successfully shutting him up.
Yabu moaned and felt Chinen do the same as he wrapped his long fingers around both his and Chinen's length, bringing them together. His hand squeezed and he felt himself tense before shuddering lightly and then sliding his hand upward. Chinen's head jerked back and he let out a loud cry, accompanying the sound of the rain against the window, and the thundering booming
Yabu panted harshly, letting his head fall to rest on his forearm, which rested on the pillow. He groaned lightly as he listened to Chinen's cries, the teen's body arching up and thrashing around with every long stroke. He moaned and writhed and cried out Yabu's name, asking for more. Nothing in particular, just more.
So Yabu sped up his hand, his hand running up and down their lengths, twisting and gripping in all the right places.
"Ungh. Yabu...Kouta. Fuck! So good. So close." His moans turned into jumbled sentences. Most of them meaning nothing, only a few actually coherent enough to understand.
Yabu felt his own end coming near, not really paying attention to Chinen. He bit his lip, continuing to grunt. It was only moments before he trhust forward, spilling into his own hand, his teeth grinding. "Ugh...Yuuri." Chinen's hips snapped forward too, his mouth opening in a scream as the thunder clashed once more and he came.
As Yabu kissed Chinen again, slowly removing his hand and rolling onto his side, he sighed peacefully, noticing the rain had settled somewhat and the thunder seemed more distant now. Chinen was back on his chest, snuggling into him as Yabu covered them with the blanket.
"Thank you, Onii-chan." Yabu smiled and kissed the top of Chinen's head, knowing all his rational thought would return in the morning.