FAKE Double Drabble: Caught
Title: Caught
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ryo, Dee, Bikky.
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: 70: Amnesty 7, using 52: Awkward at drabble_weekly.
Spoilers/Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Bikky walks in on Ryo and Dee at an awkward moment.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Okay, so this was awkward. It was one thing for Bikky to know he and Dee were sleeping together, but quite another to have the boy catch them in a compromising position. They wouldn’t even have been doing anything, or at least not in the living room, if Bikky hadn’t headed out a little while earlier, saying he was going over to Carol’s, but now here he was, glowering in the doorway, and…
Well, it wasn’t as if Bikky had never seen either of them shirtless, and he hadn’t been gone long enough for them to have gotten to the point of doing anything really indecent or particularly intimate, although Dee’s hand might have been… Well… Okay, that was kind of intimate, but Ryo still had his pants on, and…
“I didn’t see anything, and I don’t wanna know,” Bikky stated, looking anywhere but at the sofa where his foster father lay blushing furiously. “I just forgot my phone.”
Grabbing it, Bikky left again, still avoiding looking their way, and as the front door slammed behind the boy, Ryo let his breath out in a sigh of relief.
Dee grinned. “Now, where were we?”
“Dying of terminal embarrassment,” Ryo muttered.
The End
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ryo, Dee, Bikky.
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: 70: Amnesty 7, using 52: Awkward at drabble_weekly.
Spoilers/Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Bikky walks in on Ryo and Dee at an awkward moment.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Okay, so this was awkward. It was one thing for Bikky to know he and Dee were sleeping together, but quite another to have the boy catch them in a compromising position. They wouldn’t even have been doing anything, or at least not in the living room, if Bikky hadn’t headed out a little while earlier, saying he was going over to Carol’s, but now here he was, glowering in the doorway, and…
Well, it wasn’t as if Bikky had never seen either of them shirtless, and he hadn’t been gone long enough for them to have gotten to the point of doing anything really indecent or particularly intimate, although Dee’s hand might have been… Well… Okay, that was kind of intimate, but Ryo still had his pants on, and…
“I didn’t see anything, and I don’t wanna know,” Bikky stated, looking anywhere but at the sofa where his foster father lay blushing furiously. “I just forgot my phone.”
Grabbing it, Bikky left again, still avoiding looking their way, and as the front door slammed behind the boy, Ryo let his breath out in a sigh of relief.
Dee grinned. “Now, where were we?”
“Dying of terminal embarrassment,” Ryo muttered.
The End