FAKE Double Drabble: Dancing
Title: Dancing
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ryo, Dee.
Rating: PG
Setting: After the manga.
Summary: Ryo loves going dancing with Dee.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Move’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Double drabble.
Ryo had been stiff and awkward the first time he and Dee had gone to a club together, unused to dancing with a man, and horribly self-conscious, thinking everyone was probably looking at him. There’d also been the fact that other couples were dancing so close together, moving sensually, practically making out on the dance floor. It had brought a tide of heat to his face and he’d been sure he could never behave like that in public, not even after a few stiff drinks.
That had been months ago though; these days he didn’t need alcohol to loosen himself up enough to dance with his lover, and if anyone saw him dancing with Dee they’d be in for a surprise.
Nobody around them cared what they were doing, although Ryo was still very much aware of being watched. Why shouldn’t people stare? He and Dee looked good together, and both of them knew how to move. There was something freeing about just letting go and feeling the music flow through him, forgetting everything except the pounding beat and the man he loved, relishing the closeness and the sensations coursing through him.
He could dance like this all night long.
The End
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Ryo, Dee.
Rating: PG
Setting: After the manga.
Summary: Ryo loves going dancing with Dee.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Move’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Double drabble.
Ryo had been stiff and awkward the first time he and Dee had gone to a club together, unused to dancing with a man, and horribly self-conscious, thinking everyone was probably looking at him. There’d also been the fact that other couples were dancing so close together, moving sensually, practically making out on the dance floor. It had brought a tide of heat to his face and he’d been sure he could never behave like that in public, not even after a few stiff drinks.
That had been months ago though; these days he didn’t need alcohol to loosen himself up enough to dance with his lover, and if anyone saw him dancing with Dee they’d be in for a surprise.
Nobody around them cared what they were doing, although Ryo was still very much aware of being watched. Why shouldn’t people stare? He and Dee looked good together, and both of them knew how to move. There was something freeing about just letting go and feeling the music flow through him, forgetting everything except the pounding beat and the man he loved, relishing the closeness and the sensations coursing through him.
He could dance like this all night long.
The End