FAKE Double Drabble: Wall Art
Title: Wall Art
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: G
Setting: After Like Like Love.
Summary: Dee thinks he should probably adorn the walls of his apartment with something more appropriate now Ryo is moving in.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Frame(d)’
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Most of the artwork on the walls of Dee’s apartment was in the form of posters. He liked them; they were bright and cheery, didn’t cost much, and could be easily changed to suit the season, or his mood. They also covered up marks on the walls.
But now everything was changing; the apartment had been extended and Ryo was moving in, so he’d had a good clearout. With reluctance, he decided the posters should probably be relegated to the back of the closet. Perhaps they could get a couple of nice pictures for the walls instead.
A couple of weeks after Ryo moved in, Dee noticed the rolled up posters had disappeared. At first he thought he must not have put them where he thought he had, but he searched everywhere; they were definitely gone.
“Ryo?”
“Hmmmm?”
“Have you seen my posters?”
“Oh.” Ryo blushed faintly. “I was hoping you wouldn’t notice.”
“You threw them out?” Dee sounded hurt.
“What? Of course not! I took them to be framed. It was supposed to be a surprise. They should be ready in a couple of days.”
How could he ever have doubted Ryo? Grabbing his baby, Dee kissed him senseless.
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: G
Setting: After Like Like Love.
Summary: Dee thinks he should probably adorn the walls of his apartment with something more appropriate now Ryo is moving in.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Frame(d)’
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble.
Most of the artwork on the walls of Dee’s apartment was in the form of posters. He liked them; they were bright and cheery, didn’t cost much, and could be easily changed to suit the season, or his mood. They also covered up marks on the walls.
But now everything was changing; the apartment had been extended and Ryo was moving in, so he’d had a good clearout. With reluctance, he decided the posters should probably be relegated to the back of the closet. Perhaps they could get a couple of nice pictures for the walls instead.
A couple of weeks after Ryo moved in, Dee noticed the rolled up posters had disappeared. At first he thought he must not have put them where he thought he had, but he searched everywhere; they were definitely gone.
“Ryo?”
“Hmmmm?”
“Have you seen my posters?”
“Oh.” Ryo blushed faintly. “I was hoping you wouldn’t notice.”
“You threw them out?” Dee sounded hurt.
“What? Of course not! I took them to be framed. It was supposed to be a surprise. They should be ready in a couple of days.”
How could he ever have doubted Ryo? Grabbing his baby, Dee kissed him senseless.
The End