Gakuen Alice drabble (100_themes): 044. Black and Distinct
My first drabble done for the community. 1 down, 99 more to go!
Title: Black and Distinct
Series: Gakuen Alice
Theme: 044. Coffee
Pairing(s): Natsume x Luca
Warning(s): Mild shounen-ai
This drabble was written for 100_themes.
Black and Distinct
Luca watched warily as his friend quietly poured the dark liquid into a mug.
The room was instantly enchanted by an aroma neither sweet nor bitter.
It was just distinctively coffee.
He found it indescribable; something words alone could not justify.
Natsume gently set the empty pot down on the counter. With hands embracing the mug, Natsume brought the fresh steamy brew just below his lips. His friend was perhaps inspecting its texture, or whichever one does when they scrutinize coffee.
It was as if he wasn’t even there, Luca concluded, for Natsume did not seem to take much notice in his discomfort-or that Natsume chose to ignore so.
And that was all that there was: Natsume and Natsume's morning coffee.
The dark haired boy stole a small, but slow sip. And without even a pint of sugar or a cup of cream, Luca noted with a tint of disdain.
"That's not a very good habit, you know."
He observed as Natsume airily shrugged, clearly not at all concerned. Should the mug decide to transfigure into a rat, Natsume would still behave in the usual manner.
Luca could not in his lifetime understand his friend's obsession for coffee-preferring tea any day. It wasn't coffee alone though, but bitter black coffee.
Did black coffee actually live up to its name, he inquired that morning. Was it really rich and dark? Was it viscous or watery against your lips? Was it savoury to the tongue or did it leave a bitter after-taste? Perhaps it was all of those combined.
And Luca wondered if it tasted anything like Natsume.
Likely deciding its temperature was finally adequate; Natsume began taking frequent quaffs out of the innocent white mug, very well still ignoring the blond's presence.
Luca pursed his lips together in slight irritation. "Isn't it bitter?"
Red eyes snapped up to meet his own, and what a shock it had left him. The gaze unwavering-a strange calculated look, for a few more straining moments; enough that Luca started feeling quite self-conscious.
What was Natsume looking at?
"Want a taste?"
Luca was caught by surprise for a second time-already one too many a day. That had been unexpected. In fact, much unanticipated; he grumbled in admittance, and at its closure even more so.
Although, as they say... Third time's the charm.
He suddenly found Natsume's lips pressed firmly against his own. And all rationality instantly flew out the door, the window, or what ever else rationalities flew out of. An array of nauseating thoughts raced through Luca's mind, sometimes simultaneously.
What was Natsume doing?
By the time he finally registered the situation, Natsume had already pulled away. Luca shakily turned at the other boy, who counter-leered back with hawk-like behavioural. Though Luca could tell, Natsume's eyes were just daring for a challenge.
In which Luca decidedly ventured.
He took a second to run a moist tongue over his lower lip, and indulged for another two.
The taste was neither sweet nor bitter.
It was just distinctively Natsume.
Comments and constructive criticism are lovely and welcomed :)
How's that for a bit more shounen-ai? ;P
Title: Black and Distinct
Series: Gakuen Alice
Theme: 044. Coffee
Pairing(s): Natsume x Luca
Warning(s): Mild shounen-ai
This drabble was written for 100_themes.
Black and Distinct
Luca watched warily as his friend quietly poured the dark liquid into a mug.
The room was instantly enchanted by an aroma neither sweet nor bitter.
It was just distinctively coffee.
He found it indescribable; something words alone could not justify.
Natsume gently set the empty pot down on the counter. With hands embracing the mug, Natsume brought the fresh steamy brew just below his lips. His friend was perhaps inspecting its texture, or whichever one does when they scrutinize coffee.
It was as if he wasn’t even there, Luca concluded, for Natsume did not seem to take much notice in his discomfort-or that Natsume chose to ignore so.
And that was all that there was: Natsume and Natsume's morning coffee.
The dark haired boy stole a small, but slow sip. And without even a pint of sugar or a cup of cream, Luca noted with a tint of disdain.
"That's not a very good habit, you know."
He observed as Natsume airily shrugged, clearly not at all concerned. Should the mug decide to transfigure into a rat, Natsume would still behave in the usual manner.
Luca could not in his lifetime understand his friend's obsession for coffee-preferring tea any day. It wasn't coffee alone though, but bitter black coffee.
Did black coffee actually live up to its name, he inquired that morning. Was it really rich and dark? Was it viscous or watery against your lips? Was it savoury to the tongue or did it leave a bitter after-taste? Perhaps it was all of those combined.
And Luca wondered if it tasted anything like Natsume.
Likely deciding its temperature was finally adequate; Natsume began taking frequent quaffs out of the innocent white mug, very well still ignoring the blond's presence.
Luca pursed his lips together in slight irritation. "Isn't it bitter?"
Red eyes snapped up to meet his own, and what a shock it had left him. The gaze unwavering-a strange calculated look, for a few more straining moments; enough that Luca started feeling quite self-conscious.
What was Natsume looking at?
"Want a taste?"
Luca was caught by surprise for a second time-already one too many a day. That had been unexpected. In fact, much unanticipated; he grumbled in admittance, and at its closure even more so.
Although, as they say... Third time's the charm.
He suddenly found Natsume's lips pressed firmly against his own. And all rationality instantly flew out the door, the window, or what ever else rationalities flew out of. An array of nauseating thoughts raced through Luca's mind, sometimes simultaneously.
What was Natsume doing?
By the time he finally registered the situation, Natsume had already pulled away. Luca shakily turned at the other boy, who counter-leered back with hawk-like behavioural. Though Luca could tell, Natsume's eyes were just daring for a challenge.
In which Luca decidedly ventured.
He took a second to run a moist tongue over his lower lip, and indulged for another two.
The taste was neither sweet nor bitter.
It was just distinctively Natsume.
Comments and constructive criticism are lovely and welcomed :)
How's that for a bit more shounen-ai? ;P