04/18
Oh, man, you have to forgive me for having written such a plotless and random fanfic!!! I know sometimes I suck, but I swear I wrote it from the bottom of my heart.
When I started this fanfic, I thought I wanted a “daily life” scene, without dramas or symbolisms or seriousness. I just wanted an everyday moment which could happen today, tomorrow, or next week. Because of that, maybe it can seem as if has no straight course, but I meant it to be like that.
Even so, forgive me for that! I swear I had all the good intentions.
And, most important of all, have fun reading it (and ignore the fact it’s written in English. I really need to practice.)!
<3
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He sank his long fingers into the man’s red hair, the friction made by them against Hideki’s scalp causing shampoo foam to form along all his hair. It was nice, he thought, the touch of that guy’s fingertips on his head. Not that he needed someone’s help to wash his own hair, but still. Seiichi offered to do that himself. So why not enjoy that moment of peac-
Chu.
“…?” He didn’t open his eyes to see that the other male pressed their lips together in a light and uncommitted gesture.
“Just thought you look good with your hair shampooed like this.” And there was the answer for no question made.
“What a silly reason, Yoshiro.”
“That’s true.”
Then another kiss came. This time Hideki felt it coming, since the man behind him tugged his ginger hair almost sneakily and then ran the wet fingers through the nape of his neck.
“Upside down kisses remind me of Spider Man.” Seiichi said as if it was something for not being ashamed of.
“…That’s even sillier.”
“That’s also true.” The heir of the Yoshiro’s family agreed without stopping the relaxing activity of shampooing the hair of the eldest one. “But it kind of made me feel like Peter Parker.”
“…The one who kisses is Mary Jane, or something.”
“Really?”
“I guess.”
“…”
“…”
“Damn.” Seiichi grumbled, even if he didn’t sound as if he was bothered. “Stop chuckling. It isn’t funny.”
“It’s your fault for being too light-headed.”
“You should play Mary Jane’s role.”
“No.”
“But you two have red hair!”
“It means nothing.”
“Well, I didn’t remember Mary fucking Jane was the one who kissed first.” Hideki almost felt like rolling his eyes. Seiichi could be a bit stupid sometimes (which means everyday, but whatever).
“Now you know. Be happy.”
But the white-haired man was sort of still muttering alone.
“I don’t wanna be Mary Jane. She is the girl.”
“So are you.”
“I’m not.”
“Not my fault if you suck.”
“But you suck too!”
“…”
“What?”
“I’m not talking about fucking.”
“…Oh, you aren’t?”
“…No.”
“Hn.” Seiichi frowned. “…Anyway, I don’t suck. I’m awesome. I can be Spider Man, okay?”
“…Yeah, I can see you can.”
“…Sarcasm?”
“Probably.”
“I thought so.”
“Just stop kissing me out of the blue if it bothers you so much.”
“Fine.”
And, finally, silence.
Apparently, all the chit-chat started to bore Seiichi, since he just kept his mouth shut while brushing his fingertips against Hideki’s scalp. He didn’t even complained about his pants getting soaked, or tried to make small talk about something, not even about the weather. Thanks to that, Hideki took once again the thought of letting himself close his eyes, relax, and enjoy that moment of peac-
Chu.
“…What now?” this time, the red-haired one opened his green eyes to look at the upside down face above him. “Spider Man?”
“No.” Seiichi just curved his manly lips in a little cheeky smile and abandoned the foamed hair for Hideki’s jaw, wetting it. “Mary Jane.” And kissed the business man once again, this time parting his lips and sticking his tongue down Hideki’s throat.
Frankly speaking, that Yoshiro was totally random.
“I thought you disliked Mary Jane, old geezer.”
“Yeah” more slow, awfully good random kisses. “I don’t dislike kissing you, though.”
Hideki thought about the moment of peace he wanted so much to enjoy a while ago.
“Hey, do you still think I suck? Cause I’m willing to agree with that.” the platinum-haired man bit one of Hideki’s cheeks, his voice too rusky. “And, unlike you, I am talking about fucking.”
Ah, whatever.
Peace could wait.