MxD Fic: Cute
So I was intending to spend the weekend editing my old fics, not writing new ones... but then I was on a nostalgia kick with On 2, On 3 and the first Tenimyu (I know I'm biased, but Tuti/Ichitaroh are a crap GP, they don't even bother looking at each other) and... stuff got written ^^
Title: Cute
Rating: PG/PG13 (ish)
Warnings: Naked, post-coital Eiji and Daiki :D
Summary: Eiji is trying to work out why Daiki called him cute during closing speeches at one of the Reverse Historica performances.
‘I still can’t believe you did it.’
The announcement broke the silence that had finally settled in the tiny apartment only a few moments before. The voice that had made it was muffled by a thin pillow and there was an accompanying shift of limbs that did little to change the positions of either of the two bodies in the narrow bed.
‘You’re not still harping on about that, are you?’
The second voice was more breathless than the first, the question punctuated by the back of a hand sliding across an open mouth. Head bowed and eyes closed, the second voice let the question hover over the bare back of the first before summoning up the energy to poke between the shoulder blades.
‘Hey, Eiji.’
‘Mmmph?’
‘You still going on about earlier?’
Eiji’s head rose out of the pillow. ‘You insulted me,’ he told Daiki, ignoring the fact that a few minutes ago he’d been promising anything and everything to the man behind him if he’d only move a little faster.
Daiki spluttered predictably at the accusation. ‘Insulted you? I called you “cute”, how is that an insult?’
‘When a man reaches my age -’
‘Oh get a grip, Eiji, you’re thirty-one, not seventy.’
‘I’m just saying, a little respect -’
‘I do respect you, doesn’t mean I can’t find you cute too.’
‘Will you let me finish?’ Eiji twisted just enough so that he could look over his shoulder at Daiki. He wasn’t exactly surprised to see that his boyfriend had his hands planted on his hips and was wearing a frown that still worked as an admonishment even though they were both naked. What did surprise him was that Daiki was capable of staying so... upright, normally the guy was asleep within five minutes of them having sex and on a night like tonight when they’d had not one show to perform but two...
‘You were saying?’ Daiki reminded him, sounding far too awake and alert to an Eiji who was struggling to form a comprehensible sentence.
‘I’m just saying that it’s not exactly in-keeping with my status as Pnish’s oldest member for you to go around calling me “cute”. Especially in public.’
At that, Daiki let the pout segue into a small, slightly sheepish grin. Disentangling himself from Eiji’s legs, he dropped down onto the space Eiji rolled aside to make available. After a little shifting about and a rearrangement of sheets, they were finally facing each other for the first time since they’d got in through the door an hour earlier, both lying on their sides so that there was enough space for the two of them between the wall and the mattress edge.
‘You know, you did dare me to,’ Daiki eventually pointed out.
‘I dared you to call me cute in front of your brother, not a whole audience. And it wasn’t a proper dare anyway, I wasn’t thinking clearly.’
Daiki was grinning again, looking half embarrassed, half pleased with himself. ‘Well if you will sneak up on me like that...’
‘Daiki-chan,’ Eiji pulled an arm out from underneath the sheet so that he could ruffle Daiki’s hair. Normally such a gesture would have made Daiki squirm, but now he didn’t bother, maybe the guy was tired after all.
Catching hold of Eiji’s wrist as his fingers slid round to settle at the back of Daiki’s head, Daiki said, ‘Okay, so I shouldn’t have said it in front of all our fans. It just sort of slipped out - it’s not like I was planning to embarrass you.’
Eiji felt the smile spread slowly across his face as he answered, ‘I know.’
‘So why are you telling me off?’ there was a new pout being directed at him now, one that made Eiji feel more amused than apologetic as he ran the pads of his fingers through Daiki’s hair.
‘I’m not, you just... you took me by surprise, coming out with it like that, that’s all.’
‘Good, then we’re even.’
‘Even?’ Eiji queried.
‘You took me by surprise in the corridor, so I got you back. Even.’
Eiji couldn’t stop his smile widening, not when Daiki was looking so pleased with himself for reaching such a neat conclusion. ‘You know,’ he said slowly. ‘Technically you took me surprise again when you kissed me in the dressing room.’
‘Nice try, but you got your own back for that by pinning me against the wall when we got in.’
‘I still don’t get how you can call me “cute” in the first place anyway,’ Eiji pointed out, in an attempt to find an angle on the argument that might actually let him win.
Daiki managed a half-shrug. ‘Cause you are.’
‘Even when I...’
‘Especially then.’
‘You sure?’ Eiji couldn’t help asking, though with Daiki looking that definite it was hard to disbelieve him.
‘If you’re going to try and prove me wrong, then at least wait till the morning, I don’t think I can keep my eyes open much longer.’
Finally letting go of the back of Daiki’s head, in favour of sliding his hand down to rest somewhere on his back instead, Eiji gave a satisfied nod. ‘Okay, in the morning then. Oh and Daiki?’
‘Yeah?’
‘You’re cuter.’
End
I'll cross-post later/tomorrow to the MxD comm cause I'm not sure if its quite finished yet... I don't know, anyone got any suggestions for improvement?
Title: Cute
Rating: PG/PG13 (ish)
Warnings: Naked, post-coital Eiji and Daiki :D
Summary: Eiji is trying to work out why Daiki called him cute during closing speeches at one of the Reverse Historica performances.
‘I still can’t believe you did it.’
The announcement broke the silence that had finally settled in the tiny apartment only a few moments before. The voice that had made it was muffled by a thin pillow and there was an accompanying shift of limbs that did little to change the positions of either of the two bodies in the narrow bed.
‘You’re not still harping on about that, are you?’
The second voice was more breathless than the first, the question punctuated by the back of a hand sliding across an open mouth. Head bowed and eyes closed, the second voice let the question hover over the bare back of the first before summoning up the energy to poke between the shoulder blades.
‘Hey, Eiji.’
‘Mmmph?’
‘You still going on about earlier?’
Eiji’s head rose out of the pillow. ‘You insulted me,’ he told Daiki, ignoring the fact that a few minutes ago he’d been promising anything and everything to the man behind him if he’d only move a little faster.
Daiki spluttered predictably at the accusation. ‘Insulted you? I called you “cute”, how is that an insult?’
‘When a man reaches my age -’
‘Oh get a grip, Eiji, you’re thirty-one, not seventy.’
‘I’m just saying, a little respect -’
‘I do respect you, doesn’t mean I can’t find you cute too.’
‘Will you let me finish?’ Eiji twisted just enough so that he could look over his shoulder at Daiki. He wasn’t exactly surprised to see that his boyfriend had his hands planted on his hips and was wearing a frown that still worked as an admonishment even though they were both naked. What did surprise him was that Daiki was capable of staying so... upright, normally the guy was asleep within five minutes of them having sex and on a night like tonight when they’d had not one show to perform but two...
‘You were saying?’ Daiki reminded him, sounding far too awake and alert to an Eiji who was struggling to form a comprehensible sentence.
‘I’m just saying that it’s not exactly in-keeping with my status as Pnish’s oldest member for you to go around calling me “cute”. Especially in public.’
At that, Daiki let the pout segue into a small, slightly sheepish grin. Disentangling himself from Eiji’s legs, he dropped down onto the space Eiji rolled aside to make available. After a little shifting about and a rearrangement of sheets, they were finally facing each other for the first time since they’d got in through the door an hour earlier, both lying on their sides so that there was enough space for the two of them between the wall and the mattress edge.
‘You know, you did dare me to,’ Daiki eventually pointed out.
‘I dared you to call me cute in front of your brother, not a whole audience. And it wasn’t a proper dare anyway, I wasn’t thinking clearly.’
Daiki was grinning again, looking half embarrassed, half pleased with himself. ‘Well if you will sneak up on me like that...’
‘Daiki-chan,’ Eiji pulled an arm out from underneath the sheet so that he could ruffle Daiki’s hair. Normally such a gesture would have made Daiki squirm, but now he didn’t bother, maybe the guy was tired after all.
Catching hold of Eiji’s wrist as his fingers slid round to settle at the back of Daiki’s head, Daiki said, ‘Okay, so I shouldn’t have said it in front of all our fans. It just sort of slipped out - it’s not like I was planning to embarrass you.’
Eiji felt the smile spread slowly across his face as he answered, ‘I know.’
‘So why are you telling me off?’ there was a new pout being directed at him now, one that made Eiji feel more amused than apologetic as he ran the pads of his fingers through Daiki’s hair.
‘I’m not, you just... you took me by surprise, coming out with it like that, that’s all.’
‘Good, then we’re even.’
‘Even?’ Eiji queried.
‘You took me by surprise in the corridor, so I got you back. Even.’
Eiji couldn’t stop his smile widening, not when Daiki was looking so pleased with himself for reaching such a neat conclusion. ‘You know,’ he said slowly. ‘Technically you took me surprise again when you kissed me in the dressing room.’
‘Nice try, but you got your own back for that by pinning me against the wall when we got in.’
‘I still don’t get how you can call me “cute” in the first place anyway,’ Eiji pointed out, in an attempt to find an angle on the argument that might actually let him win.
Daiki managed a half-shrug. ‘Cause you are.’
‘Even when I...’
‘Especially then.’
‘You sure?’ Eiji couldn’t help asking, though with Daiki looking that definite it was hard to disbelieve him.
‘If you’re going to try and prove me wrong, then at least wait till the morning, I don’t think I can keep my eyes open much longer.’
Finally letting go of the back of Daiki’s head, in favour of sliding his hand down to rest somewhere on his back instead, Eiji gave a satisfied nod. ‘Okay, in the morning then. Oh and Daiki?’
‘Yeah?’
‘You’re cuter.’
End
I'll cross-post later/tomorrow to the MxD comm cause I'm not sure if its quite finished yet... I don't know, anyone got any suggestions for improvement?