Another Momoryo drabble
Because I love the idea of Momoryo after Seigaku, no matter how improbable.
Concrit wanted. Like always.
Title: Grip Tape
Pairing: Momoryo!
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Momo's alarm clock wakes them up too early. Retaliation is in order.
Beep! Beep! Beep! The alarm clock shrieked, the beeps resounding throughout the small dorm room that Momoshiro Takeshi shared with Echizen Ryoma.
Momo groaned and reached out to hit the snooze button. It was Saturday, for god’s sake. Who set the damn alarm? Echizen, who was lying on his torso, groaned as well.
“What the hell are you doing Takeshi? It’s fucking Saturday! We don‘t have classes until noon! ” Echizen grumbled, raising his head and rubbing his eyes. Echizen's hair was tousled nicely and his brown eyes were still clouded with sleep. Momo grinned for a moment, appreciating the image.
"I was asking you a question, dumbass. Stop grinning into space." Echizen looked pointedly at Momo.
“I didn’t set the alarm for 8 in the morning! Why would I do that? Someone else obviously did though!” Momo said looking at him accusatorily.
“It’s obviously you, Momo-sempai. I sleep in on the weekends. You’re the one who goes cycling every morning.” Echizen, now more awake, switched to his normal form of addressing Momo.
Inside Momo pouted, he rather liked being called his first name, without the formal honorifics.
“ I don’t go cycling until 9 though!” Momo protested. Why in the world would he set the clock earlier than normal?
“ You did it, and now I’m awake earlier than I need to be. You owe me for this.”
What?! How in the world do I owe you anything for something that I didn’t do?!”
“You’re the only other person sharing my dorm, not to mention that it was your alarm clock that went off. Not mine.”
“You’re the one who’s sleeping in my bed! If you were in your own bed, then you wouldn’t have heard it!”
“You were the one who said we should use yours yesterday, and your stupid alarm clock can be heard through the entire hall.”
“That’s because your bed is too short! Just like you!”
Echizen looked at him, somewhat annoyed, it was way too early in the morning for this crap. “ Well then go find a taller male freshman who plays tennis.” He said blankly, and went back under the covers.
Momo blinked. “Uh…Echizen! I didn’t mean that! Not really…”
He was met with silence.
“Oi! Echizen! Stop ignoring me!” He said, shaking the boy’s shoulder.
“I want that grip tape.” Echizen said and burrowed back into the bed, his back turned.
Momo sighed, there was no waking Echizen now. He pulled out a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and then went to look for his wallet.
That grip tape isn’t going to be cheap.
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A/N: H'okay. So I got distracted by the idea of Momoryo in college. Anyways, sorry for any OOC-ness on Ryoma's or Momo's part. Ryoma is a little asshole to characterize. Also sorry for any tense problems. Though I'm open to a beta. (Hint Hint, Wink Wink, Nudge Nudge)
Concrit wanted. Like always.
Title: Grip Tape
Pairing: Momoryo!
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Momo's alarm clock wakes them up too early. Retaliation is in order.
Beep! Beep! Beep! The alarm clock shrieked, the beeps resounding throughout the small dorm room that Momoshiro Takeshi shared with Echizen Ryoma.
Momo groaned and reached out to hit the snooze button. It was Saturday, for god’s sake. Who set the damn alarm? Echizen, who was lying on his torso, groaned as well.
“What the hell are you doing Takeshi? It’s fucking Saturday! We don‘t have classes until noon! ” Echizen grumbled, raising his head and rubbing his eyes. Echizen's hair was tousled nicely and his brown eyes were still clouded with sleep. Momo grinned for a moment, appreciating the image.
"I was asking you a question, dumbass. Stop grinning into space." Echizen looked pointedly at Momo.
“I didn’t set the alarm for 8 in the morning! Why would I do that? Someone else obviously did though!” Momo said looking at him accusatorily.
“It’s obviously you, Momo-sempai. I sleep in on the weekends. You’re the one who goes cycling every morning.” Echizen, now more awake, switched to his normal form of addressing Momo.
Inside Momo pouted, he rather liked being called his first name, without the formal honorifics.
“ I don’t go cycling until 9 though!” Momo protested. Why in the world would he set the clock earlier than normal?
“ You did it, and now I’m awake earlier than I need to be. You owe me for this.”
What?! How in the world do I owe you anything for something that I didn’t do?!”
“You’re the only other person sharing my dorm, not to mention that it was your alarm clock that went off. Not mine.”
“You’re the one who’s sleeping in my bed! If you were in your own bed, then you wouldn’t have heard it!”
“You were the one who said we should use yours yesterday, and your stupid alarm clock can be heard through the entire hall.”
“That’s because your bed is too short! Just like you!”
Echizen looked at him, somewhat annoyed, it was way too early in the morning for this crap. “ Well then go find a taller male freshman who plays tennis.” He said blankly, and went back under the covers.
Momo blinked. “Uh…Echizen! I didn’t mean that! Not really…”
He was met with silence.
“Oi! Echizen! Stop ignoring me!” He said, shaking the boy’s shoulder.
“I want that grip tape.” Echizen said and burrowed back into the bed, his back turned.
Momo sighed, there was no waking Echizen now. He pulled out a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and then went to look for his wallet.
That grip tape isn’t going to be cheap.
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A/N: H'okay. So I got distracted by the idea of Momoryo in college. Anyways, sorry for any OOC-ness on Ryoma's or Momo's part. Ryoma is a little asshole to characterize. Also sorry for any tense problems. Though I'm open to a beta. (Hint Hint, Wink Wink, Nudge Nudge)