[Get backers] fanfic
Title: 8 seconds
Author: espial
Fandom: Get Backers
Pairing: Mido Ban x Amano Ginji.
Rating: Pg
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: A series of drabbles for the 8secondsfic challenge. Prompt: Night.
The lumpy mattress was thin, the rickety bed frame creaked and groaned loudly each time one of them moved. They had taken separate sides originally, though as the night progressed, they rolled together because of the dip in the bed.
Ginji’s breath puffed hot against Ban’s skin, he was pinned to the bed by an arm flung haphazardly across his chest. The blond shifted closer, a leg slid over his hips, Ban’s name murmured, his heart skipped a beat- the word entirely too loud in the silence.
Ban exhaled, comforted by the gesture. Even if he could- he wouldn’t leave.
Title: 16 seconds
Author: espial
Fandom: Get Backers
Pairing: Mido Ban x Amano Ginji.
Rating: Pg
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: A series of drabbles for the 8secondsfic challenge. Prompt: Morning.
Cheap coffee paired with stale, sweet bread was a shitty meal, but it soothed the ache in Ban’s belly. The last cigarette of a crumpled pack shoved between his lips, hand cupped to protect the weak flame from his lighter. To his left, Ginji stirred, the bed emitted a high pitched whine, blankets slid to the floor.
"Breakfast." Ban muttered, took a long drag, bracing the table as Ginji rushed over, stumbled as he shook off the remnants of sleep. Comfortable silence stretched between them as they ate.
Ginji rose, stretched, smoothed his savage bedhead and smiled, "Thank you Ban-chan."
Title: 24 Seconds
Author: espial
Fandom: Get Backers
Pairing: Mido Ban x Amano Ginji.
Rating: Pg
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: A series of drabbles for the 8secondsfic challenge. Prompt: Noon.
People rushed past them- some politely brushed off their sales pitch, others feigned deafness. Ban dealt off Ginji’s complaints with a snort and slap to the back of the head. When an elderly lady bodily shoved Ban out of the way Ginji bit back laughter.
"Hey, Ban-chan."
"I know. You’re hungry. I’m hungry."
Ginji could feel the weight of the glare, noted the tension in the man’s body. "Here." He tossed the white package at Ban who caught it. Nimble fingers removed the cellophane, lit up, a vulgar moan escaping him. Ginji grinned at the sheer joy on Ban’s face.
Title: 32 Seconds
Author: espial
Fandom: Get Backers.
Pairing: Mido Ban x Amano Ginji.
Rating: Pg
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: A series of drabbles for the 8secondsfic challenge. Prompt: Fall.
Grey skies provided a backdrop for color changed leaves. The air was crisp and cool, days shorter- the time between jobs stretched. When it rained, one would take refuge in the car, the other subjected to the numbingly cold rain ever pitching, ever searching, for just one more job.
The car door slammed, Ban slumped into the seat shivering, shirt soaked through and clinging to his frame. Ginji reached over covered Ban’s hands with both of his. Ginji rubbed the chilled skin, worried at the grimace of pain. Hesitantly, touch feather light, Ginji kissed the back of Ban’s shaking hands.
Author: espial
Fandom: Get Backers
Pairing: Mido Ban x Amano Ginji.
Rating: Pg
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: A series of drabbles for the 8secondsfic challenge. Prompt: Night.
The lumpy mattress was thin, the rickety bed frame creaked and groaned loudly each time one of them moved. They had taken separate sides originally, though as the night progressed, they rolled together because of the dip in the bed.
Ginji’s breath puffed hot against Ban’s skin, he was pinned to the bed by an arm flung haphazardly across his chest. The blond shifted closer, a leg slid over his hips, Ban’s name murmured, his heart skipped a beat- the word entirely too loud in the silence.
Ban exhaled, comforted by the gesture. Even if he could- he wouldn’t leave.
Title: 16 seconds
Author: espial
Fandom: Get Backers
Pairing: Mido Ban x Amano Ginji.
Rating: Pg
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: A series of drabbles for the 8secondsfic challenge. Prompt: Morning.
Cheap coffee paired with stale, sweet bread was a shitty meal, but it soothed the ache in Ban’s belly. The last cigarette of a crumpled pack shoved between his lips, hand cupped to protect the weak flame from his lighter. To his left, Ginji stirred, the bed emitted a high pitched whine, blankets slid to the floor.
"Breakfast." Ban muttered, took a long drag, bracing the table as Ginji rushed over, stumbled as he shook off the remnants of sleep. Comfortable silence stretched between them as they ate.
Ginji rose, stretched, smoothed his savage bedhead and smiled, "Thank you Ban-chan."
Title: 24 Seconds
Author: espial
Fandom: Get Backers
Pairing: Mido Ban x Amano Ginji.
Rating: Pg
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: A series of drabbles for the 8secondsfic challenge. Prompt: Noon.
People rushed past them- some politely brushed off their sales pitch, others feigned deafness. Ban dealt off Ginji’s complaints with a snort and slap to the back of the head. When an elderly lady bodily shoved Ban out of the way Ginji bit back laughter.
"Hey, Ban-chan."
"I know. You’re hungry. I’m hungry."
Ginji could feel the weight of the glare, noted the tension in the man’s body. "Here." He tossed the white package at Ban who caught it. Nimble fingers removed the cellophane, lit up, a vulgar moan escaping him. Ginji grinned at the sheer joy on Ban’s face.
Title: 32 Seconds
Author: espial
Fandom: Get Backers.
Pairing: Mido Ban x Amano Ginji.
Rating: Pg
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: A series of drabbles for the 8secondsfic challenge. Prompt: Fall.
Grey skies provided a backdrop for color changed leaves. The air was crisp and cool, days shorter- the time between jobs stretched. When it rained, one would take refuge in the car, the other subjected to the numbingly cold rain ever pitching, ever searching, for just one more job.
The car door slammed, Ban slumped into the seat shivering, shirt soaked through and clinging to his frame. Ginji reached over covered Ban’s hands with both of his. Ginji rubbed the chilled skin, worried at the grimace of pain. Hesitantly, touch feather light, Ginji kissed the back of Ban’s shaking hands.