__1. RP with Goldie
By the time Gokudera got back to his small flat, glowering all the while, he'd nearly convinced himself everything was normal.
Except it wasn't. Nothing was ever going to be normal again. It could have been, if it was just him and Juudaime - he could've made Juudaime happy, he knew it. But that oaf, that baseball-obsessed fool just had to come in ( Read more... )
Except it wasn't. Nothing was ever going to be normal again. It could have been, if it was just him and Juudaime - he could've made Juudaime happy, he knew it. But that oaf, that baseball-obsessed fool just had to come in ( Read more... )
Gokudera left his jeans lying on the washing machine crammed into his bathroom and stepped straight in and turned the water on, scrubbing ferociously at his hair. The room was tiny and he blushed horribly at the thought of Yamamoto joining him. That was not a good thought to have; he wasn't supposed to think of the idiot in that way anyway. After he'd had a taste, though, it was pretty hard for him not to think, to want, to be so tempted even with his Juudaime -
Bad thoughts. Thoughts of both. He nearly moaned aloud at the thought of taking Tsuna while being taken by Yamamoto and this was not how this shower was supposed to go. Scowling, he turned the cold water on full blast and stood for an entire minute, until his teeth chattered.
His clean laundry was still in here, albeit unironed. He grabbed a loose t-shirt and jeans and slung a towel around his shoulders, taking a deep breath.
"Yamamoto." He called. "Bathroom's free. Use the towel on the dryer."
It was the work of a lifetime to make his way out, grab a beer which he opened on reflex but didn't drink from, and sit on the couch. Gokudera nearly swore when he felt the heat from where Yamamoto had been sitting and shifted across. Fuck fuck fuck.
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Gokudera made sure he didn't jump when Yamamoto sat down. He didn't even take his eyes off the screen, despite having no idea what he was watching. For a moment it was silent but for the irritating chatter of the television.
"You should get going," he said shortly. "I need to check on the Tenth." Gokudera sat carefully still, as though ready to bolt at the slightest inclination.
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Never let it be said that Gokudera was good with words.
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He didn't even know what he was saying anymore, clenching his fists until he realised he was breaking his cigarette pack and throwing it onto the coffee table with unnecessary force.
"Why the fuck would Juudaime tell you that?" He asked, not looking at Yamamoto. He didn't say what he was really thinking; why would you like me?
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Okay. So he hadn't exactly been expecting a serious confession like that. A strangely cute one, pretty well-worded, and shit but how long had the guy been watching him for anyway? Maybe as long as you've been watching him, whispered a small, really treacherous voice in the back of his mind. Ugh.
"...Right." He said eventually, still not moving a muscle. He couldn't think of anything else at all to say.
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Gokudera sucked in a deep breath, staring wide-eyed at Yamamoto. His hands automatically covered Yamamoto's where they sat on his thighs, and if he was trembling a bit, well, that was probably to be expected. It wasn't every day a guy heard something like that, after all.
"You're serious?" He asked, and hated how small his voice sounded. Clearing his throat, he tried again. "I mean. If you're just screwing with me, I will make sure you pay. Um."
Okay, so maybe it was kind of tempting to kiss that earnest face right now.
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He found himself leaning in to the caresses more and more, and had about two seconds to hate himself before he slipped off the couch completely to wrap both arms around Yamamoto and keep on going, leaning up to compensate for his significantly smaller reach. It wasn't fair that Ya - that anyone could make him act like such an idiot. He'd just have to be mean later; for the time being, this felt... nice.
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Gokudera's eyes widened when he noticed Yamamoto's hard-on against his thigh. His first, irrational thought was shit, he's hard again already?, before he realised that wasn't exactly a fair thought. He'd been semi-hard himself since being in the shower. He was just very good at ignoring it.
Squirming a bit, he pulled back and glared at Yamamoto, trying not to pant. "It's uncomfortable," he said accusingly. "I don't bend back like that."
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