[band au, ryo/yasu] sand
Title: Sand
Fandom: Johnny's & Associates (Kanjani8)
Pairing: Nishikido Ryo/Yasuda Shota
Characters: Nishikido Ryo, Yasuda Shota, mentions of Yamashita Tomohisa
Rating: PG
Word count: ~430
Warnings: AU, established relationship
Summary: Yasu visits, Ryo pretends he's not happy.
Notes: from another portion of band au. :)
Ryo answers the door, looking disheveled and half asleep. "Pi, if this is you forgetting your key again I'm gonna kick your--Yasu?!"
Yasu smiles at him, shifting his guitar strap a little nervously. "Ryo-chan," he says, "come on, let's go to the beach~"
"The... it's like 6 AM!"
"No, it's 11. Let's go let's go change your pants and put on a shirt you can't go out looking like a total slob come on come on!"
"Okay god stop rushing me," Ryo grumbles, but he's grinning when he turns away.
"...what're you doing here?" Ryo asks, when they're standing together watching the waves crash.
"I was hoping to go swimming," Yasu answers pleasantly.
"It's March. Too damn cold," Ryo points out, punctuating it with an eye roll.
"Isn't it invigorating?" Yasu asks, enthused now as he grins at Ryo.
"Nnnngh no, it just sounds like torture," Ryo complains, and watches Yasu put his guitar case down and settle, cross-legged, on the sand. "Besides, you're not really dressed for swimming," he comments, eying Yasu's green-and-pink striped low-crotch capris and art-print shirt under the yellow sweatshirt (which he thinks is decorated with flamingos). He sits after a moment of level consideration. Yeah sand in his shirt's annoying, but whatever. He's never been the sitting like a child or a monk type, though, and winds up flopping forward on his stomach, looking up at Yasu.
"Oh, I have it on underneath," Yasu says, arching his back and tugging the waistband of his pants down to show him.
"Don't do that!" Ryo squawks in a most dignified manner, slapping Yasu's hands away and pulling his shirt back down, "we're in public!"
Yasu laughs himself silly. "There's no one here!" he says, throwing his arms wide, "that was kind of the point!"
"You dragged me out to a deserted beach in the cold with only your guitar and a bathing suit. What are you planning? I'm not going in the water."
Yasu's mouth screws up, like he's thinking about. "I dunno," he says, eventually, "I just wanted to."
"...somebody put you up to this."
"No, no, nothing of the sort!" Yasu yelps, like that's not obvious.
"That's why Pi was out this morning! Oooooh I'm going to kill him. And you for going along with it." He's sitting on his knees now, leaning forward to scowl at Yasu.
"He was worried! And so was I," Yasu says, defensively.
"Wha--why?"
"You get so distracted and you forget to eat or drink too much or don't sleep and it's. I worry," Yasu explains, his fingers brushing over Ryo's hair.
Ryo leans into it despite himself. "I'm fine," he protests, weakly.
"I had to come see for myself," Yasu says, and leans forward to kiss him.
Ryo's really glad the beach is deserted.
Fandom: Johnny's & Associates (Kanjani8)
Pairing: Nishikido Ryo/Yasuda Shota
Characters: Nishikido Ryo, Yasuda Shota, mentions of Yamashita Tomohisa
Rating: PG
Word count: ~430
Warnings: AU, established relationship
Summary: Yasu visits, Ryo pretends he's not happy.
Notes: from another portion of band au. :)
Ryo answers the door, looking disheveled and half asleep. "Pi, if this is you forgetting your key again I'm gonna kick your--Yasu?!"
Yasu smiles at him, shifting his guitar strap a little nervously. "Ryo-chan," he says, "come on, let's go to the beach~"
"The... it's like 6 AM!"
"No, it's 11. Let's go let's go change your pants and put on a shirt you can't go out looking like a total slob come on come on!"
"Okay god stop rushing me," Ryo grumbles, but he's grinning when he turns away.
"...what're you doing here?" Ryo asks, when they're standing together watching the waves crash.
"I was hoping to go swimming," Yasu answers pleasantly.
"It's March. Too damn cold," Ryo points out, punctuating it with an eye roll.
"Isn't it invigorating?" Yasu asks, enthused now as he grins at Ryo.
"Nnnngh no, it just sounds like torture," Ryo complains, and watches Yasu put his guitar case down and settle, cross-legged, on the sand. "Besides, you're not really dressed for swimming," he comments, eying Yasu's green-and-pink striped low-crotch capris and art-print shirt under the yellow sweatshirt (which he thinks is decorated with flamingos). He sits after a moment of level consideration. Yeah sand in his shirt's annoying, but whatever. He's never been the sitting like a child or a monk type, though, and winds up flopping forward on his stomach, looking up at Yasu.
"Oh, I have it on underneath," Yasu says, arching his back and tugging the waistband of his pants down to show him.
"Don't do that!" Ryo squawks in a most dignified manner, slapping Yasu's hands away and pulling his shirt back down, "we're in public!"
Yasu laughs himself silly. "There's no one here!" he says, throwing his arms wide, "that was kind of the point!"
"You dragged me out to a deserted beach in the cold with only your guitar and a bathing suit. What are you planning? I'm not going in the water."
Yasu's mouth screws up, like he's thinking about. "I dunno," he says, eventually, "I just wanted to."
"...somebody put you up to this."
"No, no, nothing of the sort!" Yasu yelps, like that's not obvious.
"That's why Pi was out this morning! Oooooh I'm going to kill him. And you for going along with it." He's sitting on his knees now, leaning forward to scowl at Yasu.
"He was worried! And so was I," Yasu says, defensively.
"Wha--why?"
"You get so distracted and you forget to eat or drink too much or don't sleep and it's. I worry," Yasu explains, his fingers brushing over Ryo's hair.
Ryo leans into it despite himself. "I'm fine," he protests, weakly.
"I had to come see for myself," Yasu says, and leans forward to kiss him.
Ryo's really glad the beach is deserted.