Six Months: March: Cabinet Space
Title: March: Cabinet Space
Pairing: Sado/Ishida
Warnings: Hmm! Humor? Mention of toys? Ichigo?
Summary: This is a series of short-ish fics set after the events of The Suit.
This one is for nehalenia :)
March:
Cabinet Space
"This one?" Uryuu asked, holding up a small bottle.
"I liked it," Chad said. He reached into the pile of bottles and tubes filling the bottom of the sink and selected one. "What about this one?"
Uryuu took the tube from him, turned it over in his hands and frowned slightly. "Dr. Love? I don't remember this one."
"January." Chad smiled. "That week we had to wash the sheets every day."
"Oh!" Uryuu's eyes went hazy for a few seconds, then he nodded sharply. "We keep it." He tossed both containers of lube into a ziploc baggie, then fished a new one out of the sink.
"Elbow Grease."
"Keep it," Chad said immediately.
Uryuu raised his eyes with a grin, dropped the bottle into the baggie.
"Liquid Silk?" Chad asked.
Uryuu tilted his head. "It was... passable."
"Toss it?"
"Of course not. That stuff is expensive."
Chad grinned and added it to the growing collection of keepers. They continued sifting through, and had added a dozen more containers to the baggie when Uryuu frowned at him.
"We do need to get rid of some of this stuff," Uryuu said. "The new place has almost no cabinet space." He rubbed his cheekbone, considering the contents of the sink.
"This one." Chad palmed a bottle of Body Action. "Gave you a rash."
"Right. Toss it."
"And you didn't like the way this one smelled."
"It's a shame." Uryuu reached for the tube. He popped the top, sniffed, grimaced. "It felt so nice." He shrugged and tossed it into the waste basket.
They stared into the sink for a few more seconds. Ten left.
"Why in the world did we get so much lube?" Uryuu asked, the corner of his mouth quirking up.
Chad smiled back at him, running his eyes slowly over Uryuu's mouth, his shoulders, his hands. "Experimentation is good." He said it matter-of-factly, but blood rushed into Uryuu's face.
"I say we keep the rest," Uryuu said, his voice thick.
Chad nodded in agreement and lifted the baggie so that Uryuu could dump the rest of the lube in. Uryuu then slid open a drawer and pulled out a box of condoms and a pair of dildos, one barely wider than two fingers and the other as thick as his wrist, and tucked those into the baggie too.
As he did, his eyes flicked up, looking past Chad's shoulder. Chad turned just as Ichigo stepped into the room.
"I picked up the tape and bubble wrap. You ready to fffahhh... " he trailed off, spluttering, as he finally registered the bulky ziploc bag Chad held. He smacked a hand against his eyes.
"I mean, I knew you... " Ichigo's mouth worked soundlessly for a second. "That much? Aw, mannn, I didn't want to actually think... "
Ichigo turned and marched out of the bathroom, his back stiff and his ears nearly glowing red. "I'm going to get some air."
Chad and Uryuu exchanged a glance, Chad stone-faced and Uryuu caught somewhere between indignation and embarrassment.
"I think... we owe him another pizza," Chad said.
Uryuu nodded and added dryly, "And maybe a bottle of vodka."
"Maybe so," Chad said, smiling.
END
Pairing: Sado/Ishida
Warnings: Hmm! Humor? Mention of toys? Ichigo?
Summary: This is a series of short-ish fics set after the events of The Suit.
This one is for nehalenia :)
March:
Cabinet Space
"This one?" Uryuu asked, holding up a small bottle.
"I liked it," Chad said. He reached into the pile of bottles and tubes filling the bottom of the sink and selected one. "What about this one?"
Uryuu took the tube from him, turned it over in his hands and frowned slightly. "Dr. Love? I don't remember this one."
"January." Chad smiled. "That week we had to wash the sheets every day."
"Oh!" Uryuu's eyes went hazy for a few seconds, then he nodded sharply. "We keep it." He tossed both containers of lube into a ziploc baggie, then fished a new one out of the sink.
"Elbow Grease."
"Keep it," Chad said immediately.
Uryuu raised his eyes with a grin, dropped the bottle into the baggie.
"Liquid Silk?" Chad asked.
Uryuu tilted his head. "It was... passable."
"Toss it?"
"Of course not. That stuff is expensive."
Chad grinned and added it to the growing collection of keepers. They continued sifting through, and had added a dozen more containers to the baggie when Uryuu frowned at him.
"We do need to get rid of some of this stuff," Uryuu said. "The new place has almost no cabinet space." He rubbed his cheekbone, considering the contents of the sink.
"This one." Chad palmed a bottle of Body Action. "Gave you a rash."
"Right. Toss it."
"And you didn't like the way this one smelled."
"It's a shame." Uryuu reached for the tube. He popped the top, sniffed, grimaced. "It felt so nice." He shrugged and tossed it into the waste basket.
They stared into the sink for a few more seconds. Ten left.
"Why in the world did we get so much lube?" Uryuu asked, the corner of his mouth quirking up.
Chad smiled back at him, running his eyes slowly over Uryuu's mouth, his shoulders, his hands. "Experimentation is good." He said it matter-of-factly, but blood rushed into Uryuu's face.
"I say we keep the rest," Uryuu said, his voice thick.
Chad nodded in agreement and lifted the baggie so that Uryuu could dump the rest of the lube in. Uryuu then slid open a drawer and pulled out a box of condoms and a pair of dildos, one barely wider than two fingers and the other as thick as his wrist, and tucked those into the baggie too.
As he did, his eyes flicked up, looking past Chad's shoulder. Chad turned just as Ichigo stepped into the room.
"I picked up the tape and bubble wrap. You ready to fffahhh... " he trailed off, spluttering, as he finally registered the bulky ziploc bag Chad held. He smacked a hand against his eyes.
"I mean, I knew you... " Ichigo's mouth worked soundlessly for a second. "That much? Aw, mannn, I didn't want to actually think... "
Ichigo turned and marched out of the bathroom, his back stiff and his ears nearly glowing red. "I'm going to get some air."
Chad and Uryuu exchanged a glance, Chad stone-faced and Uryuu caught somewhere between indignation and embarrassment.
"I think... we owe him another pizza," Chad said.
Uryuu nodded and added dryly, "And maybe a bottle of vodka."
"Maybe so," Chad said, smiling.
END