Distraction - Hakuei x Kyo - Oneshot
Title: Distraction
Author: To Semeku
Pairing: Hakuei/Kyo
Bands: Penicillin, Dir en grey
Disclaimer: All characters mentioned in this fanfiction belong to their respective selves.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Yaoi
Prompt #2: Voyeurism
Kyo let out another growl as he scribbled violently across the page before that piece of text too ended up scratched out in hard, messy, scrawled lines. After countless attempts, the page ended up with pure black blotches of ink. Kyo half-expected a psychiatrist to appear out of nowhere and ask him what he saw within the black patches.
He was sprawled over the side of the couch, head resting on the arm of it, notebook on the side table, pen in his hand. The scribbling stopped and Kyo tapped the pen against his head hoping to gain some type of inspiration. Nothing. Kyo let out a frustrated cry as a stoic Hakuei sauntered into the room humming a small tune to himself.
Kyo growled as he furiously scratched out what he had just written. The page was now a large mess of black, the previous white color of the notebook sheet almost invisible to the viewer’s eyes. Kyo snatched the paper from the notebook that held it in place, the sound of the paper separating from its confines echoing in the living room where both men were present. He scrunched the scrap into a ball before tossing it carelessly behind him, the ball landing onto Hakuei’s head, before bouncing off and landing on the carpet.
Hakuei watched the paper’s path after it left his head and merely looked at it for a moment after it had landed before taking a seat on the couch where Kyo’s feet did not reach. He lounged back watching as the short little man continued to become more and more frustrated.
Hakuei heard another shuffle of paper and a rip before another paper ball landed on him, this time in his lap. This would have to stop. For one, Kyo was wasting perfectly good paper. Why he couldn’t use a computer he couldn’t guess. Second of all, Hakuei was bored and his source of entertainment was in a frustrated mess. Fine. Since Kyo would get mad if he purposely interfered, he’d have to do it in a less straightforward manner.
Hakuei let out a sigh. Not even a twitch from Kyo to let Hakuei know that Kyo knew of his presence. Just more rapid scribbles and low growls. Hakuei started for something different, “Kyo.” This time there was a cease of movement from Kyo and if Hakuei heard correctly, he thought he heard a low groan. Maybe it was the wind... in the middle of their apartment.
No attention to Hakuei. Hakuei pouted. He wanted to do something. Some drastic measures would have to be taken he supposed. He could always get Kyo’s attention in some other ways.
Kyo’s rapid hand motions had slowed down some what and the otherwise silence of the room made it so any noise would echo within the acoustic chamber of their cozy living room. Fortunately for Hakuei, the snap of the first button of him undoing his shirt was done with the small sound echoing undeniably hitting Kyo’s ears. No reaction from Kyo, who continued what he was doing. Another snap and another. Before long, a shuffle of clothing before Hakuei threw the material to the floor.
Kyo sneaked a look back to wonder what Hakuei was up to before turning quickly back. He didn’t need to be distracted by Hakuei’s exposed chest. That flat, taut, flawless part of Hakuei that Kyo shouldn’t be thinking of. Kyo let out a loud cry of frustration looking down at what he just wrote. NO! That was not a part of the lyrics he was writing. He scratched his new thoughts off the lyrics sheet. ‘Darn you, Hakuei. You’re corrupting my mind again.’
Another snap. Kyo couldn’t think of what that button could be to since the shirt lay discarded on the floor but the unmistakable sound of a zipper told him otherwise. Kyo closed his eyes tightly, telling himself to focus and not to heed Hakuei’s distractions. Another shuffle of clothing and the sound of pants landing on the floor. Great. Now Hakuei was either left with nothing or nothing but underwear. Why was this happening to him of all people and right now no less?
Kyo turned his head back once more, letting out a growl and giving Hakuei a warning glare. Where his glare drifted to was out of his control. Hakuei smiled innocently as he followed Kyo’s gaze to someplace… inappropriate.
Kyo turned around again quickly trying to get back to his work. Kaoru would kill him if he didn’t get the lyrics done in time. They’d be behind on schedule and Kaoru wouldn’t accept any excuses. Kyo felt his shoulders sink; he could just hear the lecture he’d get if this wasn’t done on time. “Hakuei… can you go do your odd hobbies else where?!”
Hakuei looked up from sitting on the couch, looking at Kyo’s back. “What odd hobbies?”
Kyo didn’t turn around but instead pointed to where he thought Hakuei was, “THAT.”
Hakuei got off the couch walking into Kyo’s view, “What?”
Kyo let out another loud noise of frustration. He saw all of Hakuei, everything was fully exposed before him. And what was worse was that… he was getting excited by such. Why Hakuei liked to run rampant without clothes Kyo could never guess but the man even had naked photoshoots. Did Hakuei think their apartment was a place for photoshoots too? Kyo growled.
Hakuei could see it Kyo’s face, “Kyo-chan, have a little problem?” His hips swayed seductively.
“Not now…” Kyo tried to look away from Hakuei’s movements. Agh, this was too much. He was feeling uncomfortable now. He gave up. “Hakuei. Bedroom.”
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Kyo rolled around in the bed, trying to reach a comfortable position but he felt sore no matter how he lay. He grumbled. Why was Hakuei always so rough? And he was the one fitting Hakuei’s needs too. Hakuei was insatiable.
Kyo heard the phone ringing and tried to fumble for it on the opposite side table but someone was blocking his hand’s path. The ringing ceased.
Hakuei picked up the phone apparently. He was talking. Kyo winced, he could here Kaoru’s yelling all the way from his side of the bed. Right. The lyrics were due at the studio two hours ago. Hakuei rolled over to look at Kyo, a smile on his lips, “The phone’s for you.”
Kyo groaned.
Author: To Semeku
Pairing: Hakuei/Kyo
Bands: Penicillin, Dir en grey
Disclaimer: All characters mentioned in this fanfiction belong to their respective selves.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Yaoi
Prompt #2: Voyeurism
Kyo let out another growl as he scribbled violently across the page before that piece of text too ended up scratched out in hard, messy, scrawled lines. After countless attempts, the page ended up with pure black blotches of ink. Kyo half-expected a psychiatrist to appear out of nowhere and ask him what he saw within the black patches.
He was sprawled over the side of the couch, head resting on the arm of it, notebook on the side table, pen in his hand. The scribbling stopped and Kyo tapped the pen against his head hoping to gain some type of inspiration. Nothing. Kyo let out a frustrated cry as a stoic Hakuei sauntered into the room humming a small tune to himself.
Kyo growled as he furiously scratched out what he had just written. The page was now a large mess of black, the previous white color of the notebook sheet almost invisible to the viewer’s eyes. Kyo snatched the paper from the notebook that held it in place, the sound of the paper separating from its confines echoing in the living room where both men were present. He scrunched the scrap into a ball before tossing it carelessly behind him, the ball landing onto Hakuei’s head, before bouncing off and landing on the carpet.
Hakuei watched the paper’s path after it left his head and merely looked at it for a moment after it had landed before taking a seat on the couch where Kyo’s feet did not reach. He lounged back watching as the short little man continued to become more and more frustrated.
Hakuei heard another shuffle of paper and a rip before another paper ball landed on him, this time in his lap. This would have to stop. For one, Kyo was wasting perfectly good paper. Why he couldn’t use a computer he couldn’t guess. Second of all, Hakuei was bored and his source of entertainment was in a frustrated mess. Fine. Since Kyo would get mad if he purposely interfered, he’d have to do it in a less straightforward manner.
Hakuei let out a sigh. Not even a twitch from Kyo to let Hakuei know that Kyo knew of his presence. Just more rapid scribbles and low growls. Hakuei started for something different, “Kyo.” This time there was a cease of movement from Kyo and if Hakuei heard correctly, he thought he heard a low groan. Maybe it was the wind... in the middle of their apartment.
No attention to Hakuei. Hakuei pouted. He wanted to do something. Some drastic measures would have to be taken he supposed. He could always get Kyo’s attention in some other ways.
Kyo’s rapid hand motions had slowed down some what and the otherwise silence of the room made it so any noise would echo within the acoustic chamber of their cozy living room. Fortunately for Hakuei, the snap of the first button of him undoing his shirt was done with the small sound echoing undeniably hitting Kyo’s ears. No reaction from Kyo, who continued what he was doing. Another snap and another. Before long, a shuffle of clothing before Hakuei threw the material to the floor.
Kyo sneaked a look back to wonder what Hakuei was up to before turning quickly back. He didn’t need to be distracted by Hakuei’s exposed chest. That flat, taut, flawless part of Hakuei that Kyo shouldn’t be thinking of. Kyo let out a loud cry of frustration looking down at what he just wrote. NO! That was not a part of the lyrics he was writing. He scratched his new thoughts off the lyrics sheet. ‘Darn you, Hakuei. You’re corrupting my mind again.’
Another snap. Kyo couldn’t think of what that button could be to since the shirt lay discarded on the floor but the unmistakable sound of a zipper told him otherwise. Kyo closed his eyes tightly, telling himself to focus and not to heed Hakuei’s distractions. Another shuffle of clothing and the sound of pants landing on the floor. Great. Now Hakuei was either left with nothing or nothing but underwear. Why was this happening to him of all people and right now no less?
Kyo turned his head back once more, letting out a growl and giving Hakuei a warning glare. Where his glare drifted to was out of his control. Hakuei smiled innocently as he followed Kyo’s gaze to someplace… inappropriate.
Kyo turned around again quickly trying to get back to his work. Kaoru would kill him if he didn’t get the lyrics done in time. They’d be behind on schedule and Kaoru wouldn’t accept any excuses. Kyo felt his shoulders sink; he could just hear the lecture he’d get if this wasn’t done on time. “Hakuei… can you go do your odd hobbies else where?!”
Hakuei looked up from sitting on the couch, looking at Kyo’s back. “What odd hobbies?”
Kyo didn’t turn around but instead pointed to where he thought Hakuei was, “THAT.”
Hakuei got off the couch walking into Kyo’s view, “What?”
Kyo let out another loud noise of frustration. He saw all of Hakuei, everything was fully exposed before him. And what was worse was that… he was getting excited by such. Why Hakuei liked to run rampant without clothes Kyo could never guess but the man even had naked photoshoots. Did Hakuei think their apartment was a place for photoshoots too? Kyo growled.
Hakuei could see it Kyo’s face, “Kyo-chan, have a little problem?” His hips swayed seductively.
“Not now…” Kyo tried to look away from Hakuei’s movements. Agh, this was too much. He was feeling uncomfortable now. He gave up. “Hakuei. Bedroom.”
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Kyo rolled around in the bed, trying to reach a comfortable position but he felt sore no matter how he lay. He grumbled. Why was Hakuei always so rough? And he was the one fitting Hakuei’s needs too. Hakuei was insatiable.
Kyo heard the phone ringing and tried to fumble for it on the opposite side table but someone was blocking his hand’s path. The ringing ceased.
Hakuei picked up the phone apparently. He was talking. Kyo winced, he could here Kaoru’s yelling all the way from his side of the bed. Right. The lyrics were due at the studio two hours ago. Hakuei rolled over to look at Kyo, a smile on his lips, “The phone’s for you.”
Kyo groaned.