Target: Matsumoto Jun - Drabble
Title:Target: Matsumoto Jun
Rating: PG
Pairing: Junma
Notes: Tsubame made me do this *shakes fist*
Toma stood crouched behind the couch on the living room floor. He peered over the couch at a bushel of dark hair. There was only one person standing between him and his favorite tv program for the night and his name was Matsumoto Jun.
After a few moments of wondering what to do Toma felt a something in his pocket.
'Perfect' Toma thought. He pulled out a small container of chapstick and tossed it on the ground in front of Jun.
When Jun bent over to pick up the chapstick ( his favorite cool mint flavor) Toma dove onto the couch and grabbed the remote.
"Just in time" Toma said happily changing the channel before adding. "Nice view.”
Jun quickly stood up and made his way over to Toma. "Oi I was here first…. Do you have to take up the entire couch?" Jun said staring down at Toma.
Toma looked up at him with an innocent expression. "But my favorite show is on."
"Fine" Jun sighed. Toma was the only one who’s pout had any effect on him. "But at least move over."
Toma moved his feet so that Jun could sit down, right as the show returned from commercials.
"Dame dame arashi~" the tv blared
Jun glared at Toma.
"Breakfast huh?" Toma said nodding with his arm’s crossed. “Heh~”
"That's it give me the remote."
"No this is interesting." Toma said holding the remote above his head.
"Give me that!" Jun said crawling over the cushions to reach Toma's hands.
"Dont' climb on me!" Toma said cringing. "Ow Jun!"
"I'll stop if you just hand it over!"
"No" Toma said brushing Jun's side.
"Stop it" Jun yelled.
"I forgot you're ticklish there!" Toma said with a grin dropping the remote.
"I said Stop!" Jun pinned Toma's hands against the couch. His face was only inches away from Toma's.
...
The TV and the noise from their breathing were the only sounds in the room.
Jun licked his lips and leaned forward.
Toma couldn't help himself.
"you couldn't come up with a better answer on the show?"
Jun stilled, got off the couch and headed into the kitchen.
"Jun wait I was only joking!" Toma walked into the kitchen and was taken by surprise when he was immediately grabbed when he walked through the door. Jun was holding him from behind and shoved a small piece of paper inside his hand.
"What's this?" Toma asked sounding confused.
"Ingredients." Jun said. "For tomorrow's breakfast."
"You want me to go shopping now?"
"Of course not" Jun said placing his head on Toma's shoulder "You can go buy that tomorrow morning."
"I'm not coming back in the morning." Toma protested, squirming slightly when Jun's warm breathe tickled his neck.
"You won't have to," Jun said turning Toma around and backing him into the refrigerator. "I won't be through with you until morning."