Ouran and SPN drabbles
I offered to write some drabbles last week so I'm posting them here now. I apologize in advance for the spam.
Ouran Highschool Host Club
Treats
Characters: Mori and Honey
For razberrycreme
Mori carefully picked the bags of candy that had fallen on the floor as soon as Honey opened his satchel. He placed them carefully on Honey's desk while Honey explained the importance of a good cake to another classmate. Honey's feet were dangling, up and down, up and down… He always moved them faster whenever he talked about happy things but if someone brought up a sad subject they stayed still. Mori liked it when they dangled. It was the way it was supposed to be.
Finally the classmate moved away and Honey turned to Mori, smiling. He noticed the candy on his desk and promptly opened a bag. He didn't care that the teacher would come in at any time, not when it came to sweets. Whenever a teacher reprimanded him, Honey just looked at them with wide eyes, apologized and offered them some of whatever treat he was enjoying. He had never been punished. Not once.
"Want some, Takashi?" He asked with a big smile. Mori shook his head. He had accepted once and when the teacher saw him he had been ordered to stand outside the classroom. He had barely stood from his desk before Honey ran up to the teacher and said it was all his fault. Mori had been allowed to remain in class but he hadn't accepted candy during class since.
Honey pouted a bit and Mori almost gave in. There was something about Honey's pout that was impossible to resist. In fact, the only one that could ever say no to him was Mori, but it took incredible effort.
"I'll save it for you, then," Honey said and put the candy back in the bag. Once a bag of candy was opened, Honey believed it should be eaten right away. It didn't matter if it was two pounds of gummy bears, Honey wouldn't stop until there wasn't one left. Mori worried sometimes that Honey will grow so fat that he wouldn't be able to get out of bed, with the amount of sweets he ate it was certainly possible, but then Honey would bounce around, train, dance and play and Mori's worries would be set at ease.
After class, like so many other times, Honey would offer the almost empty bag to Mori to eat the treats that had been saved for him. Mori was the only person Honey was able to save sweets for. He would share happily on the spot but if the other person didn't take it away immediately, Honey would inevitably eat it. An uneaten treat was made him sad, he had said once. But he would save Mori's always, no matter what.
Mori smiled softly as the teacher walked in and Honey kept chewing happily without noticing her. "Mitsukuni," he whispered, just in time for Honey to stand up and greet the teacher in time with the rest of the class. Honey smiled brightly at him before sitting down again. And even though class had started, Honey's legs were dangling, up and down, up and down…
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Close Call
Characters: Mori and Honey
For lil_1337
Honey placed Bum-Bum carefully on the chair, gave him a pat on the head and headed to the bed conveniently located in the Third Music Room for his afternoon nap. He snuggled beneath the covers, rubbed his eyes once and with a happy sigh proceeded to fall asleep. His dreams were of chocolate cakes, green fields and sunny days. He ate happily with Bum-Bum carefully held in one arm while Mori walked beside him. Mori never ate cakes in the dreams, Honey didn't know why. He was about to try a new strawberry cake when he heard an annoying sound… that wouldn't stop. It was so annoying that his eyes opened enough to look around and find the source.
It took him only a moment to locate the twins, trying to hide behind the loveseat, a cellphone in their hands. By now they all should know better than to leave their cellphones on during naptime. Grumbling and keeping his eyes half closed so the light wouldn't wake him up even more, Honey stood from the bed and headed towards the twins.
They were mumbling something, apologies maybe, while they tried to hide behind the other… and the stupid cellphone was still ringing. "Make that stop," said Honey, glaring at the phone.
One of them answered just as Honey was turning Bum-Bum around so he wouldn't see what would happen. This wasn't something for bunnies to witness. He was getting ready for his attack when he caught a word in the twins mumbles, "Mori-senpai."
Hikaru or Kaoru handed the cellphone to him. Still glaring, Honey took it and put it to his ear.
"Mitsukuni…"
Honey blinked a couple of times and his eyes opened fully. "Takashi!" He said happily.
"Mitsukuni, don't forget to brush your teeth."
"Oops!" Honey bit his lip. "I'll do it now, Thank you!" He hung up, smiled at the twins and returned the phone to them. Taking Bum-Bum with him he headed for the bathroom humming a happy song.
On the floor, the twins were still holding hands, waiting for their heartbeats to go back to normal. It had been a close call.
Supernatural
I-cassette
Characters: Sam and Dean
For lavenderfrost
"Hands off the radio!"
Sam moved his hand back and glared at his brother. "I have a headache."
Not taking his eyes from the road Dean shrugged. "So?"
"So!?" Sam's voice rose so he could be heard over the music. "So having the radio this loud isn't helping. We've been driving for two days listening to your AC/DC cassette, because you can't be bothered to join us in the twenty-first century and get an I-pod."
"What? We are driving to Vegas, it's only right we listen to Sin City." He gave Sam a warning look. "And my cassettes are just fine."
Sam rolled his eyes. "You can store thousands of songs in an I-pod!"
"You'll like that, get some chick music, some country, boy bands maybe?" Dean winked at Sam and then placed a finger over his lips. "Don't worry, I'll keep your secret."
Sam glared. "It wasn't mine!"
"Sure… some girl had left the album in the motel room and you were just curious. Doesn't explain why you were singing Cindy Lauper…"
"I was seven!"
"You were a dork." Dean grinned. "Still are."
With one quick move, Sam turned off the radio and crossed his arms above his chest.
"You did not just do that!" Dean turned the music back on, louder than before and then aimed a punch at Sam's shoulder, which the other dodged.
"Would you just drive!?" Sam said, awkwardly blocking his brother's punches.
Finally managing to connect one weak punch, Dean returned his hand to the staring wheel. He gave Sam one warning glare before he relaxed back in his seat, singing softly. A few moments later he shook his head and laughed. "Why so grumpy, Sammy? I thought girls just wanna have fun."
Ouran Highschool Host Club
Treats
Characters: Mori and Honey
For razberrycreme
Mori carefully picked the bags of candy that had fallen on the floor as soon as Honey opened his satchel. He placed them carefully on Honey's desk while Honey explained the importance of a good cake to another classmate. Honey's feet were dangling, up and down, up and down… He always moved them faster whenever he talked about happy things but if someone brought up a sad subject they stayed still. Mori liked it when they dangled. It was the way it was supposed to be.
Finally the classmate moved away and Honey turned to Mori, smiling. He noticed the candy on his desk and promptly opened a bag. He didn't care that the teacher would come in at any time, not when it came to sweets. Whenever a teacher reprimanded him, Honey just looked at them with wide eyes, apologized and offered them some of whatever treat he was enjoying. He had never been punished. Not once.
"Want some, Takashi?" He asked with a big smile. Mori shook his head. He had accepted once and when the teacher saw him he had been ordered to stand outside the classroom. He had barely stood from his desk before Honey ran up to the teacher and said it was all his fault. Mori had been allowed to remain in class but he hadn't accepted candy during class since.
Honey pouted a bit and Mori almost gave in. There was something about Honey's pout that was impossible to resist. In fact, the only one that could ever say no to him was Mori, but it took incredible effort.
"I'll save it for you, then," Honey said and put the candy back in the bag. Once a bag of candy was opened, Honey believed it should be eaten right away. It didn't matter if it was two pounds of gummy bears, Honey wouldn't stop until there wasn't one left. Mori worried sometimes that Honey will grow so fat that he wouldn't be able to get out of bed, with the amount of sweets he ate it was certainly possible, but then Honey would bounce around, train, dance and play and Mori's worries would be set at ease.
After class, like so many other times, Honey would offer the almost empty bag to Mori to eat the treats that had been saved for him. Mori was the only person Honey was able to save sweets for. He would share happily on the spot but if the other person didn't take it away immediately, Honey would inevitably eat it. An uneaten treat was made him sad, he had said once. But he would save Mori's always, no matter what.
Mori smiled softly as the teacher walked in and Honey kept chewing happily without noticing her. "Mitsukuni," he whispered, just in time for Honey to stand up and greet the teacher in time with the rest of the class. Honey smiled brightly at him before sitting down again. And even though class had started, Honey's legs were dangling, up and down, up and down…
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Close Call
Characters: Mori and Honey
For lil_1337
Honey placed Bum-Bum carefully on the chair, gave him a pat on the head and headed to the bed conveniently located in the Third Music Room for his afternoon nap. He snuggled beneath the covers, rubbed his eyes once and with a happy sigh proceeded to fall asleep. His dreams were of chocolate cakes, green fields and sunny days. He ate happily with Bum-Bum carefully held in one arm while Mori walked beside him. Mori never ate cakes in the dreams, Honey didn't know why. He was about to try a new strawberry cake when he heard an annoying sound… that wouldn't stop. It was so annoying that his eyes opened enough to look around and find the source.
It took him only a moment to locate the twins, trying to hide behind the loveseat, a cellphone in their hands. By now they all should know better than to leave their cellphones on during naptime. Grumbling and keeping his eyes half closed so the light wouldn't wake him up even more, Honey stood from the bed and headed towards the twins.
They were mumbling something, apologies maybe, while they tried to hide behind the other… and the stupid cellphone was still ringing. "Make that stop," said Honey, glaring at the phone.
One of them answered just as Honey was turning Bum-Bum around so he wouldn't see what would happen. This wasn't something for bunnies to witness. He was getting ready for his attack when he caught a word in the twins mumbles, "Mori-senpai."
Hikaru or Kaoru handed the cellphone to him. Still glaring, Honey took it and put it to his ear.
"Mitsukuni…"
Honey blinked a couple of times and his eyes opened fully. "Takashi!" He said happily.
"Mitsukuni, don't forget to brush your teeth."
"Oops!" Honey bit his lip. "I'll do it now, Thank you!" He hung up, smiled at the twins and returned the phone to them. Taking Bum-Bum with him he headed for the bathroom humming a happy song.
On the floor, the twins were still holding hands, waiting for their heartbeats to go back to normal. It had been a close call.
Supernatural
I-cassette
Characters: Sam and Dean
For lavenderfrost
"Hands off the radio!"
Sam moved his hand back and glared at his brother. "I have a headache."
Not taking his eyes from the road Dean shrugged. "So?"
"So!?" Sam's voice rose so he could be heard over the music. "So having the radio this loud isn't helping. We've been driving for two days listening to your AC/DC cassette, because you can't be bothered to join us in the twenty-first century and get an I-pod."
"What? We are driving to Vegas, it's only right we listen to Sin City." He gave Sam a warning look. "And my cassettes are just fine."
Sam rolled his eyes. "You can store thousands of songs in an I-pod!"
"You'll like that, get some chick music, some country, boy bands maybe?" Dean winked at Sam and then placed a finger over his lips. "Don't worry, I'll keep your secret."
Sam glared. "It wasn't mine!"
"Sure… some girl had left the album in the motel room and you were just curious. Doesn't explain why you were singing Cindy Lauper…"
"I was seven!"
"You were a dork." Dean grinned. "Still are."
With one quick move, Sam turned off the radio and crossed his arms above his chest.
"You did not just do that!" Dean turned the music back on, louder than before and then aimed a punch at Sam's shoulder, which the other dodged.
"Would you just drive!?" Sam said, awkwardly blocking his brother's punches.
Finally managing to connect one weak punch, Dean returned his hand to the staring wheel. He gave Sam one warning glare before he relaxed back in his seat, singing softly. A few moments later he shook his head and laughed. "Why so grumpy, Sammy? I thought girls just wanna have fun."