[FIC] Oranges
Title: Oranges
Pairing: Akame.
Rating: PG.
Summary: Fluff, and a craving for oranges...
Notes: It’s a short one-shot. The idea came out of an interview that Kame did. I don’t know if he likes oranges as much as I made it out to be, but I just thought it was funny. I can’t even remember which interview it was, but Kame was like “Oh and the first thing I did was drink orange juice... 100% concentrate!” Like it was really important that it was 100% concentrate. LOL. Gotta love Kame. ~<3
Jin raked his hand through his hair trying to tame his messy bed-head, only succeeding to make it worse. He yawned sleepily, stretching to reach towards the refrigerator for a midnight snack. He was still drowsy, but was rudely awakened by the fact that his refrigerator was officially empty.
He groaned, putting a hand against his growling stomach demanding food. He had been too tired to eat last night, and he was now regretting his decision. He was starving. He briefly considered walking to the nearest convenience store, but he wasn’t in the mood for just anything. He had a craving for oranges.
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Kazuya grunted, snuggling closer to his pillow trying to ignore the incessant ringing of the doorbell followed by the loud banging on the door. “Let him break it down,” he muttered, squeezing his eyes shut. He was on the verge of falling back to sleep when he heard cursing coming from the door. “Bakanishi,” he growled, grudgingly getting out of bed to open the door. He had the right mind to chew Jin out for waking him up so early when he was the cause for his insomnia in the first place. But before he had the chance, he was roughly pushed back and pulled up into a fierce, hungry kiss.
'Not quite right...'
Jin finally let go of his grasp on Kame’s shoulder and hair moments later, panting for much needed air. “Jin, I’m going to kill you.”
“I love you too,” Jin shot back, pushing his way inside, and walking towards the direction of Kame’s kitchen.
“What time do you think it is!?”
Jin ignored him, and scrounged through the refrigerator. He smirked smugly, finding what he was looking for.
“An orange...? Don’t tell me you came over here for an orange,” Kame growled giving him a very pointed look.
But Jin was too concentrated, cutting the orange in question without cutting his fingers, to notice. He beamed childishly in accomplishment when he finally finished cutting it in four somewhat equal wedges. He took one of the slivers and put it in his mouth, sucking and biting it from the peel. He wiped the juice off his lips, running his sleeve across his face.
Kame just watched in disbelief as Jin greedily finished off the third piece of his orange until Jin looked up at him with a predatory glint in his eye, and slowly made his way towards him. Kame unconsciously took a step back but stopped, feeling the friction of the wall against his back.
Jin placed the last orange in front of Kame’s mouth, and he reluctantly opened his mouth to let Jin feed him. Jin proceeded to pull the peel off, discarding it onto the floor.
Kame was about to protest about throwing trash on his immaculate floor, but was pulled in for another sudden kiss before he could get even a sound out. Kame moaned as Jin's tongue played at his lips.
“That’s better,” Jin breathed huskily into his ear as he pulled away.
Kame blinked in confusion as Jin made his way to Kame’s bedroom, jumping into his bed, and snuggling against his pillow and sheets. Kame twitched in anger, “And he has the nerve to tell me I look like crap in the morning,” Kame muttered in exasperation. Snoring errupted behind him.
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Jin grinned contently in his sleep, licking his lips and savoring the taste of oranges, of Kame’s mouth. He was beginning to develop an obsession for oranges.
It wasn’t until the day that Jin had his first kiss with Kame, that he started noticing Kame’s strange love for oranges. It happened in the dressing room, one fateful day, when he finally lost control, pushed him against the wall and violated his sweet lips. The kiss tasted like oranges. It then suddenly came to his attention that his newly-found lover had an abnormal fixation for the said fruit. He would always have a drink of 100% concentrate orange juice first thing in the morning, even before kissing him when he was right there next to him. His refrigerator was always full of his orange juice, oranges, orange jam, and orange jelly. His lip gloss would be orange flavored, and his shampoo and conditioner - orange scented. Everything around Kame had a hint of oranges. So naturally, Jin started to love oranges. And there were times he’d start craving nothing but the sweet, citrus taste of oranges...
And Kame wondered why his boyfriend would appear out of nowhere, drag him off, and start kissing him.
Pairing: Akame.
Rating: PG.
Summary: Fluff, and a craving for oranges...
Notes: It’s a short one-shot. The idea came out of an interview that Kame did. I don’t know if he likes oranges as much as I made it out to be, but I just thought it was funny. I can’t even remember which interview it was, but Kame was like “Oh and the first thing I did was drink orange juice... 100% concentrate!” Like it was really important that it was 100% concentrate. LOL. Gotta love Kame. ~<3
Jin raked his hand through his hair trying to tame his messy bed-head, only succeeding to make it worse. He yawned sleepily, stretching to reach towards the refrigerator for a midnight snack. He was still drowsy, but was rudely awakened by the fact that his refrigerator was officially empty.
He groaned, putting a hand against his growling stomach demanding food. He had been too tired to eat last night, and he was now regretting his decision. He was starving. He briefly considered walking to the nearest convenience store, but he wasn’t in the mood for just anything. He had a craving for oranges.
-
Kazuya grunted, snuggling closer to his pillow trying to ignore the incessant ringing of the doorbell followed by the loud banging on the door. “Let him break it down,” he muttered, squeezing his eyes shut. He was on the verge of falling back to sleep when he heard cursing coming from the door. “Bakanishi,” he growled, grudgingly getting out of bed to open the door. He had the right mind to chew Jin out for waking him up so early when he was the cause for his insomnia in the first place. But before he had the chance, he was roughly pushed back and pulled up into a fierce, hungry kiss.
'Not quite right...'
Jin finally let go of his grasp on Kame’s shoulder and hair moments later, panting for much needed air. “Jin, I’m going to kill you.”
“I love you too,” Jin shot back, pushing his way inside, and walking towards the direction of Kame’s kitchen.
“What time do you think it is!?”
Jin ignored him, and scrounged through the refrigerator. He smirked smugly, finding what he was looking for.
“An orange...? Don’t tell me you came over here for an orange,” Kame growled giving him a very pointed look.
But Jin was too concentrated, cutting the orange in question without cutting his fingers, to notice. He beamed childishly in accomplishment when he finally finished cutting it in four somewhat equal wedges. He took one of the slivers and put it in his mouth, sucking and biting it from the peel. He wiped the juice off his lips, running his sleeve across his face.
Kame just watched in disbelief as Jin greedily finished off the third piece of his orange until Jin looked up at him with a predatory glint in his eye, and slowly made his way towards him. Kame unconsciously took a step back but stopped, feeling the friction of the wall against his back.
Jin placed the last orange in front of Kame’s mouth, and he reluctantly opened his mouth to let Jin feed him. Jin proceeded to pull the peel off, discarding it onto the floor.
Kame was about to protest about throwing trash on his immaculate floor, but was pulled in for another sudden kiss before he could get even a sound out. Kame moaned as Jin's tongue played at his lips.
“That’s better,” Jin breathed huskily into his ear as he pulled away.
Kame blinked in confusion as Jin made his way to Kame’s bedroom, jumping into his bed, and snuggling against his pillow and sheets. Kame twitched in anger, “And he has the nerve to tell me I look like crap in the morning,” Kame muttered in exasperation. Snoring errupted behind him.
-
Jin grinned contently in his sleep, licking his lips and savoring the taste of oranges, of Kame’s mouth. He was beginning to develop an obsession for oranges.
It wasn’t until the day that Jin had his first kiss with Kame, that he started noticing Kame’s strange love for oranges. It happened in the dressing room, one fateful day, when he finally lost control, pushed him against the wall and violated his sweet lips. The kiss tasted like oranges. It then suddenly came to his attention that his newly-found lover had an abnormal fixation for the said fruit. He would always have a drink of 100% concentrate orange juice first thing in the morning, even before kissing him when he was right there next to him. His refrigerator was always full of his orange juice, oranges, orange jam, and orange jelly. His lip gloss would be orange flavored, and his shampoo and conditioner - orange scented. Everything around Kame had a hint of oranges. So naturally, Jin started to love oranges. And there were times he’d start craving nothing but the sweet, citrus taste of oranges...
And Kame wondered why his boyfriend would appear out of nowhere, drag him off, and start kissing him.