[FIC] TRAFFIC
Title: Traffic
Fandom/Pairing: JE/JinRyo
Rating: PG-13
Notes: purely inspired by this. i was in the mood for ryojin but no new fics have come up and instead of going sadface, i totally just wrote fic for myself. two versions because i got carried away with all the snark ): obviously, i do not own them because if i did jin would totally be the one distracting ryo, hence the car crash. or maybe tacchon. >D not beta-ed. :D!
on a final note, this is my kind of thing--heavily laid snark and sexual innuendoes. so do not like, do not read m'kay?
version one (aka the one with all the sexual innuendoes) ||
Jin, if truth be told, had no idea why he was friends with Ryo. The latter loved to tease him, his frank words just rendered Jin speechless, and he never treated Jin to a meal. Maybe there were times when he allowed himself to enjoy the company of the Osakan, but more often than not, they just have heated conversations about anything and everything.
And today was no different.
"Are you going to the recording studio?"
"What are you talking about, we have different recording studios," Jin told him as he sat cross-legged on the couch, sipping his cup of coffee.
"Well, are you going to my recording studio?" Ryo asked, stuffing his clothes in his bag after haphazardly folding them.
"Of course not, why would I go there?"
"To see Yoko."
"I owe Yoko money. I'd rather not see him right now."
"Hey, pay the guy! You make much more than he does!"
"Really?"
"No."
"Stop being a prat Ryo--oh wait, you can't."
"You think you're so witty. Go to our studio, Jin." Ryo now paced in front of Jin, his bag slung over his shoulder.
"I don't want to. Just because you got banned from driving doesn't mean I have to do it for you." Jin told him. He played with his nearly empty coffee cup, while Ryo went to the other side of Jin's living room and started throwing things around. "Don't throw a tantrum, now."
"I am looking for my cellphone. Maybe Pi can take me to the studio."
Jin shrugged.
"At least Pi is a good friend."
"I let you sleep over, you ungrateful person."
"Yeah, after I agreed to do you favors." Ryo grimaced and Jin snickered. "You owe me a favor too!"
"What? Why?"
"Well, I did tons of favors for you in the past."
"Name one."
"I let you borrow my porn!"
"You watched it with me and then took it away right after. Hardly a favor, if you ask me."
"I gave you ramen."
"After you ate practically everything but the soup." Jin frowned at the memory. They had semi-rough sex after that--but quite an argument right before it. Though Ryo was really good so Jin can't complain.
"I gave you a blowjob!"
Jin opened his mouth to reply and Ryo cocked his eyebrow, daring him to reply. The KAT-TUN member found that he had nothing to say to that really, and the Osakan knew he won. Jin really didn't know why he was friends with Ryo--although they could hardly be called friends with their current arrangement--but he was and he's not really sorry for it.
Jin stuck his tongue out, like the mature adult he was.
"Take a cab, Ryo."
"You were always so dependable, Jin."
Ryo gave Jin a harsh tug and a rough kiss, making JIn's lips feel bruised but all tingly--and Jin liked that. Their tongues met and their lips opened each other's and then Ryo pulled away, reluctantly. He looked at Jin squarely in the eye.
"You taking me or not?"
Jin grumbled, but took his car keys.
--end
version two (aka the fluffier one, although cannot be considered fluff at all XD;) ||
"Wow, you fucked up."
Ryo has seen that news clip--and many others similar to it--for at least three times for the past few hours. Beside him was Jin, tossing his cellphone to distract himself, occupying most of Ryo's couch. The Osakan was slowly getting pissed off at this--he knew he was wrong, but do they have to repeat it seven hundred more times? He grabbed the remote and changed the channel to some sappy drama.
"So. Banned from driving, huh?" Jin glanced up at Ryo. "How will you survive?"
"Maybe I'll get someone to drive for me."
"But what were you thinking about that time? It must be something big to distract you from the road."
"Oranges,"
"What?"
"I was thinking where I could buy oranges that are plumper and sweeter than most." Ryo tried to ignore the look Jin was giving him but failed.
"You are so lame. I thought you were thinking about something worth getting fucked up for. It turns out to be an orange."
"I don't need to hear that coming from you,"
"Couldn't you have been composing a song or--or thinking about boobs, at least?"
"That's more like you,"
"Oh sure, pass all the blame to me. I'm not the one who injured an old lady."
Ryo rolled his eyes and Jin gave him a smug face. The two just went on watching the show; Ryo was occasionally throwing Jin things when the scene got too boring; Jin was kicking Ryo's arm lightly with his propped up foot when he didn't like what was on the television.
"Hey, maybe you can drive me to places."
"No thanks."
"I'm serious!"
"So am I."
"Jin, you still owe me after I let you borrow those photobooks."
"You are such a cheater."
--
Jin took his spare helmet and placed it on Ryo's head, snickering as the light pink provided contrast to Ryo's otherwise manly attire. Ryo glared at him under the pink contraption.
"Hop on, you pretty thing." Jin managed without snickering--much. Ryo looked pissed off, but he obeyed. "Put your arms around me or you might fall off now,"
"Rot in hell, Jin." Ryo said, gripping the sides of his seat.
--end
Fandom/Pairing: JE/JinRyo
Rating: PG-13
Notes: purely inspired by this. i was in the mood for ryojin but no new fics have come up and instead of going sadface, i totally just wrote fic for myself. two versions because i got carried away with all the snark ): obviously, i do not own them because if i did jin would totally be the one distracting ryo, hence the car crash. or maybe tacchon. >D not beta-ed. :D!
on a final note, this is my kind of thing--heavily laid snark and sexual innuendoes. so do not like, do not read m'kay?
version one (aka the one with all the sexual innuendoes) ||
Jin, if truth be told, had no idea why he was friends with Ryo. The latter loved to tease him, his frank words just rendered Jin speechless, and he never treated Jin to a meal. Maybe there were times when he allowed himself to enjoy the company of the Osakan, but more often than not, they just have heated conversations about anything and everything.
And today was no different.
"Are you going to the recording studio?"
"What are you talking about, we have different recording studios," Jin told him as he sat cross-legged on the couch, sipping his cup of coffee.
"Well, are you going to my recording studio?" Ryo asked, stuffing his clothes in his bag after haphazardly folding them.
"Of course not, why would I go there?"
"To see Yoko."
"I owe Yoko money. I'd rather not see him right now."
"Hey, pay the guy! You make much more than he does!"
"Really?"
"No."
"Stop being a prat Ryo--oh wait, you can't."
"You think you're so witty. Go to our studio, Jin." Ryo now paced in front of Jin, his bag slung over his shoulder.
"I don't want to. Just because you got banned from driving doesn't mean I have to do it for you." Jin told him. He played with his nearly empty coffee cup, while Ryo went to the other side of Jin's living room and started throwing things around. "Don't throw a tantrum, now."
"I am looking for my cellphone. Maybe Pi can take me to the studio."
Jin shrugged.
"At least Pi is a good friend."
"I let you sleep over, you ungrateful person."
"Yeah, after I agreed to do you favors." Ryo grimaced and Jin snickered. "You owe me a favor too!"
"What? Why?"
"Well, I did tons of favors for you in the past."
"Name one."
"I let you borrow my porn!"
"You watched it with me and then took it away right after. Hardly a favor, if you ask me."
"I gave you ramen."
"After you ate practically everything but the soup." Jin frowned at the memory. They had semi-rough sex after that--but quite an argument right before it. Though Ryo was really good so Jin can't complain.
"I gave you a blowjob!"
Jin opened his mouth to reply and Ryo cocked his eyebrow, daring him to reply. The KAT-TUN member found that he had nothing to say to that really, and the Osakan knew he won. Jin really didn't know why he was friends with Ryo--although they could hardly be called friends with their current arrangement--but he was and he's not really sorry for it.
Jin stuck his tongue out, like the mature adult he was.
"Take a cab, Ryo."
"You were always so dependable, Jin."
Ryo gave Jin a harsh tug and a rough kiss, making JIn's lips feel bruised but all tingly--and Jin liked that. Their tongues met and their lips opened each other's and then Ryo pulled away, reluctantly. He looked at Jin squarely in the eye.
"You taking me or not?"
Jin grumbled, but took his car keys.
--end
version two (aka the fluffier one, although cannot be considered fluff at all XD;) ||
"Wow, you fucked up."
Ryo has seen that news clip--and many others similar to it--for at least three times for the past few hours. Beside him was Jin, tossing his cellphone to distract himself, occupying most of Ryo's couch. The Osakan was slowly getting pissed off at this--he knew he was wrong, but do they have to repeat it seven hundred more times? He grabbed the remote and changed the channel to some sappy drama.
"So. Banned from driving, huh?" Jin glanced up at Ryo. "How will you survive?"
"Maybe I'll get someone to drive for me."
"But what were you thinking about that time? It must be something big to distract you from the road."
"Oranges,"
"What?"
"I was thinking where I could buy oranges that are plumper and sweeter than most." Ryo tried to ignore the look Jin was giving him but failed.
"You are so lame. I thought you were thinking about something worth getting fucked up for. It turns out to be an orange."
"I don't need to hear that coming from you,"
"Couldn't you have been composing a song or--or thinking about boobs, at least?"
"That's more like you,"
"Oh sure, pass all the blame to me. I'm not the one who injured an old lady."
Ryo rolled his eyes and Jin gave him a smug face. The two just went on watching the show; Ryo was occasionally throwing Jin things when the scene got too boring; Jin was kicking Ryo's arm lightly with his propped up foot when he didn't like what was on the television.
"Hey, maybe you can drive me to places."
"No thanks."
"I'm serious!"
"So am I."
"Jin, you still owe me after I let you borrow those photobooks."
"You are such a cheater."
--
Jin took his spare helmet and placed it on Ryo's head, snickering as the light pink provided contrast to Ryo's otherwise manly attire. Ryo glared at him under the pink contraption.
"Hop on, you pretty thing." Jin managed without snickering--much. Ryo looked pissed off, but he obeyed. "Put your arms around me or you might fall off now,"
"Rot in hell, Jin." Ryo said, gripping the sides of his seat.
--end