Untouched Places (Shinji/Kamio/Conor Oberst)
title: Untouched Places
pairing: Kamio/Shinji/Conor Oberst
words: 282
rating: PG-13
summary: Shinji and Kamio go to a Bright Eyes concert. Crack ensues.
notes: goldie is a vile enabler. first lyrics from "Acts of Contrition", second ones from "Nothing Gets Crossed Out."
edit: this now has a prequel.
"just the untouched place that lies inside
of every lonely boy tonight..."
"...I don't feel lonely tonight. Are we supposed to feel lonely, Akira? Is that why so many people are crying? I wonder...what exactly does he mean, 'untouched place'...that's awfully suggestive, isn't it..."
Shinji's voice, normally lost in the wake of other people's louder speech, was somehow carrying over the soft intonations of the delicate, cocaine-thin singer on the stage, and Kamio was regretting his decision to take his friend to the Bright Eyes concert, since he seemed to just want to make inappropriate remarks about Conor Oberst.
"...I think I'd like to find his untouched places, though, and touch them, wouldn't you, Akira..."
Kamio's eyes went wide at this, and wider still when he looked up (they'd pushed so they were at the front of the stage) and saw Conor fucking Oberst looking down at the two of them and grinning. Suggestively.
"...oh, did he hear me? Maybe he wants to touch our untouched places as well. I don't really think we have that many, though...at least I know that I'm very thorough with you..."
The song was over, and people around them were clapping and cheering with enthusiasm. It had been the final set of the night. Conor stood up, thanking everyone for coming, and looked straight at Shinji and Kamio again. Raised an eyebrow. Beckoned.
"...he wants us to go with him, Akira. You didn't tell me we were going to get to have a threesome tonight..."
Kamio couldn't fucking believe this. They were climbing onto the stage and following Conor Oberst backstage. He had never been more thankful for Shinji's stream of consciousness mumbling in his life.
"I think we should hang out and black out together..."
pairing: Kamio/Shinji/Conor Oberst
words: 282
rating: PG-13
summary: Shinji and Kamio go to a Bright Eyes concert. Crack ensues.
notes: goldie is a vile enabler. first lyrics from "Acts of Contrition", second ones from "Nothing Gets Crossed Out."
edit: this now has a prequel.
"just the untouched place that lies inside
of every lonely boy tonight..."
"...I don't feel lonely tonight. Are we supposed to feel lonely, Akira? Is that why so many people are crying? I wonder...what exactly does he mean, 'untouched place'...that's awfully suggestive, isn't it..."
Shinji's voice, normally lost in the wake of other people's louder speech, was somehow carrying over the soft intonations of the delicate, cocaine-thin singer on the stage, and Kamio was regretting his decision to take his friend to the Bright Eyes concert, since he seemed to just want to make inappropriate remarks about Conor Oberst.
"...I think I'd like to find his untouched places, though, and touch them, wouldn't you, Akira..."
Kamio's eyes went wide at this, and wider still when he looked up (they'd pushed so they were at the front of the stage) and saw Conor fucking Oberst looking down at the two of them and grinning. Suggestively.
"...oh, did he hear me? Maybe he wants to touch our untouched places as well. I don't really think we have that many, though...at least I know that I'm very thorough with you..."
The song was over, and people around them were clapping and cheering with enthusiasm. It had been the final set of the night. Conor stood up, thanking everyone for coming, and looked straight at Shinji and Kamio again. Raised an eyebrow. Beckoned.
"...he wants us to go with him, Akira. You didn't tell me we were going to get to have a threesome tonight..."
Kamio couldn't fucking believe this. They were climbing onto the stage and following Conor Oberst backstage. He had never been more thankful for Shinji's stream of consciousness mumbling in his life.
"I think we should hang out and black out together..."