Faux-Pas, Johnny/Yosaku [One Piece]
Title: Faux-Pas
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Johnny/Yosaku
Word Count: 403
Genre: Fantasy/Sci-Fi
Written for: skyrat13
A/N: It's been a while since I've played in this sandbox, so I apologize if I got them all wrong. ^_^;;
Yosaku hadn’t moved from the spot beneath the tree for ten minutes. The sun danced through the leaves, leaving little patterns of light over his face and glinting off of his headband. He wouldn’t say a word. A cigarette rested between his fingers, unlit, and a far-away expression lingered on his face. Frankly, it was driving Johnny mad with distraction. Somewhere, there was a cold beer with his name on it, and he wanted to get to it quickly.
“Can we get going already? I really gotta take a piss, and I’m hungry.” Johnny fidgeted a little to emphasize his lie. Yosaku never took his eyes away from the tree as he pointed to the right.
“Go over there, then. Way, way over there. I’ll catch up.” Yosaku’s voice had a subdued, hushed quality that made Johnny momentarily forget his pressing desire to get to a town with a bar. He pushed his glasses up his nose and stood closer to his longtime partner. This tree didn’t look so unusual that it should warrant Yosaku’s undivided attention. It had a couple gashes in the trunk, but they were clearly very old.
“Don’t remember?” Yosaku’s warm breath tickled the shell of Johnny’s ear. He steeled himself from jumping, but his heartbeat sped up. “We camped here, way before we met Aniki. It was the first place we uh…”
Yosaku didn’t have to finish, because Johnny’s mind sped up to fill in the details. Blood rushed to his groin so fast that it made him a little dizzy. Suddenly the whole area took on the dazzling aura of erotic nostalgia, and a dopey grin took over Johnny’s mouth. No wonder Yosaku seemed entranced by the place; that was a monumental, stupendous, and ultimately serendipitous moment in their partnership! Johnny got so entangled in his own thoughts that he didn’t see the fist hurtling toward his head.
“I don’t know what you’re grinning about, asshole. I forgot I owed you that for finishing early and falling asleep on me.” Yosaku wore a fierce scowl, and the tranquility of the moment vanished in the passing breeze.
“HEY! I said I was sorry for that, geez, you shoulda taken it as a compliment-ow! Quit it! I’ve made up for that night a thousand times by now. But if you want,” Johnny leered as he pulled Yosaku back towards the tree, “we could make some better memories right now.”
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Johnny/Yosaku
Word Count: 403
Genre: Fantasy/Sci-Fi
Written for: skyrat13
A/N: It's been a while since I've played in this sandbox, so I apologize if I got them all wrong. ^_^;;
Yosaku hadn’t moved from the spot beneath the tree for ten minutes. The sun danced through the leaves, leaving little patterns of light over his face and glinting off of his headband. He wouldn’t say a word. A cigarette rested between his fingers, unlit, and a far-away expression lingered on his face. Frankly, it was driving Johnny mad with distraction. Somewhere, there was a cold beer with his name on it, and he wanted to get to it quickly.
“Can we get going already? I really gotta take a piss, and I’m hungry.” Johnny fidgeted a little to emphasize his lie. Yosaku never took his eyes away from the tree as he pointed to the right.
“Go over there, then. Way, way over there. I’ll catch up.” Yosaku’s voice had a subdued, hushed quality that made Johnny momentarily forget his pressing desire to get to a town with a bar. He pushed his glasses up his nose and stood closer to his longtime partner. This tree didn’t look so unusual that it should warrant Yosaku’s undivided attention. It had a couple gashes in the trunk, but they were clearly very old.
“Don’t remember?” Yosaku’s warm breath tickled the shell of Johnny’s ear. He steeled himself from jumping, but his heartbeat sped up. “We camped here, way before we met Aniki. It was the first place we uh…”
Yosaku didn’t have to finish, because Johnny’s mind sped up to fill in the details. Blood rushed to his groin so fast that it made him a little dizzy. Suddenly the whole area took on the dazzling aura of erotic nostalgia, and a dopey grin took over Johnny’s mouth. No wonder Yosaku seemed entranced by the place; that was a monumental, stupendous, and ultimately serendipitous moment in their partnership! Johnny got so entangled in his own thoughts that he didn’t see the fist hurtling toward his head.
“I don’t know what you’re grinning about, asshole. I forgot I owed you that for finishing early and falling asleep on me.” Yosaku wore a fierce scowl, and the tranquility of the moment vanished in the passing breeze.
“HEY! I said I was sorry for that, geez, you shoulda taken it as a compliment-ow! Quit it! I’ve made up for that night a thousand times by now. But if you want,” Johnny leered as he pulled Yosaku back towards the tree, “we could make some better memories right now.”