New Year - PG-13 (38th Challenge)
Title: New Year
Author: Lauand
Beta: Avierra
Pairing: Gojyo/Hakkai
Warning: Worksafe.
Prompt: New Year - 20 min.
A/N: Nearly 27 minutes taken. Thank you very much to Avierra for the beta-reading!
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Besides the crackling of the fire and, maybe, the subtle rustling of clothes against clothes against skin, the only sound in the room was the wet noises they made with their messy kissing. That and their laboured breathing.
“Tell me...” it was Gojyo who, with a great deal of effort, managed to break the kiss first. “Tell me... that this is... male bonding...”
Without taking his eyes from Gojyo’s features, that looked more red and alive than ever with the chimney’s light, Hakkai replied without hesitating, like an automat or a choirboy, transfixed by his faith, by something he was probably the only one to see.
“This is male bonding.”
“Oh. Good.”
And they resumed their kissing, losing the little verticality they still possessed and ending up lying on the floor, in front of the fire, Gojyo’s body on top of Hakkai’s, renouncing all finesse and elegance because the kiss itself was more important than the how. Or maybe it was not the what, but the who that mattered. Gojyo didn’t care right now, he didn’t want to think.
At some point, Hakkai’s hand crept from its previous spot (that, according to Gojyo, had been Gojyo’s whole body) to find the hand that was caressing Hakkai’s cheek and to mesh their fingers together. No matter how Gojyo wanted to look at it, that felt definitely gay.
“Oh, God...”
Knowing what Gojyo was thinking, Hakkai smiled. Gojyo missed it, since he had decided to bury his face in Hakkai’s neck precisely because he knew the kind of face his roommate was making. But the fact was that he didn’t get off of Hakkai’s body or take away his hand.
“Happy New Year, Gojyo.” Hakkai said, Gojyo’s warm breath caressing his skin.
“It’s fucking February, man.”
Hakkai’s smile widened and his free hand roamed up Gojyo’s back to sink itself in red hair.
“Today’s the second New Moon after the Winter Solstice. It’s the Chinese New Year.”
Gojyo didn’t reply. He just huffed but didn’t move.
Hakkai esteemed he still had ten minutes until the heavy body on his totally cut the blood flow to his limbs and he was forced to ask Gojyo to get off. In the meantime, he lifted and turned his head a bit just enough to kiss the crown of Gojyo’s head and gently squeezed their intertwined fingers.
And the beautiful thing was that Gojyo let him.