[FIC] Flash [PG - InuKai]
Title: Flash
Author: M snowym
Pairing: InuKai
Rating: PG
Warnings: peeping, near-nekkid!photography
Word Count: 585
#18 - Photograph for 30_cracks
Note: I was originally going to name this fic 'Hot Flashes,' but then decided that was too porn-o-rific for a PG fic. So I mentioned it here ^^.
The whole room went white for one moment. All that was left in the wake was Kaidoh and Inui, standing across from one another.
Inui looked distinctly guilty, though.
Tennis practice had finished for the day, and Kaidoh hadn’t sensed anyone else in the locker room as he stepped out of the shower, towel slung around his hips. But there stood Inui, partly concealed behind a row of lockers, clutching his camera that apparently had a traitorous flash. Kaidoh clutched the towel tightly, suddenly aware of himself.
He should get mad.
He should yell at this person for violating his privacy, for making him feel ashamed in his own skin like this.
Maybe the flash had accidentally gone off this time, but how many times had Inui been able to successfully take a photograph of him in secret?
He wondered why he wasn’t yelling yet, demanding to know why. Instead, as his mouth fell open, the only word he could find was “Senpai?”
And his senpai just stood there, looking awkward, looking anywhere but where his towel-clad kouhai stood. The rectangular frames that usually hid all emotion were clipped in a belt loop, so that the viewfinder could be easily seen through, but that left Inui wide open. The older boy looked ashamed, like he possibly wanted to die, just like he himself had wanted to do a moment ago when his form was attached to a negative within that camera. Kaidoh wondered if Inui felt just as naked as he did, as one of Inui’s hands fished for his glasses, once again covering his terrified eyes.
Kaidoh wondered what he should do.
Maybe he ought to yank the camera from the other’s white-fisted grip on the camera, and smash it against the ground, but he wasn’t sure. Wasn’t that what the other had coming? But... that could destroy more than just the camera.
Just yesterday, they had gone to a movie after training, had laughed and acted like friends. Was that all been ruined now? Could he never joke around with the other again, and enjoy his company? Could he get over Inui doing something as base as taking a half-clothed picture of his body?
Kaidoh didn’t especially care for revenge, pettiness, or complexities, though.
So after not much thought at all, he strode over to the other, still wearing just a towel. He plucked the camera from the other’s grasp, which was relinquished quickly. Inui had probably calculated that that would be the first thing his volatile friend would damage, which was rightfully deserved. But against his predictions, Kaidoh just held it out at arm’s length. After wrapping his free arm around his senpai’s waist, he hissed out a “Smile,” before hitting the button.
The room went white once more from the flash, and Kaidoh thought it wasn’t so bad having Inui like him enough to want pictures of him.
Inui had trembled against his side when Kaidoh pulled him near, still aggrieved at Kaidoh finding out his dirty little secret. Now he just stared at his kouhai in shock, as the camera was returned to him.
Kaidoh walked back to his locker, saying he’d see Inui later as he retrieved his spare set of clothes. He heard a weak, probably shocked reply, as footsteps sounded, followed by a bang of the door closing.
When Kaidoh knew he was actually alone this time, he immediately blushed from being so bold towards his senpai.
Kaidoh hoped that would be enough fan service for now.
Author: M snowym
Pairing: InuKai
Rating: PG
Warnings: peeping, near-nekkid!photography
Word Count: 585
#18 - Photograph for 30_cracks
Note: I was originally going to name this fic 'Hot Flashes,' but then decided that was too porn-o-rific for a PG fic. So I mentioned it here ^^.
The whole room went white for one moment. All that was left in the wake was Kaidoh and Inui, standing across from one another.
Inui looked distinctly guilty, though.
Tennis practice had finished for the day, and Kaidoh hadn’t sensed anyone else in the locker room as he stepped out of the shower, towel slung around his hips. But there stood Inui, partly concealed behind a row of lockers, clutching his camera that apparently had a traitorous flash. Kaidoh clutched the towel tightly, suddenly aware of himself.
He should get mad.
He should yell at this person for violating his privacy, for making him feel ashamed in his own skin like this.
Maybe the flash had accidentally gone off this time, but how many times had Inui been able to successfully take a photograph of him in secret?
He wondered why he wasn’t yelling yet, demanding to know why. Instead, as his mouth fell open, the only word he could find was “Senpai?”
And his senpai just stood there, looking awkward, looking anywhere but where his towel-clad kouhai stood. The rectangular frames that usually hid all emotion were clipped in a belt loop, so that the viewfinder could be easily seen through, but that left Inui wide open. The older boy looked ashamed, like he possibly wanted to die, just like he himself had wanted to do a moment ago when his form was attached to a negative within that camera. Kaidoh wondered if Inui felt just as naked as he did, as one of Inui’s hands fished for his glasses, once again covering his terrified eyes.
Kaidoh wondered what he should do.
Maybe he ought to yank the camera from the other’s white-fisted grip on the camera, and smash it against the ground, but he wasn’t sure. Wasn’t that what the other had coming? But... that could destroy more than just the camera.
Just yesterday, they had gone to a movie after training, had laughed and acted like friends. Was that all been ruined now? Could he never joke around with the other again, and enjoy his company? Could he get over Inui doing something as base as taking a half-clothed picture of his body?
Kaidoh didn’t especially care for revenge, pettiness, or complexities, though.
So after not much thought at all, he strode over to the other, still wearing just a towel. He plucked the camera from the other’s grasp, which was relinquished quickly. Inui had probably calculated that that would be the first thing his volatile friend would damage, which was rightfully deserved. But against his predictions, Kaidoh just held it out at arm’s length. After wrapping his free arm around his senpai’s waist, he hissed out a “Smile,” before hitting the button.
The room went white once more from the flash, and Kaidoh thought it wasn’t so bad having Inui like him enough to want pictures of him.
Inui had trembled against his side when Kaidoh pulled him near, still aggrieved at Kaidoh finding out his dirty little secret. Now he just stared at his kouhai in shock, as the camera was returned to him.
Kaidoh walked back to his locker, saying he’d see Inui later as he retrieved his spare set of clothes. He heard a weak, probably shocked reply, as footsteps sounded, followed by a bang of the door closing.
When Kaidoh knew he was actually alone this time, he immediately blushed from being so bold towards his senpai.
Kaidoh hoped that would be enough fan service for now.