[unfinished]
Who: Maora and SURPRISE (you know who you are)
What: the morning after. Ish. Someone gets a surprise in their room.
Where: hi~mi~tsu
When: after the chaos
Rating: amusing
Open: Mayhaps
Yoshitaka blinked his eyes open, and rubbed the sleepiness away. Ow. Sore. With a groan, he fell back on his lover's chest, curling up to go back to sleep.
....
Waitaminute.
Maora shot upright and stared down at a sleeping Maguri, who was completely out cold. The brunette put a hand to his forehead. That wasn't a dream?! They had...
They had...
A soft smile crossed Maora's lips, and he gently kissed Maguri's temple, brushing a few wisps of blonde hair away. With a yawn, he slid out of the sheets, and stood up, still rubbing his eyes. The treasurer looked around for something to throw on, but the clothes he had worn before the fancy dress were no where in sight. Biting his lip, he looked down at Maguri's camouflage shirt. Well. He was only going to wear it for a minute or so...and Maora always thought it was cute when lovers wore each other's clothes...
He put on the shirt so that he wouldn't have to walk to the kitchen nude. Maguri was so much taller than him, that the shirt almost touched his knees, making it as long as the dress he wore on a usual basis. Maora put the cuffs to his face. It was wrapped in Maguri's scent. With a smile, he reached for the door, so half-asleep he forgot that this was NOT a smart idea.
Upon exiting his bedroom, he found himself pummeling into a very familiar boy wearing glasses. Unable to catch himself in time, Maora accidentally tackled the slender figure to the floor.
Blinku.
"Kimihiro-kun?!" Maora's face flushed ten shades of red.
What: the morning after. Ish. Someone gets a surprise in their room.
Where: hi~mi~tsu
When: after the chaos
Rating: amusing
Open: Mayhaps
Yoshitaka blinked his eyes open, and rubbed the sleepiness away. Ow. Sore. With a groan, he fell back on his lover's chest, curling up to go back to sleep.
....
Waitaminute.
Maora shot upright and stared down at a sleeping Maguri, who was completely out cold. The brunette put a hand to his forehead. That wasn't a dream?! They had...
They had...
A soft smile crossed Maora's lips, and he gently kissed Maguri's temple, brushing a few wisps of blonde hair away. With a yawn, he slid out of the sheets, and stood up, still rubbing his eyes. The treasurer looked around for something to throw on, but the clothes he had worn before the fancy dress were no where in sight. Biting his lip, he looked down at Maguri's camouflage shirt. Well. He was only going to wear it for a minute or so...and Maora always thought it was cute when lovers wore each other's clothes...
He put on the shirt so that he wouldn't have to walk to the kitchen nude. Maguri was so much taller than him, that the shirt almost touched his knees, making it as long as the dress he wore on a usual basis. Maora put the cuffs to his face. It was wrapped in Maguri's scent. With a smile, he reached for the door, so half-asleep he forgot that this was NOT a smart idea.
Upon exiting his bedroom, he found himself pummeling into a very familiar boy wearing glasses. Unable to catch himself in time, Maora accidentally tackled the slender figure to the floor.
Blinku.
"Kimihiro-kun?!" Maora's face flushed ten shades of red.