[Fic] Complex
It's been a little while! Started this ages ago, and finally got it finished. Hope you enjoy! ^^;;
Title: Complex
Pairing: Subaru/Yasu
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Inappropriate touching. Canon cross-dressing. XD
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction.
Notes: Inspired by roadwaffle. >.> Yes.
“I want some coffee,” Subaru announces as soon as they’ve finished filming. “Go get me one.” He presses a few coins into Yasu’s hand, and Yasu goes, because he always does what he’s told, especially if Subaru’s the one telling him.
He doesn’t even register that he’s still wearing the dress from the okan sketch they were filming until he gets a couple of amused looks from staff members. But never mind, it’s not that far to the vending machine and he’s there and back in less than five minutes.
“I got you a cold one, is that OK?” Yasu asks, passing Subaru the can.
“What? Yeah, sure.” Subaru opens it and takes a sip, though he seems a lot more focussed on staring at Yasu.
Yasu gives him a puzzled little smile and turns around to start getting changed finally, but before he can even get the wig off he feels a firm grip on his shoulder. When he turns round, Subaru is right in his face and fixing him with a very intense look. Yasu realises belatedly it can only be described as a leer.
Subaru is pressing closer, forcing Yasu to step back, crowding him up against the wall. “Leave it on,” he says, a hand on the wall either side of Yasu’s head, leaning in and kissing Yasu’s neck before Yasu can even grasp what’s going on.
“What are you doing?!” gasps Yasu, though he knows full well.
“Ravishing you,” says Subaru matter-of-factly, without taking his mouth away from Yasu’s neck.
Yasu squirms a bit, trying to make it look like he’s resisting, but really all he’s doing is giving Subaru better access. “I can’t believe you!”
Subaru just cackles, hands getting everywhere, inching up the hem of the dress and reaching underneath.
“You pervert,” Yasu breathes, wanting to sound admonishing but only managing to seem utterly thrilled.
“You sound so surprised,” says Subaru, straight-forward, and kisses Yasu’s mouth.
Yasu melts right away and kisses back, putting his arms round Subaru’s neck. Subaru’s hands are hot where they’re touching his skin, and his kisses are so persuasive that Yasu’s enjoying this despite himself.
“I’m your bit on the side, who comes and gives you a good seeing to when your husband’s out at work. I’m your rockstar boyfriend,” Subaru says hotly, his lips on Yasu’s ear.
Yasu giggles, tilting his head more to let Subaru mouth his throat again. “What would a rock star like you want with a middle-aged lady like me? Don’t you have groupies?”
Subaru pauses. “Maybe I’ve always had a thing for you -”
Yasu is kind of glad he doesn’t say ‘thing for older women’, because that would be a bit wrong, but what Subaru actually says seems a lot wronger.
“- maybe you babysat me when I was a kid -”
Yasu makes a face. “…Eww?”
“Maybe twenty years ago you were young and hot!”
“That’s not what the problem is!”
Subaru pulls back, looking indignant. “Don’t knock it, I’m the most exciting thing that’s happened to you in thirty years of married life!”
Yasu rolls his eyes. “So I’m a desperate housewife?”
Subaru grins wickedly. “You tell me.”
Yasu puts his head to one side coyly. “I’m not sure. Maybe I’m really the older woman who’s teaching you a thing or two,” he finishes, smiling slyly.
“Oh yeah?” says Subaru, and it sounds like a challenge. “What are you gonna teach me?”
Yasu can’t help it, he giggles. “I’m sorry, I knew you had a bit of a mother complex but this…”
Subaru scowls. “You’re not reading the mood here, are you?”
Yasu laughs more. “I’m sorry, honestly!” He tries to compose himself. “Don’t you think it’d be nice to go home? Do it in bed, for once?”
Subaru pouts. “You weren’t saying that the other day in the Myojo offices.”
Yasu colours just a little. “I wasn’t dressed like this then! And you seemed to enjoy it enough.”
Subaru subsides a little. “I guess it could be embarrassing to be caught like… this,” he says slowly. “And not in the good way.”
Yasu decides not to push it by wondering aloud what Subaru means by the ‘good way’, and starts to wriggle out of the dress before Subaru has a chance to get close again.
They manage to get halfway down the corridor before Subaru says, too loudly, “…And what do you mean, I have a mother complex?”
***
When they stop filming Honjani, Subaru gets some very odd looks, one embarrassed glare, a lot of mocking laughter and a couple of smacks over the head when he asks if they can keep the costumes.
Title: Complex
Pairing: Subaru/Yasu
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Inappropriate touching. Canon cross-dressing. XD
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction.
Notes: Inspired by roadwaffle. >.> Yes.
“I want some coffee,” Subaru announces as soon as they’ve finished filming. “Go get me one.” He presses a few coins into Yasu’s hand, and Yasu goes, because he always does what he’s told, especially if Subaru’s the one telling him.
He doesn’t even register that he’s still wearing the dress from the okan sketch they were filming until he gets a couple of amused looks from staff members. But never mind, it’s not that far to the vending machine and he’s there and back in less than five minutes.
“I got you a cold one, is that OK?” Yasu asks, passing Subaru the can.
“What? Yeah, sure.” Subaru opens it and takes a sip, though he seems a lot more focussed on staring at Yasu.
Yasu gives him a puzzled little smile and turns around to start getting changed finally, but before he can even get the wig off he feels a firm grip on his shoulder. When he turns round, Subaru is right in his face and fixing him with a very intense look. Yasu realises belatedly it can only be described as a leer.
Subaru is pressing closer, forcing Yasu to step back, crowding him up against the wall. “Leave it on,” he says, a hand on the wall either side of Yasu’s head, leaning in and kissing Yasu’s neck before Yasu can even grasp what’s going on.
“What are you doing?!” gasps Yasu, though he knows full well.
“Ravishing you,” says Subaru matter-of-factly, without taking his mouth away from Yasu’s neck.
Yasu squirms a bit, trying to make it look like he’s resisting, but really all he’s doing is giving Subaru better access. “I can’t believe you!”
Subaru just cackles, hands getting everywhere, inching up the hem of the dress and reaching underneath.
“You pervert,” Yasu breathes, wanting to sound admonishing but only managing to seem utterly thrilled.
“You sound so surprised,” says Subaru, straight-forward, and kisses Yasu’s mouth.
Yasu melts right away and kisses back, putting his arms round Subaru’s neck. Subaru’s hands are hot where they’re touching his skin, and his kisses are so persuasive that Yasu’s enjoying this despite himself.
“I’m your bit on the side, who comes and gives you a good seeing to when your husband’s out at work. I’m your rockstar boyfriend,” Subaru says hotly, his lips on Yasu’s ear.
Yasu giggles, tilting his head more to let Subaru mouth his throat again. “What would a rock star like you want with a middle-aged lady like me? Don’t you have groupies?”
Subaru pauses. “Maybe I’ve always had a thing for you -”
Yasu is kind of glad he doesn’t say ‘thing for older women’, because that would be a bit wrong, but what Subaru actually says seems a lot wronger.
“- maybe you babysat me when I was a kid -”
Yasu makes a face. “…Eww?”
“Maybe twenty years ago you were young and hot!”
“That’s not what the problem is!”
Subaru pulls back, looking indignant. “Don’t knock it, I’m the most exciting thing that’s happened to you in thirty years of married life!”
Yasu rolls his eyes. “So I’m a desperate housewife?”
Subaru grins wickedly. “You tell me.”
Yasu puts his head to one side coyly. “I’m not sure. Maybe I’m really the older woman who’s teaching you a thing or two,” he finishes, smiling slyly.
“Oh yeah?” says Subaru, and it sounds like a challenge. “What are you gonna teach me?”
Yasu can’t help it, he giggles. “I’m sorry, I knew you had a bit of a mother complex but this…”
Subaru scowls. “You’re not reading the mood here, are you?”
Yasu laughs more. “I’m sorry, honestly!” He tries to compose himself. “Don’t you think it’d be nice to go home? Do it in bed, for once?”
Subaru pouts. “You weren’t saying that the other day in the Myojo offices.”
Yasu colours just a little. “I wasn’t dressed like this then! And you seemed to enjoy it enough.”
Subaru subsides a little. “I guess it could be embarrassing to be caught like… this,” he says slowly. “And not in the good way.”
Yasu decides not to push it by wondering aloud what Subaru means by the ‘good way’, and starts to wriggle out of the dress before Subaru has a chance to get close again.
They manage to get halfway down the corridor before Subaru says, too loudly, “…And what do you mean, I have a mother complex?”
***
When they stop filming Honjani, Subaru gets some very odd looks, one embarrassed glare, a lot of mocking laughter and a couple of smacks over the head when he asks if they can keep the costumes.