[DRABBLE] Cold Water
What do you know? Another World Destiny Arch derived, and random drabble!
Title: Cold Water
Genre: General/Humor
Rating: PG-13-ish
Warnings: Somewhat implied adult themes
Summary: In which there is a shower, and Leon makes small observations in the morning. Sephiroth is awfully amused. [implied Seph/Leon] [WD Arch]
Notes: This was... inspired by my crack-tendencies. (cough) I mean, what? Anyways, just an idea that came to me today, and I realized I hadn't updated, much less... done much of anything, really, so here everyone goes! Fear my crack whore-ish-ness! And don't ask about any of it. 'Tis crack, nothing more.
Disclaimer: I don't own Leon or Seph or, for that matter, KH. Enix pwns j00 allz.
Cold Water
Leon's bathroom was small.
Very small.
As a matter of fact, thing shower barely fit, and the thing was just a shower, not a tub, with a door that swung out, made of frst-fogged glass. Simple, but effective. Leon liked his house. Had spent what time he could manage from between Garden and the people and problems and generally just everything to carefully (and pain-stakingly) renovate the whole thing. Wall by wall, tiles by tile, referbashing and carving. It was the way he liked it. And although he wasn't really one for much of spending too much time in the bathroom, he was proud of his work. Hell, Leon had even spent hours figuring out how to repipe the whole thing.Sure, he could have asked Cid, but this... this was his.
Or was.
Until Sephiroth had moved in.
There was a long story behind that, once that Leon was pointedly not going to bother thinking about because that involved a lot of... stuff. Things that he didn't particularly feel like dealing with at nine in the morning. Well, maybe he liked the good parts of that. Like maybe when... oh... well, okay, right. Not a good idea to have skin on the mind when you're getting up first thing in the morning. So, with a grumble, Leon rolled out of bed.
Usually, ever since they'd been together, Sephiroth usually woke him up to share. Not for any other particular reason --most of the time-- other than just because it was more efficient. And, really, not thinking about how that works, because that involves thinking about that wing and pale, wet skin that-- Leon mentally slapped himself as he shuffled to the bathroom. There were a few noises coming from the office. Sephiroth was up. As always. And looked at him from the doorway with an expression of someone who was rather amused, taking in the brunette's ruffled and sleep-mussed countanance. Scarred as Leon was, he was ever the beautiful man...
Leon grunted at him. And went to take his ritual morning shower. Funny thing: Leon didn;t remember there being more than one kind of shamboo and conditioner until these past few weeks. He used a two-in-one thing, and just a bar of soap. Didn't need to over complicate things. But, unfortunately, Leon found himself staring at his lone bottle in its own corner of the shower, and all the other bottles sitting in the other side, taking over. It wasn't amusing.
See, there was an issue of Sephiroth not really trying all that hard to wake him up in the morning sometimes, if it could be helped. Very rarely did either of them have the chance to sleep past seven, but when they did, Sephiroth had the distinct quirk of just nudging Leon (who was tired, dammit, and wanted to sleep for Hyne's sake), before simply letting him be.
And as Leon discovered, with a yelp and the side of his head thunking against shower tiles, at the ice-cold water.
Much to his chagrin, Sephiroth had stolen all of the hot water. All of it. Again.
Title: Cold Water
Genre: General/Humor
Rating: PG-13-ish
Warnings: Somewhat implied adult themes
Summary: In which there is a shower, and Leon makes small observations in the morning. Sephiroth is awfully amused. [implied Seph/Leon] [WD Arch]
Notes: This was... inspired by my crack-tendencies. (cough) I mean, what? Anyways, just an idea that came to me today, and I realized I hadn't updated, much less... done much of anything, really, so here everyone goes! Fear my crack whore-ish-ness! And don't ask about any of it. 'Tis crack, nothing more.
Disclaimer: I don't own Leon or Seph or, for that matter, KH. Enix pwns j00 allz.
Cold Water
Leon's bathroom was small.
Very small.
As a matter of fact, thing shower barely fit, and the thing was just a shower, not a tub, with a door that swung out, made of frst-fogged glass. Simple, but effective. Leon liked his house. Had spent what time he could manage from between Garden and the people and problems and generally just everything to carefully (and pain-stakingly) renovate the whole thing. Wall by wall, tiles by tile, referbashing and carving. It was the way he liked it. And although he wasn't really one for much of spending too much time in the bathroom, he was proud of his work. Hell, Leon had even spent hours figuring out how to repipe the whole thing.Sure, he could have asked Cid, but this... this was his.
Or was.
Until Sephiroth had moved in.
There was a long story behind that, once that Leon was pointedly not going to bother thinking about because that involved a lot of... stuff. Things that he didn't particularly feel like dealing with at nine in the morning. Well, maybe he liked the good parts of that. Like maybe when... oh... well, okay, right. Not a good idea to have skin on the mind when you're getting up first thing in the morning. So, with a grumble, Leon rolled out of bed.
Usually, ever since they'd been together, Sephiroth usually woke him up to share. Not for any other particular reason --most of the time-- other than just because it was more efficient. And, really, not thinking about how that works, because that involves thinking about that wing and pale, wet skin that-- Leon mentally slapped himself as he shuffled to the bathroom. There were a few noises coming from the office. Sephiroth was up. As always. And looked at him from the doorway with an expression of someone who was rather amused, taking in the brunette's ruffled and sleep-mussed countanance. Scarred as Leon was, he was ever the beautiful man...
Leon grunted at him. And went to take his ritual morning shower. Funny thing: Leon didn;t remember there being more than one kind of shamboo and conditioner until these past few weeks. He used a two-in-one thing, and just a bar of soap. Didn't need to over complicate things. But, unfortunately, Leon found himself staring at his lone bottle in its own corner of the shower, and all the other bottles sitting in the other side, taking over. It wasn't amusing.
See, there was an issue of Sephiroth not really trying all that hard to wake him up in the morning sometimes, if it could be helped. Very rarely did either of them have the chance to sleep past seven, but when they did, Sephiroth had the distinct quirk of just nudging Leon (who was tired, dammit, and wanted to sleep for Hyne's sake), before simply letting him be.
And as Leon discovered, with a yelp and the side of his head thunking against shower tiles, at the ice-cold water.
Much to his chagrin, Sephiroth had stolen all of the hot water. All of it. Again.