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1) Nagase Tomoya is maybe the hottest guy alive on this planet.
2) His BFF4LYFE is cute and their friendship is epic and full of lulz and vague gayness.
3) Ergo, attempt at fic with the two #1.
and such modern conveniences
nagase tomoya/domoto koichi, pg, clichéd naked!nagase, probably hideously OOC with over-snarky banter. whatev.
Even when you've known somebody for a ridiculously long time, and feel like they're about the closest you'll ever get to a person, ever, there comes a point in time when you're not quite sure what you should say to them.
Greetings can be difficult. They shouldn't be, but they can.
Lucky for Domoto Koichi, before his mouth has begun to shape itself to form the syllables requited to greet his best friend Nagase Tomoya, he notices that the smile on Nagase's face happens to be the only thing he's wearing. Again.
"Wow," Koichi says and looks away as fast as possible, but Nagase is tall and the door frame is all him, and all of him is naked, so looking away is not very easy. "You could warn me, you know."
Nagase shrugs, looking confused. "Why you acting like this is the first time?"
"Maybe I am trying to send you a message," Koichi says, emphatically shielding his eyes from the view while stepping in.
"It's my nature," Nagase says, letting Koichi in but not without awkward brushing of two bodies against each other. He lets out a sigh and Koichi cringes. At least one of them is clothed. This time.
"Pervert," Koichi says.
"Have you been outside lately?" Nagase asks, grinning at the comment. "Humid as fuck out there."
"Most people still wear clothes," Koichi replies casually, sitting down on the couch as Nagase wanders into one of the other rooms. There are cigarettes, magazines and a laptop open on the coffee table; a paused computer game screen shows. Click Enter to continue. Next to him there's an acoustic guitar, he thinks about fiddling it but decides against it. Nagase returns, handing him a can of juice. "Writing a song?"
Nagase reaches to put the guitar aside. "Trying."
Koichi takes a sip of the juice. "I'm not twelve, you know, you could offer me beer or something."
"Yeah, but you're a lightweight, it's just embarrassing to have you rolling around my floors after two cans." Nagase pauses and opens his own can as Koichi chortles. "What's wrong with being naked in my own apartment? I pay rent."
"With ass?" Koichi suggests.
"Hey, when push comes to pull.." Nagase grins to suggest he's being clever, which is hilarious to Koichi, because usually when Nagase is being clever, he entirely isn't.
"When push comes to shove. Idiot."
Nagase laughs, but he's not embarrassed. "Whatever. Can you help me through this level?"
"No, but I can pretend to while sabotaging your game," Koichi says and moves closer on the couch to see the laptop screen again.
"Great, I'll go put on pants," Nagase says and stands up quickly, leaving Koichi momentarily alone in the room.
"The game gets pants but I don't?" Koichi asks out loud, louder than he meant to, and the question carries itself to Nagase in the bedroom.
There's a reply. "You want pants?"
"Nevermind," Koichi says under his breath, focusing on the game in front of him.
"When you sit on my lap, it doesn't result in first degree burns," Nagase says, returning. "There's the difference."
"I'm wounded," Koichi replies.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean--"
"Your equipment sucks ass so some guy just stabbed my side with a pocket knife. How the hell did you get this far in the game anyway?"
Nagase blinks. "Cheats."
"Lame," Koichi comments, hunched over the laptop now.
"Hey," Nagase says and Koichi can feel his eyes on him, but it's not so awkward anymore, thanks to pants and such modern conveniences, "thanks for coming over."
Like he'd ever miss the opportunity.
2) His BFF4LYFE is cute and their friendship is epic and full of lulz and vague gayness.
3) Ergo, attempt at fic with the two #1.
and such modern conveniences
nagase tomoya/domoto koichi, pg, clichéd naked!nagase, probably hideously OOC with over-snarky banter. whatev.
Even when you've known somebody for a ridiculously long time, and feel like they're about the closest you'll ever get to a person, ever, there comes a point in time when you're not quite sure what you should say to them.
Greetings can be difficult. They shouldn't be, but they can.
Lucky for Domoto Koichi, before his mouth has begun to shape itself to form the syllables requited to greet his best friend Nagase Tomoya, he notices that the smile on Nagase's face happens to be the only thing he's wearing. Again.
"Wow," Koichi says and looks away as fast as possible, but Nagase is tall and the door frame is all him, and all of him is naked, so looking away is not very easy. "You could warn me, you know."
Nagase shrugs, looking confused. "Why you acting like this is the first time?"
"Maybe I am trying to send you a message," Koichi says, emphatically shielding his eyes from the view while stepping in.
"It's my nature," Nagase says, letting Koichi in but not without awkward brushing of two bodies against each other. He lets out a sigh and Koichi cringes. At least one of them is clothed. This time.
"Pervert," Koichi says.
"Have you been outside lately?" Nagase asks, grinning at the comment. "Humid as fuck out there."
"Most people still wear clothes," Koichi replies casually, sitting down on the couch as Nagase wanders into one of the other rooms. There are cigarettes, magazines and a laptop open on the coffee table; a paused computer game screen shows. Click Enter to continue. Next to him there's an acoustic guitar, he thinks about fiddling it but decides against it. Nagase returns, handing him a can of juice. "Writing a song?"
Nagase reaches to put the guitar aside. "Trying."
Koichi takes a sip of the juice. "I'm not twelve, you know, you could offer me beer or something."
"Yeah, but you're a lightweight, it's just embarrassing to have you rolling around my floors after two cans." Nagase pauses and opens his own can as Koichi chortles. "What's wrong with being naked in my own apartment? I pay rent."
"With ass?" Koichi suggests.
"Hey, when push comes to pull.." Nagase grins to suggest he's being clever, which is hilarious to Koichi, because usually when Nagase is being clever, he entirely isn't.
"When push comes to shove. Idiot."
Nagase laughs, but he's not embarrassed. "Whatever. Can you help me through this level?"
"No, but I can pretend to while sabotaging your game," Koichi says and moves closer on the couch to see the laptop screen again.
"Great, I'll go put on pants," Nagase says and stands up quickly, leaving Koichi momentarily alone in the room.
"The game gets pants but I don't?" Koichi asks out loud, louder than he meant to, and the question carries itself to Nagase in the bedroom.
There's a reply. "You want pants?"
"Nevermind," Koichi says under his breath, focusing on the game in front of him.
"When you sit on my lap, it doesn't result in first degree burns," Nagase says, returning. "There's the difference."
"I'm wounded," Koichi replies.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean--"
"Your equipment sucks ass so some guy just stabbed my side with a pocket knife. How the hell did you get this far in the game anyway?"
Nagase blinks. "Cheats."
"Lame," Koichi comments, hunched over the laptop now.
"Hey," Nagase says and Koichi can feel his eyes on him, but it's not so awkward anymore, thanks to pants and such modern conveniences, "thanks for coming over."
Like he'd ever miss the opportunity.