12 Days of Christmas; Day 9 [KyouyaKaoru]
Title: 12 Days of Christmas
Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club
Pairing(s): KyouyaKaoru
Genre: romance/general
Type: Twelve part series
Rating: PG for innuendo
Other Notes: Innuendo, mentions of HikaHaru
Disclaimer: Don't own.
Summary: A sort-of companion fic to the Asphyxiation series. Twelve drabbles, ficlets, and other such things (all are interconnected) for the holidays.
AN: Day nine.
12 Days of Christmas
Day Nine
02 January
Word Count: 538
“Just how did you get sick, Kaoru?”
Kaoru looked up at his twin and shrugged nonchalantly; he didn’t really think that Hikaru would appreciate knowing that Kyouya had taken him for a walk around the Ootori estates having a long, philosophical talk which somehow escalated into a make-out session and eventually ended with Kaoru pressed into the snowy ground, Kyouya giving him a thorough hand-job. Yeah, Hikaru would definitely be better off not knowing that.
“It’s just a light cold, Hikaru; I’ll be fine tomorrow.”
The older Hitachiin looked at him skeptically.
“Really!” he forced himself to sit up, “Now don’t you have a date with Haruhi?”
Hikaru blushed lightly and mumbled something under his breath which Kaoru couldn’t quite catch. “You sure you’ll be okay?”
“Yes, Hikaru. I won’t die, jeez,” he said teasingly. “Get out of here before you’re late, idiot!”
Hikaru laughed, “All right, all right. I’ll call you later, then.”
“Okay, now shoo!” Kaoru playfully threw one of the pillows at Hikaru’s head (which Hikaru caught easily).
The older twin grinned and tossed the pillow back at Kaoru and finally left the room. Kaoru sighed, smiling lightly. He stretched, yawning, and figured that he ought to try and sleep the cold off so he snuggled deeper into the sheets, making himself comfortable before lazily closing his eyes.
When he opened them next, he smelt a familiar scent and felt a comforting warmth at his back. A silly smile tugged at his lips and he turned around so that he could bury his nose into his lover’s chest. Wrapping an arm around Kyouya’s waist, he sighed happily and he heard Kyouya chuckle.
“So sure that it was me?”
“Mmm, of course.” He yawned again, “Why’re you here?”
“Hikaru called me about an hour ago; said he wanted someone to stay with you. Such a possessive brother you have, Kaoru.”
Kaoru frowned and looked up, eyes still sleep-lidded, “Hikaru asked you to come here?” A nod from the brunet. Kaoru let out a huff, “I told him I’d be fine. Stupid Hikaru.”
“Can you really blame him, Kaoru?”
He sighed, “No, but still. I can take care of myself. I think I’m more competent than he is, sometimes.”
“Aren’t you being a bit harsh?” an ironic quirk of his lips.
Kaoru laughed, “You have no idea, Kyouya.”
“As you say,” Kyouya started to pull Kaoru closer but the redhead suddenly pushed him away.
“You might get sick, too,” he said as a belated excuse.
Kyouya raised an eyebrow, “Seeing as I technically gave you this cold-” Kaoru flushed a little “-I think that I should take responsibility, hmm?” This time Kaoru didn’t resist when Kyouya brought him close to his chest. “Besides, I’ve been lying next to you for awhile already and if I recall correctly, it was you who rubbed your mucus-ridden nose against me.”
Kaoru’s face turned redder, “You don’t have to say it that way. . .” he mumbled, rather embarrassed.
The brunet smiled and brushed some of Kaoru’s bangs to the side and placed a placating kiss on his brow. “Just sleep, Kaoru.”
His eyelids suddenly felt extraordinarily heavy so he made no further protests and drifted back into slumber.
Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club
Pairing(s): KyouyaKaoru
Genre: romance/general
Type: Twelve part series
Rating: PG for innuendo
Other Notes: Innuendo, mentions of HikaHaru
Disclaimer: Don't own.
Summary: A sort-of companion fic to the Asphyxiation series. Twelve drabbles, ficlets, and other such things (all are interconnected) for the holidays.
AN: Day nine.
12 Days of Christmas
Day Nine
02 January
Word Count: 538
“Just how did you get sick, Kaoru?”
Kaoru looked up at his twin and shrugged nonchalantly; he didn’t really think that Hikaru would appreciate knowing that Kyouya had taken him for a walk around the Ootori estates having a long, philosophical talk which somehow escalated into a make-out session and eventually ended with Kaoru pressed into the snowy ground, Kyouya giving him a thorough hand-job. Yeah, Hikaru would definitely be better off not knowing that.
“It’s just a light cold, Hikaru; I’ll be fine tomorrow.”
The older Hitachiin looked at him skeptically.
“Really!” he forced himself to sit up, “Now don’t you have a date with Haruhi?”
Hikaru blushed lightly and mumbled something under his breath which Kaoru couldn’t quite catch. “You sure you’ll be okay?”
“Yes, Hikaru. I won’t die, jeez,” he said teasingly. “Get out of here before you’re late, idiot!”
Hikaru laughed, “All right, all right. I’ll call you later, then.”
“Okay, now shoo!” Kaoru playfully threw one of the pillows at Hikaru’s head (which Hikaru caught easily).
The older twin grinned and tossed the pillow back at Kaoru and finally left the room. Kaoru sighed, smiling lightly. He stretched, yawning, and figured that he ought to try and sleep the cold off so he snuggled deeper into the sheets, making himself comfortable before lazily closing his eyes.
When he opened them next, he smelt a familiar scent and felt a comforting warmth at his back. A silly smile tugged at his lips and he turned around so that he could bury his nose into his lover’s chest. Wrapping an arm around Kyouya’s waist, he sighed happily and he heard Kyouya chuckle.
“So sure that it was me?”
“Mmm, of course.” He yawned again, “Why’re you here?”
“Hikaru called me about an hour ago; said he wanted someone to stay with you. Such a possessive brother you have, Kaoru.”
Kaoru frowned and looked up, eyes still sleep-lidded, “Hikaru asked you to come here?” A nod from the brunet. Kaoru let out a huff, “I told him I’d be fine. Stupid Hikaru.”
“Can you really blame him, Kaoru?”
He sighed, “No, but still. I can take care of myself. I think I’m more competent than he is, sometimes.”
“Aren’t you being a bit harsh?” an ironic quirk of his lips.
Kaoru laughed, “You have no idea, Kyouya.”
“As you say,” Kyouya started to pull Kaoru closer but the redhead suddenly pushed him away.
“You might get sick, too,” he said as a belated excuse.
Kyouya raised an eyebrow, “Seeing as I technically gave you this cold-” Kaoru flushed a little “-I think that I should take responsibility, hmm?” This time Kaoru didn’t resist when Kyouya brought him close to his chest. “Besides, I’ve been lying next to you for awhile already and if I recall correctly, it was you who rubbed your mucus-ridden nose against me.”
Kaoru’s face turned redder, “You don’t have to say it that way. . .” he mumbled, rather embarrassed.
The brunet smiled and brushed some of Kaoru’s bangs to the side and placed a placating kiss on his brow. “Just sleep, Kaoru.”
His eyelids suddenly felt extraordinarily heavy so he made no further protests and drifted back into slumber.