Peachy-keen by NiftyPaint24 [Drabble #156]
Title: Peachy-keen
Author: NiftyPaint24
Theme: Peach (dokuga contest weekly perfection #156)
Genre: Humor
Rating: T
Warnings: Nudity (well… it’s mentioned)
Word Count: 200
Summary: Sesshomaru contemplates Kagome’s apparent magnetism for bizarre situations. [CU]
How did Kagome get herself into these messes? It was as if she stayed up into the wee-hours of the morning coming up with them. How else could someone get themselves into such bizarre situations?
Kagome was currently swathed in Sesshomaru’s haori, drowning in it was actually a more accurate description. Sesshomaru stood just in front of her, shirtless of course, torn between being amused and just flat out curious; two feelings foreign to him before she had entered his life. Kagome had insisted he turn around while she wrapped the garment around her, though the exact reason for it confused him; he had already seen her naked flesh. Now he faced her once more and she squirmed under his gaze.
“Can we go now?” She asked, pink tingeing her cheeks.
“If you are comfortable enough to.”
“I’m just peachy-keen,” she responded, rolling her eyes.
Her phrase was one he had never heard before, but the sarcasm that filled her tone was something he was beginning to get used to.
“Inuyasha’s going to have a fit,” she complained. “How am I suppose to explain this to him?” She clutched the haori.
Sesshomaru arched an eyebrow at her question. How indeed?
Author: NiftyPaint24
Theme: Peach (dokuga contest weekly perfection #156)
Genre: Humor
Rating: T
Warnings: Nudity (well… it’s mentioned)
Word Count: 200
Summary: Sesshomaru contemplates Kagome’s apparent magnetism for bizarre situations. [CU]
How did Kagome get herself into these messes? It was as if she stayed up into the wee-hours of the morning coming up with them. How else could someone get themselves into such bizarre situations?
Kagome was currently swathed in Sesshomaru’s haori, drowning in it was actually a more accurate description. Sesshomaru stood just in front of her, shirtless of course, torn between being amused and just flat out curious; two feelings foreign to him before she had entered his life. Kagome had insisted he turn around while she wrapped the garment around her, though the exact reason for it confused him; he had already seen her naked flesh. Now he faced her once more and she squirmed under his gaze.
“Can we go now?” She asked, pink tingeing her cheeks.
“If you are comfortable enough to.”
“I’m just peachy-keen,” she responded, rolling her eyes.
Her phrase was one he had never heard before, but the sarcasm that filled her tone was something he was beginning to get used to.
“Inuyasha’s going to have a fit,” she complained. “How am I suppose to explain this to him?” She clutched the haori.
Sesshomaru arched an eyebrow at her question. How indeed?