tissues, bras and cigarettes
Title: tissues, bras and cigarettes
Pairing: Nishikido Ryo x Shibutani Subaru
Rating: PG-15
Genre: Smut, PwP
Wordcount: 1111
Disclaimer: (here)
Notes: Okay, this must be one of the shortest ffs I've ever written. See it as a Christmas present :D Inspired by Subaru proclaiming to half of Osaka that he would let the K8-members take a share if he ever happened to wake up as a girl. I couldn't let this pass. (btw, whohoo, she wrote something different then Yasuba \o/)
„You know, if you were a girl, I would definitely screw you.”
Yoko chokes on his drink and Subaru shrugs, lighting a cigarette.
And this is how it all begins.
.
Ryo doesn’t intend it to happen that day. In fact, he doesn’t intend it to happen at all.
It has been some random joke, some random thought that plopped up in his head while listening to Subaru explaining to Osaka that he would share it with all members if he should ever wake up with breasts.
He thought it would be a onetime remark thing. But the pure presence of at least half kanjani (mental presence, because Yasu and Tacchon couldn’t be counted as present, for they were entangled in either writing lyrics or fighting the final boss of his newest game achievement) made it impossible to be forgotten five seconds later. So he had to cope with Yoko grinning mischievously and suddenly it becomes awkward to be in the same room as their lead singer.
It is worse when they are alone. And alone means alone, because it’s still reassuring when there is another member in the room, even when said member was mentally absent.
So the first time they are completely alone, Ryo tries to smile some weird smile and Subaru remarks something like “you know, I really meant what I said.”
And suddenly their lips are locked and Subaru is pressed between Ryo and the door and it may feel a bit too perfect and a bit too long than it should.
“You… didn’t feel anything, did you?” It takes too long but it’s still too short and after all it seems too awkward when they part. Ryo thinks it was a mistake and so he decides that, no he didn’t feel anything.
“Except for the door handle in my back?” Good thing Subaru joins in.
“So you didn’t. I didn’t. Everything is fine. Right?” Right?
Subaru shrugs. “Whatever.”
-
“I can’t want him like that.” Groaning, Ryo leans back on his bar chair.
“Why?” Yasu just smiles, sipping on his cocktail.
He shouldn’t have asked Yasu of all people to start with.
-
It happens again a week after that, at some random bar Yoko suggested. And it’s a few moments after said Yoko starts to chase after some girl with what he describes as “nice oppai”, that the group starts to discuss girls.
It’s not as if it hasn’t been a topic before, but it’s not as if it does not get old, too, so they laugh about big boobs and short skirts and Yasu’s painted fingernails and Subaru’s comment on the radio.
“So, Subaru would make a scary girl, wouldn’t he?” Ryo wants to hit Shingo for this comment because it’ is he who likes girls with crooked teeth. Which is also scary, he thinks.
“Definitely! Too scrawny and too demanding!” comes the note from Tadayoshi, but that is obvious, because Tadayoshi likes his girls petite but curvy.
“And he would be one of those that are all bitchy during her period! “ is added by Shingo and Ryo feels the sudden urge to make a really evil remark. But maybe it isn’t the best idea, with his mind being clouded by alcohol.
“I’m pretty sure he would lack cleavage.” Of course it is Yoko who phrases this comment and everyone else who laughs. “But Yasu would have a lot!” Maru is really considerate, even patting Yasu’s chest to emphasize this, with the blond grinning proudly.
“That’s not the problem, we could share”, comes from Subaru. And Shingo hits him. “Idiot. You can’t share breasts!”
In his mind, Ryo starts picturing Subaru, being a girl, a real girl, with breasts and hips and lacey stockings, and from thereon, everything just goes downhill, up to the point where he finds himself pressing Subaru against some narrow back alley, joined at hips and mouths.
It doesn’t take long for his hand fumbling with Subaru’s belt and the other guy moaning into his mouth, the fingers that are delved in his shirt only gripping stronger.
Both are aroused, and it is only a few moments later that he has Subaru groaning his name and it feels different but maybe it feels kind of good with their bodies being pressed so tight together, without breasts as a space holder, but Subaru’s prominent hipbones feeling so interesting against his fingertips.
“That was hot.” Subaru states, fishing for a tissue in the pocket of his pants.
“You lack boobs.” Ryo answers.
Subaru shrugs. “You have a cigarette to spare?”
-
The next evening, Ryo opens the door, just to find Subaru standing in his doorway. With boobs.
It’s just a few minutes later, after they more or less stumbled into Ryo’s bedroom, not really caring what they hit, focusing on kissing and tugging at clothes and actually landing on the mattress, when Ryo realizes that it’s just a bra and the indigents of maybe three packs of tissues to create a C-Cup.
“Yasu gave this to me. It’s his sister’s.” “I wouldn’t even care if it was his dog’s” Ryo remarks and secretly thanks Yasu before fighting with the fastener and shutting Subaru up - “I would be really frightened if it was his dog’s” - while a blue bra is send flying, landing at the edge of the mattress where it is doomed to fall down with the next shift.
That shift is bound to happen, when Subaru’s hips jerk upwards, driving Ryo crazy when crotches touch and giving him the chance to get rid of the other guy’s pants.
There are hands under his shirt that does not stay there for a long time and suddenly his pants are gone, too, with a short but firm tug, making him draw in a sharp breath.
Given the fact that half of the members usually do not care about walking around naked in the dressing room, the sight of a naked Subaru is nothing new to Ryo and still it is different, because suddenly he has the other guy lying under him, panting and aroused.
And in the end he does not care, because it is Subaru who takes initiative and lets their lips meet in a hot kiss that makes his thoughts become secondary and his brain leaves completely when Subaru rolls them over, taking matters in his own hands.
Literally.
“You lack boobs”, Ryo says afterwards, while blowing some smoke into the air.
It doesn’t take long for Subaru to kick him out of the bed.
“Hey, I never said that I’d mind.”
And maybe he’s forgiven when Subaru pulls him up again and crushes their lips together.