[FIC] - Attempts - Hiroto/Uruha - PG - Oneshot
Title: Attempts
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance
Pairings: Hiroto/Uruha
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: Just a scene. Oh, the lovely morning of Spring.
Rainchaser's Stories
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Pulling on boxers with weak hands along troublesome long legs, he fell backwards onto the disheveled nest of red sheets. Uruha closed his eyes, thinking of it as a call of destiny, a reason to just fall back asleep.
He decided that he won't. There were better ways to waste time.
He got up, running both hands through his hair, attempting to straighten it, rubbing middle fingers along his eyes to get off smudges of mascara and kayal.
Uruha looked around, trying to find anything similar to a clock, but all he got to know was that the sun was already up and shining brightly. It wasn't that smart to search without having glasses on in the first place. He thought of where he left his phone.
Right, in his jeans, somewhere between living room and bedroom.
He scratched his chest, yawned heartfully and couldn't help but stretch himself.
"Nonono, you're not getting up yet." He heard a voice from the doorway before he got tackled down back onto bed, back into the red sheets he just reluctantly left to go look for the ball of energy sitting on his chest now.
"Why not?" He mumbled, pulling a blanket off his face.
"It's not even eight in the morning, you still have at least an hour to sleep." Hiroto exclaimed, lying flat down on his lover.
Uruha snorted but wrapped one arm around the younger. "As if I could fall asleep again."
"Well, then, just enjoy this." Hiroto sighed, kissing the naked chest beneath him, one hand on Uruha's bicep.
"You mean cuddling?" He chuckled, the other arm encircling Hiroto as he rolled them on their sides, kissing the tuft of blond hair.
"I love you, too."
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At least I tried writing something...
Now, look what pairing is back 8D.
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance
Pairings: Hiroto/Uruha
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: Just a scene. Oh, the lovely morning of Spring.
Rainchaser's Stories
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Pulling on boxers with weak hands along troublesome long legs, he fell backwards onto the disheveled nest of red sheets. Uruha closed his eyes, thinking of it as a call of destiny, a reason to just fall back asleep.
He decided that he won't. There were better ways to waste time.
He got up, running both hands through his hair, attempting to straighten it, rubbing middle fingers along his eyes to get off smudges of mascara and kayal.
Uruha looked around, trying to find anything similar to a clock, but all he got to know was that the sun was already up and shining brightly. It wasn't that smart to search without having glasses on in the first place. He thought of where he left his phone.
Right, in his jeans, somewhere between living room and bedroom.
He scratched his chest, yawned heartfully and couldn't help but stretch himself.
"Nonono, you're not getting up yet." He heard a voice from the doorway before he got tackled down back onto bed, back into the red sheets he just reluctantly left to go look for the ball of energy sitting on his chest now.
"Why not?" He mumbled, pulling a blanket off his face.
"It's not even eight in the morning, you still have at least an hour to sleep." Hiroto exclaimed, lying flat down on his lover.
Uruha snorted but wrapped one arm around the younger. "As if I could fall asleep again."
"Well, then, just enjoy this." Hiroto sighed, kissing the naked chest beneath him, one hand on Uruha's bicep.
"You mean cuddling?" He chuckled, the other arm encircling Hiroto as he rolled them on their sides, kissing the tuft of blond hair.
"I love you, too."
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At least I tried writing something...
Now, look what pairing is back 8D.