Beyblade - Tyson Granger x Kai Hiwatari - Night #6 Scared.
Title: Irrationality.
Author: RogueWarrior869
Fandom: Beyblade
Pairing: Tyson Granger x Kai Hiwatari
Theme Set Night
Theme #: #6.Scared.
Rating: G
Warnings: More numbing fluff and implied uke-Kai.
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade. Aoki Takao does.
He flinched hearing another loud boom of thunder echo throughout the city, immediately followed by a bright flash of lightning as the rain continued to pour.
Aside the heavy weather outside, he could hear the faint snoring of his lover who was sleeping soundly. He wondered how anyone could be sleeping through the loud noise of the storm, that much to his displeasure, didn't seem to want to let up anytime soon.
More thunder racked the skies and he unconsciously shifted to curl into himself. He frowned knowing how he was feeling was irrational. He had known for years how storms worked. To remind himself of this he simply ran what he was taught through his mind.
Warm, moist air moves upward, it cools, condenses, and forms cumulonimbus clouds that can reach heights of ten kilometers. As the rising air reaches its dew point, water droplets and ice form and begin falling the long distance through the clouds towards Earth's surface. As the droplets fall, they collide with other droplets and become larger. The falling droplets create a downdraft of air that spreads out at Earth's surface and causes strong winds associated with thunderstorms.
A few minutes later he wasn't much better off. Despite replaying the words over and over in his mind like a mantra, he could only hear the sounds of the storm.
His heart was thumping loudly in his chest. The rain itself sounded louder than it had earlier, every drop that splashed against the outer walls and window was all but deafening. Booms of thunder sounded as though someone had taken a hammer and began to crack the sky in two.
After seeing a particularly bright flash of lightning illuminate the wall he was staring at, he clenched his eyes shut, willing the storm to disappear.
Barely five minutes of inner-torment later, it took all the restraint he had not to jump as a pair of familiar arms encircled his waist as he was pulled back against a warm chest. He involuntarily shuddered feeling warm breath against the nape of his neck.
"Tyson?" He whispered wondering if he had woken the teen. He hoped not since he didn't want to have to answer any questions the other male would have.
Only the sounds of the storm could be heard and since the warm breath he felt behind him was low and even, he figured Tyson was still asleep.
He envied the sleeping teen at the moment, who was unphased by the weather. 'Probably dreaming of food.' He mused briefly.
By this point he knew sleep wasn't coming and not wanting to disturb the other, he slowly maneuvered his right arm to grip Tyson's right arm and gently lift it so it was off of him and back on it's owners side.
However it's owner had other ideas. He hadn't made it but an inch or so before the arms snaked around his waist and pulled him back again. The dual blunette's mouth set into a frown seeing as the grip was a little tighter than before.
After a couple of failed attempts to escape, he was forced to resign to his new position. Glancing up at the small digital clock on the nightstand, he was tempted to let out a tired sigh seeing as it read three twenty-five am.
The idea was short lived as soon as another loud burst of thunder echoed in the sky and the wall lit up once more with lightning. It felt like his heart had skipped three beats. Without hesitation, he turned over to lay on his other side.
As soon as he had, he blinked seeing as he was met with the sight of Tyson's pajama clad chest. Having slid down a little from his inability to stay in one spot at the time.
A light flush tinted his face realizing he unintentionally moved even closer after hearing thunder that was louder than before. He hoped it was rolling thunder at least.
Feeling the arms around him tighten a little and hearing Tyson make a 'mmm' noise, he closed his eyes in haste to try and at least appear to be sleeping in case he was waking up.
A few seconds later nothing had happened so he halfway opened his eyes and concentrated on his breathing to see if it was even.
In the process he found he could hear Tyson's heartbeat. It had an even, rythmic pattern. One he found to be a bit hypnotic as he lay there and listened to it, his own eyes slowly sliding shut in the process.
It wasn't long before his body went lax and his own breath evened out. Finally fallen asleep and missing the faint smile that ghosted over the others face.
Author: RogueWarrior869
Fandom: Beyblade
Pairing: Tyson Granger x Kai Hiwatari
Theme Set Night
Theme #: #6.Scared.
Rating: G
Warnings: More numbing fluff and implied uke-Kai.
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade. Aoki Takao does.
He flinched hearing another loud boom of thunder echo throughout the city, immediately followed by a bright flash of lightning as the rain continued to pour.
Aside the heavy weather outside, he could hear the faint snoring of his lover who was sleeping soundly. He wondered how anyone could be sleeping through the loud noise of the storm, that much to his displeasure, didn't seem to want to let up anytime soon.
More thunder racked the skies and he unconsciously shifted to curl into himself. He frowned knowing how he was feeling was irrational. He had known for years how storms worked. To remind himself of this he simply ran what he was taught through his mind.
Warm, moist air moves upward, it cools, condenses, and forms cumulonimbus clouds that can reach heights of ten kilometers. As the rising air reaches its dew point, water droplets and ice form and begin falling the long distance through the clouds towards Earth's surface. As the droplets fall, they collide with other droplets and become larger. The falling droplets create a downdraft of air that spreads out at Earth's surface and causes strong winds associated with thunderstorms.
A few minutes later he wasn't much better off. Despite replaying the words over and over in his mind like a mantra, he could only hear the sounds of the storm.
His heart was thumping loudly in his chest. The rain itself sounded louder than it had earlier, every drop that splashed against the outer walls and window was all but deafening. Booms of thunder sounded as though someone had taken a hammer and began to crack the sky in two.
After seeing a particularly bright flash of lightning illuminate the wall he was staring at, he clenched his eyes shut, willing the storm to disappear.
Barely five minutes of inner-torment later, it took all the restraint he had not to jump as a pair of familiar arms encircled his waist as he was pulled back against a warm chest. He involuntarily shuddered feeling warm breath against the nape of his neck.
"Tyson?" He whispered wondering if he had woken the teen. He hoped not since he didn't want to have to answer any questions the other male would have.
Only the sounds of the storm could be heard and since the warm breath he felt behind him was low and even, he figured Tyson was still asleep.
He envied the sleeping teen at the moment, who was unphased by the weather. 'Probably dreaming of food.' He mused briefly.
By this point he knew sleep wasn't coming and not wanting to disturb the other, he slowly maneuvered his right arm to grip Tyson's right arm and gently lift it so it was off of him and back on it's owners side.
However it's owner had other ideas. He hadn't made it but an inch or so before the arms snaked around his waist and pulled him back again. The dual blunette's mouth set into a frown seeing as the grip was a little tighter than before.
After a couple of failed attempts to escape, he was forced to resign to his new position. Glancing up at the small digital clock on the nightstand, he was tempted to let out a tired sigh seeing as it read three twenty-five am.
The idea was short lived as soon as another loud burst of thunder echoed in the sky and the wall lit up once more with lightning. It felt like his heart had skipped three beats. Without hesitation, he turned over to lay on his other side.
As soon as he had, he blinked seeing as he was met with the sight of Tyson's pajama clad chest. Having slid down a little from his inability to stay in one spot at the time.
A light flush tinted his face realizing he unintentionally moved even closer after hearing thunder that was louder than before. He hoped it was rolling thunder at least.
Feeling the arms around him tighten a little and hearing Tyson make a 'mmm' noise, he closed his eyes in haste to try and at least appear to be sleeping in case he was waking up.
A few seconds later nothing had happened so he halfway opened his eyes and concentrated on his breathing to see if it was even.
In the process he found he could hear Tyson's heartbeat. It had an even, rythmic pattern. One he found to be a bit hypnotic as he lay there and listened to it, his own eyes slowly sliding shut in the process.
It wasn't long before his body went lax and his own breath evened out. Finally fallen asleep and missing the faint smile that ghosted over the others face.