Cookies: Ryu/Kyu/Megu, Jaime#3: Dessert
Title: Cookies
Fandom: Tantei Gakuen Q
Pairing: Ryu/Kyu/Megu
Theme: Jaime's theme set #3: Dessert
Ratings/Warnings: PG, very slight angst (melodrama?), fluff
Summary: Baking cookies sparks an innocent(?) love triangle.
“At least the cookies turned out good, right?” Kyu smiled easily, though Ryu didn’t miss the suppressed wince at his next touch.
“Did that hurt?” Ryu tightened his grip on Kyu’s wrist to keep him from yanking his hand away, but didn’t try to touch the burns on his palm again just yet. He had been using a cotton swab to daub burn ointment on Kyu’s palms and fingers, and had managed to finish one hand without incident. Ryu shifted slightly where he knelt in front of Kyu’s chair. The last thing he wanted was to hurt his friend while trying to help him.
“Kyu, you’re so careless. I can’t believe you sometimes,” Megu interjected before Kyu could say a thing. She had been terribly upset when Kyu hurt himself, but she had still had the presence of mind to turn on the cold water and help Ryu force Kyu’s hands under the faucet.
Ryu simply sighed and nodded in agreement. Sometimes Kyu just didn’t think before he acted. Case in point would be him diving and catching a scalding hot cookie sheet when Megu slipped and dropped it. Catching it with his bare hands, no less. At least he had come away with nothing worse than mild burns on his fingers and palms.
“That’s not fair, you two!”
Holding in giggles at Kyu’s outburst, Megu touched her nose to his cheek affectionately. Ryu quickly returned his attention to Kyu’s hands. It seemed like a simple gesture, but even Ryu could sense the affection hidden in it. It was as close as they ever came to kissing with a stranger watching. . . which was how Ryu felt at a time like this. He knew he should have let them have time alone together, but when both of them ganged up on him and protested that they never got to see him outside of class they had somehow made it impossible for him to pass up the invitation.
“Here.” Still smiling, Megu broke the cookie she had brought in with her neatly in half and held one half out so that Kyu could take it in his mouth. He grinned up at her around the treat, his feelings obviously unscathed by the ‘unfair’ comments.
Just watching the two of them together, Ryu could feel a knot forming in his chest. These were his two dearest, most precious, friends in the world. Yet every time he watched them be sweet to each other, every time he watched them argue and knew it was something deeper and more intimate than a mere fight between friends could ever be, all he could think was that he wanted that. He wanted something that could be anything like what the two of them had. And, on nights when he was too tired and lonely not to be honest with himself, Ryu knew he didn’t simply want what his friends had, but he wanted to have the two of them.
Megu caught his eye for a second and Ryu had to look back at Kyu’s hand. She was nibbling carelessly on the other half of the cookie, and he couldn’t help noticing how cute she looked like that. They were both cute in their own moments, and it was all Ryu could do to try to anticipate those moments and look away. Already Ryu knew his heart would skip if she smiled at him again, so he tried not to invite that smile. Kyu was the one who deserved her attention now.
“I’ll go get some milk.” She smiled carelessly at both of them, Ryu felt more than saw it, and went back into the kitchen, making it a little easier for Ryu to regain his calm.
At least he was done with Kyu’s hands. There wasn’t a sore, red spot that hadn’t being smeared with ointment now. With a silent breath of relief, Ryu released Kyu’s hand and tossed his swab into a nearby trash can. There was another scrap of calm that returned when he wasn’t holding Kyu’s wrist.
“Oo uo ann um?” Kyu asked around what was left of his cookie. He had somehow managed to take a bite from the end and draw it further into his mouth without dropping it. Ryu had never realized Kyu had a such dexterous mouth. That realization made him swallow hard, because of a myriad of thoughts that had nothing to do with the bite of dessert that he was being offered.
“No, thank you. I should really go now.” Standing, Ryu turned towards the kitchen, thinking he should make the effort to not be rude and say goodbye to Megu first.
“Uh uo idin eeun ab any.”
“I don’t really like sweets. I’m fine not having any.”
Ryu belatedly realized that it was probably strange he could understand Kyu, even like this. Then again, he often knew what Kyu meant before he got the words out. It just felt natural to know, somehow.
“Yuu!” Kyu tilted the cookie in his teeth, pointing it up at Ryu. “Uss ab um!”
The knot in Ryu’s chest tightened. He reached down for the cookie, because maybe if he just gave Kyu his way and ate some he would quit. “Don’t talk with your mouth full, Kyu.”
To he surprise Kyu evaded his hand, not letting him take the cookie. Hadn’t Kyu just offered him some?
“Uss ake a iyte.”
“With it still in your mouth?” Ryu could only stare as Kyu nodded. The other boy did a lot of things he didn’t understand, but this effortlessly hit the top of the list.
And yet Ryu gave in. He leaned forward and bit the end of the cookie Kyu was offering. Smiling at him, Kyu nipped off the bit that was between his teeth and drew it even further into his mouth.
When Ryu tried to take a second bite he had to lean even closer, until his nose accidentally brushed Kyu’s. Before he could panic and pull back Kyu had bit the remains of their shared dessert in half and used his tongue to push Ryu’s share into his mouth. His tongue brushed Ryu’s lower lip on the way, warm and wet and sudden enough to make Ryu choke.
“Are you all right?” Apparently Ryu’s sudden coughing fit had summoned Megu from the kitchen in concern. At least he hope that was what it was, not that she had been in the doorway watching what had happened a moment before.
Ryu had the strangest urge to apologize to Megu for kissing her boyfriend, but all he could do was splutter and try not to cough crumbs all over both of them. It hadn’t really been a kiss, anyway. It wasn’t! It couldn’t be.
“Ah, Ryu I’m really sorry!”
“What did you do?” Megu dropped the tray of milk and cookies she had brought on the table with a clatter and hurried to pat Ryu on the back. “Are you okay?” She asked, her voice suddenly gentle with worry.
“I think I startled him. Um. . . here.”
“Don’t grab that, Kyu-kun! Your hands!”
“I was just trying to get it for him!”
Ryu ignored their argument. He managed to get in a few deep breaths and the next thing he knew Megu was holding a tall glass of milk for him, the cool rim pressed just below his lip. Automatically, Ryu put his hands around it. A few sips of the cool liquid helped settle the crumbs that he had been struggling not to inhale. Megu continued to support the glass with one hand while she rubbed soothing circles into his back with the other.
By the time he looked up both of them were watching him, looking more concerned than Ryu thought he had earned. Megu still had her hand pressed between his shoulder blades. She kept it there while he sat down, and for a moment the fact of her warm arm around his shoulders felt like an embrace, even though he knew logically that she was only trying to ensure he didn’t fall over.
“Are you all right now?”
“Fine.” Ryu thought for a minute he should seize the chance to say goodbye and leave, but somehow the two of them looking at him so seriously killed his common sense. For one blessed moment he honestly did feel wanted, and he didn’t know what to do with the feeling. He couldn’t exactly turn up his nose at something like this. “I’m fine. I’m sorry for worrying you.”
“That’s what friends are for,” Kyu reminded him, and Ryu couldn’t suppress his own smile.
The feeling of being wanted faded in a few short moments as he watched, trying not to look like he was watching, while Megu wiped crumbs from Kyu’s cheek and scolded him, and fed him bites of cookie because he couldn’t pick them up himself at the moment.
Even though Ryu started to once again feel like a third wheel, the knot in his chest didn’t re-form. It was kept at bay by the tingling sensation all down his back and across his lower lip where each of them had touched him. He tried to tell himself it wasn’t the close and personal something that he had been looking for, but that taste of affection was more than enough to satisfy his hungry heart for now.
Fandom: Tantei Gakuen Q
Pairing: Ryu/Kyu/Megu
Theme: Jaime's theme set #3: Dessert
Ratings/Warnings: PG, very slight angst (melodrama?), fluff
Summary: Baking cookies sparks an innocent(?) love triangle.
“At least the cookies turned out good, right?” Kyu smiled easily, though Ryu didn’t miss the suppressed wince at his next touch.
“Did that hurt?” Ryu tightened his grip on Kyu’s wrist to keep him from yanking his hand away, but didn’t try to touch the burns on his palm again just yet. He had been using a cotton swab to daub burn ointment on Kyu’s palms and fingers, and had managed to finish one hand without incident. Ryu shifted slightly where he knelt in front of Kyu’s chair. The last thing he wanted was to hurt his friend while trying to help him.
“Kyu, you’re so careless. I can’t believe you sometimes,” Megu interjected before Kyu could say a thing. She had been terribly upset when Kyu hurt himself, but she had still had the presence of mind to turn on the cold water and help Ryu force Kyu’s hands under the faucet.
Ryu simply sighed and nodded in agreement. Sometimes Kyu just didn’t think before he acted. Case in point would be him diving and catching a scalding hot cookie sheet when Megu slipped and dropped it. Catching it with his bare hands, no less. At least he had come away with nothing worse than mild burns on his fingers and palms.
“That’s not fair, you two!”
Holding in giggles at Kyu’s outburst, Megu touched her nose to his cheek affectionately. Ryu quickly returned his attention to Kyu’s hands. It seemed like a simple gesture, but even Ryu could sense the affection hidden in it. It was as close as they ever came to kissing with a stranger watching. . . which was how Ryu felt at a time like this. He knew he should have let them have time alone together, but when both of them ganged up on him and protested that they never got to see him outside of class they had somehow made it impossible for him to pass up the invitation.
“Here.” Still smiling, Megu broke the cookie she had brought in with her neatly in half and held one half out so that Kyu could take it in his mouth. He grinned up at her around the treat, his feelings obviously unscathed by the ‘unfair’ comments.
Just watching the two of them together, Ryu could feel a knot forming in his chest. These were his two dearest, most precious, friends in the world. Yet every time he watched them be sweet to each other, every time he watched them argue and knew it was something deeper and more intimate than a mere fight between friends could ever be, all he could think was that he wanted that. He wanted something that could be anything like what the two of them had. And, on nights when he was too tired and lonely not to be honest with himself, Ryu knew he didn’t simply want what his friends had, but he wanted to have the two of them.
Megu caught his eye for a second and Ryu had to look back at Kyu’s hand. She was nibbling carelessly on the other half of the cookie, and he couldn’t help noticing how cute she looked like that. They were both cute in their own moments, and it was all Ryu could do to try to anticipate those moments and look away. Already Ryu knew his heart would skip if she smiled at him again, so he tried not to invite that smile. Kyu was the one who deserved her attention now.
“I’ll go get some milk.” She smiled carelessly at both of them, Ryu felt more than saw it, and went back into the kitchen, making it a little easier for Ryu to regain his calm.
At least he was done with Kyu’s hands. There wasn’t a sore, red spot that hadn’t being smeared with ointment now. With a silent breath of relief, Ryu released Kyu’s hand and tossed his swab into a nearby trash can. There was another scrap of calm that returned when he wasn’t holding Kyu’s wrist.
“Oo uo ann um?” Kyu asked around what was left of his cookie. He had somehow managed to take a bite from the end and draw it further into his mouth without dropping it. Ryu had never realized Kyu had a such dexterous mouth. That realization made him swallow hard, because of a myriad of thoughts that had nothing to do with the bite of dessert that he was being offered.
“No, thank you. I should really go now.” Standing, Ryu turned towards the kitchen, thinking he should make the effort to not be rude and say goodbye to Megu first.
“Uh uo idin eeun ab any.”
“I don’t really like sweets. I’m fine not having any.”
Ryu belatedly realized that it was probably strange he could understand Kyu, even like this. Then again, he often knew what Kyu meant before he got the words out. It just felt natural to know, somehow.
“Yuu!” Kyu tilted the cookie in his teeth, pointing it up at Ryu. “Uss ab um!”
The knot in Ryu’s chest tightened. He reached down for the cookie, because maybe if he just gave Kyu his way and ate some he would quit. “Don’t talk with your mouth full, Kyu.”
To he surprise Kyu evaded his hand, not letting him take the cookie. Hadn’t Kyu just offered him some?
“Uss ake a iyte.”
“With it still in your mouth?” Ryu could only stare as Kyu nodded. The other boy did a lot of things he didn’t understand, but this effortlessly hit the top of the list.
And yet Ryu gave in. He leaned forward and bit the end of the cookie Kyu was offering. Smiling at him, Kyu nipped off the bit that was between his teeth and drew it even further into his mouth.
When Ryu tried to take a second bite he had to lean even closer, until his nose accidentally brushed Kyu’s. Before he could panic and pull back Kyu had bit the remains of their shared dessert in half and used his tongue to push Ryu’s share into his mouth. His tongue brushed Ryu’s lower lip on the way, warm and wet and sudden enough to make Ryu choke.
“Are you all right?” Apparently Ryu’s sudden coughing fit had summoned Megu from the kitchen in concern. At least he hope that was what it was, not that she had been in the doorway watching what had happened a moment before.
Ryu had the strangest urge to apologize to Megu for kissing her boyfriend, but all he could do was splutter and try not to cough crumbs all over both of them. It hadn’t really been a kiss, anyway. It wasn’t! It couldn’t be.
“Ah, Ryu I’m really sorry!”
“What did you do?” Megu dropped the tray of milk and cookies she had brought on the table with a clatter and hurried to pat Ryu on the back. “Are you okay?” She asked, her voice suddenly gentle with worry.
“I think I startled him. Um. . . here.”
“Don’t grab that, Kyu-kun! Your hands!”
“I was just trying to get it for him!”
Ryu ignored their argument. He managed to get in a few deep breaths and the next thing he knew Megu was holding a tall glass of milk for him, the cool rim pressed just below his lip. Automatically, Ryu put his hands around it. A few sips of the cool liquid helped settle the crumbs that he had been struggling not to inhale. Megu continued to support the glass with one hand while she rubbed soothing circles into his back with the other.
By the time he looked up both of them were watching him, looking more concerned than Ryu thought he had earned. Megu still had her hand pressed between his shoulder blades. She kept it there while he sat down, and for a moment the fact of her warm arm around his shoulders felt like an embrace, even though he knew logically that she was only trying to ensure he didn’t fall over.
“Are you all right now?”
“Fine.” Ryu thought for a minute he should seize the chance to say goodbye and leave, but somehow the two of them looking at him so seriously killed his common sense. For one blessed moment he honestly did feel wanted, and he didn’t know what to do with the feeling. He couldn’t exactly turn up his nose at something like this. “I’m fine. I’m sorry for worrying you.”
“That’s what friends are for,” Kyu reminded him, and Ryu couldn’t suppress his own smile.
The feeling of being wanted faded in a few short moments as he watched, trying not to look like he was watching, while Megu wiped crumbs from Kyu’s cheek and scolded him, and fed him bites of cookie because he couldn’t pick them up himself at the moment.
Even though Ryu started to once again feel like a third wheel, the knot in his chest didn’t re-form. It was kept at bay by the tingling sensation all down his back and across his lower lip where each of them had touched him. He tried to tell himself it wasn’t the close and personal something that he had been looking for, but that taste of affection was more than enough to satisfy his hungry heart for now.