Hiro/Suguru, # 26, # 30, # 34, # 40, # 41, # 50, # 45, # 44
Title: Make Out
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: # 26, gun
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys, boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: K finds Suguru and Hiro making out instead of practicing.
The cold metal barrel pressed harder against Suguru’s temple. He froze.
“Now, now,” K murmured. There was the sound of the hammer of the gun being cocked, and Suguru gulped.
“Didn’t I tell you to practice?”
Suguru shifted, pressed closer to Hiro, and moved his eyes upward. He saw the cold glint in the blue eyes and sighed. “Yes.”
K waved his other hand around blithely. “So…why did I find you two on the table making-out and not practicing?”
Hiro’s and Suguru’s eyes met and then they both looked back at K. Hiro licked his lips and shrugged. “Sounded better,” Hiro muttered.
K looked up at the ceiling, and seemed to contemplate it. The two band members held back laughs. K nodded. “Yeah, you’re right-,” Hiro sputtered while Suguru turned red, “-but you have to practice.”
Hiro moved his arm so it was in a more comfortable position around Suguru’s waist. “But Shuichi’s not even here.”
K looked around as if just realizing this fact and then glared at nothing in particular. He muttered a few choice words and then walked out of the room, probably off to hunt down Shuichi.
Suguru grinned and Hiro pushed him back on the table.
Title: Tense
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #30, control freak
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Hiro finds acting Suguru acting weird before a concert.
Suguru repressed a groan and then moved the keyboard another inch. It still didn’t look right! And the microphone was not at the right angle…
He went ahead to fix it and then saw that the light pointing on center part of the stage was off and started to go back, to tell K, when a hand was placed on his shoulder.
“Jeez, calm down.” A laugh. He spun around and saw Hiro standing there. Hiro smiled and then said, “Why are you so nervous?”
Suguru immediately replied, “I am not nervous!”
The hand on his shoulder squeezed and the fingers pressed gently into the tense muscles. He leaned into the hand and couldn’t help but sigh.
“Then why are you so fidgety?”
He opened his eyes- when had he closed them? - and looked away. “I am not fidgety,” muttered under his breath.
Hiro raised an eyebrow. Suguru’s cheeks heated up and he averted his gaze even more. “I am not,” he persisted.
Hiro nodded slowly and then drawled, “Right.” He squeezed the shoulder once more and Suguru’s eyes fluttered shut.
He couldn’t help the little moan that escaped. Hiro blinked several times before smirking. Suguru felt the artistic, lovely fingers press into the tense muscles again and his head fell forward, chin resting against his chest.
Hiro moved so that he was standing behind Suguru and placed his hands on both shoulders and pressed. Suguru let out a heavy sigh and rolled his shoulders into the beautiful hands.
Ten minutes later, K went onto the stage, ready to tell Hiro and Suguru that the concert was ready to start- as if they couldn’t tell already by the sound of the screaming fans- but found Suguru sitting on stage with Hiro kneading the keyboardist’s shoulders.
K coughed and they both stood quickly, blushing.
“You ready?”
The two of them nodded, redness still on their cheeks and Shuichi bounced out, ready to start.
Title: Write
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: # 34, eraser
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Hiro is bored.
Suguru wrote another note down, and curled his legs in tighter underneath him. Across from him, Hiro rolled his eyes, sighed, and flicked a piece of paper at the wall. Suguru didn’t even notice. He was too busy trying to figure out if the next note should be an eighth or sixteenth note.
He tapped a tune against the edge of the chair and realized that the last note he had wrote down was wrong, so he reached up to erase it when something smacked him in the head. His eyes shot up but Hiro was suddenly on him, holding a hand over the spot.
“I’m sorry,” Hiro said, laughter breaking up the words.
Suguru blinked. “What the hell was that?”
Hiro pulled back, frowned slightly, but then it was wiped away by a small smile. He held up a pencil with most of its eraser torn away and then sheepishly said, “I got bored.”
Suguru narrowed his eyes. “So…you threw part of an eraser at me?”
Hiro rubbed the back of his head and set the pencil down. “I didn’t mean it.” He smiled.
Suguru set down the notebook he had been writing in and leaned forward, curling a hand in Hiro’s hair. “You that bored?” he asked, voice going low and seductive.
Hiro leaned forward too and his eyes started to shut, but then his lips met thin air. His eyes opened up and saw that Suguru was back to writing in his notebook.
“Suguru?” he asked, a whine creeping into his voice.
Suguru looked up, raising an eyebrow. “Yes?”
Hiro flopped back onto his chair. “That was mean.”
Suguru smiled innocently, the pencil still moving.
Title: Hand
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #40, newspaper
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Suguru is distracted by Hiro's hands.
Suguru flipped one of the thin pages and he continued reading the article. The carpet was pretty uncomfortable, the rough rug rubbing against his skin harshly. But this article was quite interesting, about the-
A hand trailed up his side, stealthy fingers running underneath his shirt, tickling him slightly. He moved his gaze from the newspaper article and glanced at Hiro. When did he show up?
He was lying on the floor next to Suguru, eyes trained on the paper, an arm thrown across the younger boy’s back. His fingers continued to move, drawing circles, squares, random swirls. He didn’t look up and his eyes continued to rove over the words, even when Suguru continued to stare.
Suguru’s gaze went back to the article, his intention to finish it apparent, but then the fingers on his side went down and ran along the edge of his jeans. His interest in the article was lost and he gulped softly.
One slender fingertip went underneath the edge, stayed there for a second, and then retreated, going back to drawing swirls along his side.
His gaze remained unfocused and his mind twisted, stayed along with every simple move that hand, those fingers executed. Then the while hand retreated, went back to Hiro’s side, but Suguru moved and grabbed those deft fingers.
Hiro’s head shot up, looking at Suguru with wide eyes. Suguru smiled, placed the arm over his back again, and the fingers started to move and dance once more, while Suguru’s eyes went to the paper and they read.
Title: Hope
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #41, lyrics
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys and boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Suguru's music is like Shuichi's lyrics.
Shuichi’s lyrics usually reflected what he felt. Whenever he felt down, his lyrics would be down and depressing and totally unlike Shuichi. It would be around that time K or Hiro would talk to Shuichi or Yuki, depending on who caused the depression.
The same could be said of Suguru’s playing. Whenever he felt down, even if the song was in a major key, it would sound sad and depressed. They could all tell and none of them could do anything about it. But by the time they’d start recording, somehow, someway, he could make himself happy and then the song would be upbeat and match the lyrics, what ever they were.
It got easier to make him happy when he and Hiro started going out. Hiro would just have to brush a kiss over his temple, his forehead, his lips, and then the song would be happy, and fun, and a touch of hope would be in it.
Title: Kiss IV
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #50, goodbye
Rating: PG-13-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys and boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: It was just a goodbye kiss.
Hiro pressed against Suguru harder, pinning Suguru against the door. Suguru curled a hand within the dark locks and leaned up. Their mouths were seemingly fused together, tongues and fingers and legs all tangling together in a web of love and flesh.
Hiro pulled back for a moment, kissing eyelids, kissing flushed cheeks, kissing swollen moist lips. Suguru smiled, mouth curling in a smile and then opened his eyes, eyes dark and swirling with emotion.
Hiro leaned down again and nuzzled the spot underneath Suguru’s ear, tongue flicking out every few seconds, causing Suguru to shiver and shudder.
“I really…” he started but paused for a moment to bite his lip. Hiro grinned wickedly and continued laving attention on the spot on Suguru’s neck. “I really…” Suguru tried again. He squeezed his eyes shut, blocking out the sensations for a mere second, and muttered, “I really have to go.”
Hiro pulled back, frowning. Suguru opened his eyes again and peered at the older man. “I know,” Hiro whispered, brushing noses with Suguru. Suguru gave a small smile. “I’m just giving you a goodbye kiss.”
Suguru looked away and a smile fighting its way to the surface. “Right.”
Hiro placed another butterfly soft kiss on the rosy lips and muttered, “I am.”
Suguru leveled Hiro with a dry look but Hiro’s mouth moved down to Suguru’s neck once more, nibbling on the tender flesh. Suguru’s head went back and he leaned against the door. “Well…” Suguru started softly. “I guess I can stay for a few more minutes.”
Hiro grinned and their lips met again.
Title: Shirt
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #45, stripes
Rating: PG-13-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys and boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Hiro picked out the shirt.
Suguru tugged the shirt down a bit. It was way too tight. “Damnit, Hiro,” he muttered.
Hiro grinned. “You look good in it.”
Suguru looked down and scowled. A ridiculously tight white-and-black-striped long sleeve shirt. Oh, the pants and shoes were fine, but Hiro picked out the shirt and…
Too tight! Suguru looked up with angry eyes. Hiro continued to grin but when he received a glare in return, it faded.
“You don’t like it?”
“No,” Suguru bit out, frowning, and started to tug the shirt off. Hiro rolled his eyes but watched as the slim pale body was bared to him. Then suddenly, Suguru stopped.
Hiro watched as Suguru made a few jerky movements to get the shirt over his head and off. Then, “Ah, Hiro…Can you help me?”
Hiro eyes the expanse of skin and replied, “Sure,” a grin accompanying it. He walked over and then drew a finger up Suguru’s side.
Suguru, in reply, squeaked and then let out a few curses. He let his fingers move and watched as Suguru squirmed. After a few seconds of listening to Suguru curse and threaten him, he pulled the shirt a bit so it was over Suguru’s head, but still wound up in his thin arms.
He then pulled the lithe boy and watched as Suguru fell to Hiro’s bed. Suguru glared and tugged futilely at the shirt. “Damnit,” he cursed.
Hiro straddled the younger boy and smiled when Suguru looked up at him, with a dark glare. “Get this damn shirt off of me.”
Hiro continued to smile and leaned down to place a kiss on the boy’s clavicle. Suguru ignored Hiro and continued to move his arms, still trying to get out of the shirt.
Finally, Suguru stopped moving and laid back. “Fine, Hiro. Leave the goddamn shirt on. I’ll just be your prone love slave.”
Hiro smirked and replied, “That’s just how I wanted it.”
Suguru frowned, rolled his eyes, and continued. “Yeah. But if you let me out of this shirt, I can be your responsive, helpful lover.”
Hiro’s eyes flashed and seconds later, the stripped shirt was fluttering and landing to the ground noiselessly.
Title: Ending
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #44, squee
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Suguru wants to finish reading his book.
Suguru grinned insanely as he bounded in the room- dropping all his folders from work onto the dresser first of course- and grabbed the book of his nightstand. Hiro followed in at a more sedate pace and raised an eyebrow when he saw his boyfriend on their bed, reading a book. A mere book had caused that squealing, bouncing reaction?
Hiro shook his had and walked back out, deciding to make himself busy lest Suguru bit his head off.
An hour later, while making dinner, he heard a loud “Squee!” and, curiosity caught, he walked into his bedroom…
…only to meet with the sight of Suguru still buried in the book, eyes wide with delight.
“You okay?”
Suguru lifted his head to glare for a second before his gaze went back to the book and he held up one finger. Hiro leaned against the doorway and then watched as Suguru flipped a page- the last one it seemed- and continue to read.
Then, “WHAT!” Hiro jumped and watched, bemused. Suguru flipped several pages and then flipped back to the last page, eyes moving frantically.
“That…that…that…” Suguru sputtered.
“You okay?” Hiro tried again.
Suguru threw the book lightly and it landed on the floor. He then threw up his hands and fell back on the bed. “I spend hours and hours reading that book and then that ending sucked!”
Hiro laughed slightly which cause Suguru to glare at him. “And in some parts it was really good and then-!” He made several vague gestures with his hands.
Hiro shook his head. “It’s just a book.” Suguru looked at him, and then sighed, the anger towards the book fading.
“Yeah. I guess you’re right.”
Hiro nodded and then after a moment’s pause asked, “You want to come back to reality and have dinner with me? It’s your favorite.”
Suguru blankly stared at the ceiling for a moment before sighing. “Yeah.” He stood, stretched like a cat and then started towards the door. Hiro threw an arm around the thin shoulders as they walked in the kitchen.
“You wanna tell me what was so wrong with the ending?”
Suguru was immediately launched into a spiel, gesturing with his hands, and Hiro gripped the shoulder lightly and smiled.
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: # 26, gun
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys, boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: K finds Suguru and Hiro making out instead of practicing.
The cold metal barrel pressed harder against Suguru’s temple. He froze.
“Now, now,” K murmured. There was the sound of the hammer of the gun being cocked, and Suguru gulped.
“Didn’t I tell you to practice?”
Suguru shifted, pressed closer to Hiro, and moved his eyes upward. He saw the cold glint in the blue eyes and sighed. “Yes.”
K waved his other hand around blithely. “So…why did I find you two on the table making-out and not practicing?”
Hiro’s and Suguru’s eyes met and then they both looked back at K. Hiro licked his lips and shrugged. “Sounded better,” Hiro muttered.
K looked up at the ceiling, and seemed to contemplate it. The two band members held back laughs. K nodded. “Yeah, you’re right-,” Hiro sputtered while Suguru turned red, “-but you have to practice.”
Hiro moved his arm so it was in a more comfortable position around Suguru’s waist. “But Shuichi’s not even here.”
K looked around as if just realizing this fact and then glared at nothing in particular. He muttered a few choice words and then walked out of the room, probably off to hunt down Shuichi.
Suguru grinned and Hiro pushed him back on the table.
Title: Tense
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #30, control freak
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Hiro finds acting Suguru acting weird before a concert.
Suguru repressed a groan and then moved the keyboard another inch. It still didn’t look right! And the microphone was not at the right angle…
He went ahead to fix it and then saw that the light pointing on center part of the stage was off and started to go back, to tell K, when a hand was placed on his shoulder.
“Jeez, calm down.” A laugh. He spun around and saw Hiro standing there. Hiro smiled and then said, “Why are you so nervous?”
Suguru immediately replied, “I am not nervous!”
The hand on his shoulder squeezed and the fingers pressed gently into the tense muscles. He leaned into the hand and couldn’t help but sigh.
“Then why are you so fidgety?”
He opened his eyes- when had he closed them? - and looked away. “I am not fidgety,” muttered under his breath.
Hiro raised an eyebrow. Suguru’s cheeks heated up and he averted his gaze even more. “I am not,” he persisted.
Hiro nodded slowly and then drawled, “Right.” He squeezed the shoulder once more and Suguru’s eyes fluttered shut.
He couldn’t help the little moan that escaped. Hiro blinked several times before smirking. Suguru felt the artistic, lovely fingers press into the tense muscles again and his head fell forward, chin resting against his chest.
Hiro moved so that he was standing behind Suguru and placed his hands on both shoulders and pressed. Suguru let out a heavy sigh and rolled his shoulders into the beautiful hands.
Ten minutes later, K went onto the stage, ready to tell Hiro and Suguru that the concert was ready to start- as if they couldn’t tell already by the sound of the screaming fans- but found Suguru sitting on stage with Hiro kneading the keyboardist’s shoulders.
K coughed and they both stood quickly, blushing.
“You ready?”
The two of them nodded, redness still on their cheeks and Shuichi bounced out, ready to start.
Title: Write
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: # 34, eraser
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Hiro is bored.
Suguru wrote another note down, and curled his legs in tighter underneath him. Across from him, Hiro rolled his eyes, sighed, and flicked a piece of paper at the wall. Suguru didn’t even notice. He was too busy trying to figure out if the next note should be an eighth or sixteenth note.
He tapped a tune against the edge of the chair and realized that the last note he had wrote down was wrong, so he reached up to erase it when something smacked him in the head. His eyes shot up but Hiro was suddenly on him, holding a hand over the spot.
“I’m sorry,” Hiro said, laughter breaking up the words.
Suguru blinked. “What the hell was that?”
Hiro pulled back, frowned slightly, but then it was wiped away by a small smile. He held up a pencil with most of its eraser torn away and then sheepishly said, “I got bored.”
Suguru narrowed his eyes. “So…you threw part of an eraser at me?”
Hiro rubbed the back of his head and set the pencil down. “I didn’t mean it.” He smiled.
Suguru set down the notebook he had been writing in and leaned forward, curling a hand in Hiro’s hair. “You that bored?” he asked, voice going low and seductive.
Hiro leaned forward too and his eyes started to shut, but then his lips met thin air. His eyes opened up and saw that Suguru was back to writing in his notebook.
“Suguru?” he asked, a whine creeping into his voice.
Suguru looked up, raising an eyebrow. “Yes?”
Hiro flopped back onto his chair. “That was mean.”
Suguru smiled innocently, the pencil still moving.
Title: Hand
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #40, newspaper
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Suguru is distracted by Hiro's hands.
Suguru flipped one of the thin pages and he continued reading the article. The carpet was pretty uncomfortable, the rough rug rubbing against his skin harshly. But this article was quite interesting, about the-
A hand trailed up his side, stealthy fingers running underneath his shirt, tickling him slightly. He moved his gaze from the newspaper article and glanced at Hiro. When did he show up?
He was lying on the floor next to Suguru, eyes trained on the paper, an arm thrown across the younger boy’s back. His fingers continued to move, drawing circles, squares, random swirls. He didn’t look up and his eyes continued to rove over the words, even when Suguru continued to stare.
Suguru’s gaze went back to the article, his intention to finish it apparent, but then the fingers on his side went down and ran along the edge of his jeans. His interest in the article was lost and he gulped softly.
One slender fingertip went underneath the edge, stayed there for a second, and then retreated, going back to drawing swirls along his side.
His gaze remained unfocused and his mind twisted, stayed along with every simple move that hand, those fingers executed. Then the while hand retreated, went back to Hiro’s side, but Suguru moved and grabbed those deft fingers.
Hiro’s head shot up, looking at Suguru with wide eyes. Suguru smiled, placed the arm over his back again, and the fingers started to move and dance once more, while Suguru’s eyes went to the paper and they read.
Title: Hope
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #41, lyrics
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys and boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Suguru's music is like Shuichi's lyrics.
Shuichi’s lyrics usually reflected what he felt. Whenever he felt down, his lyrics would be down and depressing and totally unlike Shuichi. It would be around that time K or Hiro would talk to Shuichi or Yuki, depending on who caused the depression.
The same could be said of Suguru’s playing. Whenever he felt down, even if the song was in a major key, it would sound sad and depressed. They could all tell and none of them could do anything about it. But by the time they’d start recording, somehow, someway, he could make himself happy and then the song would be upbeat and match the lyrics, what ever they were.
It got easier to make him happy when he and Hiro started going out. Hiro would just have to brush a kiss over his temple, his forehead, his lips, and then the song would be happy, and fun, and a touch of hope would be in it.
Title: Kiss IV
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #50, goodbye
Rating: PG-13-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys and boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: It was just a goodbye kiss.
Hiro pressed against Suguru harder, pinning Suguru against the door. Suguru curled a hand within the dark locks and leaned up. Their mouths were seemingly fused together, tongues and fingers and legs all tangling together in a web of love and flesh.
Hiro pulled back for a moment, kissing eyelids, kissing flushed cheeks, kissing swollen moist lips. Suguru smiled, mouth curling in a smile and then opened his eyes, eyes dark and swirling with emotion.
Hiro leaned down again and nuzzled the spot underneath Suguru’s ear, tongue flicking out every few seconds, causing Suguru to shiver and shudder.
“I really…” he started but paused for a moment to bite his lip. Hiro grinned wickedly and continued laving attention on the spot on Suguru’s neck. “I really…” Suguru tried again. He squeezed his eyes shut, blocking out the sensations for a mere second, and muttered, “I really have to go.”
Hiro pulled back, frowning. Suguru opened his eyes again and peered at the older man. “I know,” Hiro whispered, brushing noses with Suguru. Suguru gave a small smile. “I’m just giving you a goodbye kiss.”
Suguru looked away and a smile fighting its way to the surface. “Right.”
Hiro placed another butterfly soft kiss on the rosy lips and muttered, “I am.”
Suguru leveled Hiro with a dry look but Hiro’s mouth moved down to Suguru’s neck once more, nibbling on the tender flesh. Suguru’s head went back and he leaned against the door. “Well…” Suguru started softly. “I guess I can stay for a few more minutes.”
Hiro grinned and their lips met again.
Title: Shirt
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #45, stripes
Rating: PG-13-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys and boys kissing boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Hiro picked out the shirt.
Suguru tugged the shirt down a bit. It was way too tight. “Damnit, Hiro,” he muttered.
Hiro grinned. “You look good in it.”
Suguru looked down and scowled. A ridiculously tight white-and-black-striped long sleeve shirt. Oh, the pants and shoes were fine, but Hiro picked out the shirt and…
Too tight! Suguru looked up with angry eyes. Hiro continued to grin but when he received a glare in return, it faded.
“You don’t like it?”
“No,” Suguru bit out, frowning, and started to tug the shirt off. Hiro rolled his eyes but watched as the slim pale body was bared to him. Then suddenly, Suguru stopped.
Hiro watched as Suguru made a few jerky movements to get the shirt over his head and off. Then, “Ah, Hiro…Can you help me?”
Hiro eyes the expanse of skin and replied, “Sure,” a grin accompanying it. He walked over and then drew a finger up Suguru’s side.
Suguru, in reply, squeaked and then let out a few curses. He let his fingers move and watched as Suguru squirmed. After a few seconds of listening to Suguru curse and threaten him, he pulled the shirt a bit so it was over Suguru’s head, but still wound up in his thin arms.
He then pulled the lithe boy and watched as Suguru fell to Hiro’s bed. Suguru glared and tugged futilely at the shirt. “Damnit,” he cursed.
Hiro straddled the younger boy and smiled when Suguru looked up at him, with a dark glare. “Get this damn shirt off of me.”
Hiro continued to smile and leaned down to place a kiss on the boy’s clavicle. Suguru ignored Hiro and continued to move his arms, still trying to get out of the shirt.
Finally, Suguru stopped moving and laid back. “Fine, Hiro. Leave the goddamn shirt on. I’ll just be your prone love slave.”
Hiro smirked and replied, “That’s just how I wanted it.”
Suguru frowned, rolled his eyes, and continued. “Yeah. But if you let me out of this shirt, I can be your responsive, helpful lover.”
Hiro’s eyes flashed and seconds later, the stripped shirt was fluttering and landing to the ground noiselessly.
Title: Ending
Author: secret_smile19
Pairing: Hiro/Suguru
Theme: #44, squee
Rating: PG-ish
Warning: Boys loving boys
Disclaimer: Still do not own *bow down to Murakami-sama!*
Summary: Suguru wants to finish reading his book.
Suguru grinned insanely as he bounded in the room- dropping all his folders from work onto the dresser first of course- and grabbed the book of his nightstand. Hiro followed in at a more sedate pace and raised an eyebrow when he saw his boyfriend on their bed, reading a book. A mere book had caused that squealing, bouncing reaction?
Hiro shook his had and walked back out, deciding to make himself busy lest Suguru bit his head off.
An hour later, while making dinner, he heard a loud “Squee!” and, curiosity caught, he walked into his bedroom…
…only to meet with the sight of Suguru still buried in the book, eyes wide with delight.
“You okay?”
Suguru lifted his head to glare for a second before his gaze went back to the book and he held up one finger. Hiro leaned against the doorway and then watched as Suguru flipped a page- the last one it seemed- and continue to read.
Then, “WHAT!” Hiro jumped and watched, bemused. Suguru flipped several pages and then flipped back to the last page, eyes moving frantically.
“That…that…that…” Suguru sputtered.
“You okay?” Hiro tried again.
Suguru threw the book lightly and it landed on the floor. He then threw up his hands and fell back on the bed. “I spend hours and hours reading that book and then that ending sucked!”
Hiro laughed slightly which cause Suguru to glare at him. “And in some parts it was really good and then-!” He made several vague gestures with his hands.
Hiro shook his head. “It’s just a book.” Suguru looked at him, and then sighed, the anger towards the book fading.
“Yeah. I guess you’re right.”
Hiro nodded and then after a moment’s pause asked, “You want to come back to reality and have dinner with me? It’s your favorite.”
Suguru blankly stared at the ceiling for a moment before sighing. “Yeah.” He stood, stretched like a cat and then started towards the door. Hiro threw an arm around the thin shoulders as they walked in the kitchen.
“You wanna tell me what was so wrong with the ending?”
Suguru was immediately launched into a spiel, gesturing with his hands, and Hiro gripped the shoulder lightly and smiled.