[One Shot] A Trick to Sleep
Title: A Trick to Sleep
Rating: K+
Word Count: 688
Disclaimers: I do not own any of the characters used here. They belong to their respective owners, namely the creators of Eyeshield 21.
Summary: Hiruma's having trouble sleeping, and Mamori's only option is one that seems way too simple to be effective.
Notes: Written for FrozenHealer for winning Second Place in last month's hiruma_x_mamori's prompt. The prompt given was "Sleep" and it reminded me of this SenaSuzu story I have in mind but haven't had the chance to write cause I'm still too obsessed with HiruMamo more... hurr... So this story is somewhat based on that idea I had. Simple silly fluff for the season! Enjoy!
~*~
It was quite a sight for Mamori to see her fiancé struggling to get comfortable in the narrow train seat he was in. He fidgeted, and got up a couple of times, growling in annoyance and mumbled profanities that grew louder and louder, causing the others in the train to scoot as far away from him as possible. She could only watch sympathetically as she felt partly responsible for Hiruma's discomfort. "You really should try to get some rest," Mamori spoke up.
"Yeah, well, sleep would come easily to me if you remembered the fucking sleeping pills," Hiruma replied with annoyance.
"I'm sorry, but we did rush after your game and I had to pack for the both of us. You haven't slept for over 48 hours now."
"I don't think I can fucking sleep," Hiruma scowled as he sank into his seat.
Mamori sighed, knowing how Hiruma was hard to handle when he had this attitude on. "Are you nervous because we're going to visit your father? We won't reach there in the next two to three hours so--"
"I don't give a fuck about that fucking old man. At this point, I don't know how you managed to convince me to take this trip."
"It's because we're engaged now, Hiruma-kun. And I think it's only right that we see him. Now get some sleep."
Hiruma let out a frustrated sigh as he closed his eyes, but the obviously disturbed expression on his face made Mamori bite her lip. Despite how annoying he could be at times like these, she knew it was because he was under a lot of pressure. She tried to remember anything that could help him sleep better, anything simple...
Then one idea came up, and it made her blush. "Oh..."
"What?"
Mamori noticed Hiruma had not fallen asleep yet, but was watching her worried expressions intently. "It's nothing," she assured him. "But I remembered this trick Suzuna told me that helps people sleep better."
"Oh?" Hiruma grinned, knowing that if it's a suggestion from the Fucking Skates, it would be interesting. "What's that?"
"You could... sleep on my lap..." Mamori quickly looked outside the window, knowing Hiruma's expression would be close to devious at this point.
And deviously smirking he was. "Are you fucking serious?"
"Well, it's worth a try! And it's better than watching you fidget so much. But I suppose sleeping on my lap isn't possible seeing as the train seats have hand rests and I don't think it'd be comfortable for you. So..."
Hiruma urged her on. "So?"
"Just... rest your head on my shoulder then. If it doesn't work, we'll figure something else that might help."
Hiruma cackled in amusement. It was an amazing opportunity to tease his fiancée, something he enjoyed doing very much. But as his mind could barely function at this state, he decided that he'd just comply for the heck of it. Crossing his arms, he leaned his head close to Mamori's shoulder until it finally rested there comfortably.
Mamori was surprised by Hiruma's lack of complaints, but kept silent for a few minutes as she felt his weight on her shoulder, the train gently rocking them. After a while, Mamori finally pulled up her courage and whispered, "Hiruma-kun...?"
But Hiruma didn't reply. In fact, his head felt heavier on her shoulder and she could hear his steady, calm breaths much louder.
Feeling rather content, Mamori gently leaned against Hiruma, placing her head on his and smiling. Closing her eyes, and letting herself be gently swayed by the train, she couldn't help but think how rare it was for Hiruma to display such vulnerability, and how comfortable it felt to have him this close, like it was normal, and it had always been so...
Until she felt someone shake her and, to her embarrassment, realised she had fallen asleep. The conductor told them that they have reached their stop and Hiruma was now wide awake, looking at her with his familiar grin that seemed rather mischievous. "Well..." he said as he got off his seat. "That trick was a little too effective, yes?"
Rating: K+
Word Count: 688
Disclaimers: I do not own any of the characters used here. They belong to their respective owners, namely the creators of Eyeshield 21.
Summary: Hiruma's having trouble sleeping, and Mamori's only option is one that seems way too simple to be effective.
Notes: Written for FrozenHealer for winning Second Place in last month's hiruma_x_mamori's prompt. The prompt given was "Sleep" and it reminded me of this SenaSuzu story I have in mind but haven't had the chance to write cause I'm still too obsessed with HiruMamo more... hurr... So this story is somewhat based on that idea I had. Simple silly fluff for the season! Enjoy!
~*~
It was quite a sight for Mamori to see her fiancé struggling to get comfortable in the narrow train seat he was in. He fidgeted, and got up a couple of times, growling in annoyance and mumbled profanities that grew louder and louder, causing the others in the train to scoot as far away from him as possible. She could only watch sympathetically as she felt partly responsible for Hiruma's discomfort. "You really should try to get some rest," Mamori spoke up.
"Yeah, well, sleep would come easily to me if you remembered the fucking sleeping pills," Hiruma replied with annoyance.
"I'm sorry, but we did rush after your game and I had to pack for the both of us. You haven't slept for over 48 hours now."
"I don't think I can fucking sleep," Hiruma scowled as he sank into his seat.
Mamori sighed, knowing how Hiruma was hard to handle when he had this attitude on. "Are you nervous because we're going to visit your father? We won't reach there in the next two to three hours so--"
"I don't give a fuck about that fucking old man. At this point, I don't know how you managed to convince me to take this trip."
"It's because we're engaged now, Hiruma-kun. And I think it's only right that we see him. Now get some sleep."
Hiruma let out a frustrated sigh as he closed his eyes, but the obviously disturbed expression on his face made Mamori bite her lip. Despite how annoying he could be at times like these, she knew it was because he was under a lot of pressure. She tried to remember anything that could help him sleep better, anything simple...
Then one idea came up, and it made her blush. "Oh..."
"What?"
Mamori noticed Hiruma had not fallen asleep yet, but was watching her worried expressions intently. "It's nothing," she assured him. "But I remembered this trick Suzuna told me that helps people sleep better."
"Oh?" Hiruma grinned, knowing that if it's a suggestion from the Fucking Skates, it would be interesting. "What's that?"
"You could... sleep on my lap..." Mamori quickly looked outside the window, knowing Hiruma's expression would be close to devious at this point.
And deviously smirking he was. "Are you fucking serious?"
"Well, it's worth a try! And it's better than watching you fidget so much. But I suppose sleeping on my lap isn't possible seeing as the train seats have hand rests and I don't think it'd be comfortable for you. So..."
Hiruma urged her on. "So?"
"Just... rest your head on my shoulder then. If it doesn't work, we'll figure something else that might help."
Hiruma cackled in amusement. It was an amazing opportunity to tease his fiancée, something he enjoyed doing very much. But as his mind could barely function at this state, he decided that he'd just comply for the heck of it. Crossing his arms, he leaned his head close to Mamori's shoulder until it finally rested there comfortably.
Mamori was surprised by Hiruma's lack of complaints, but kept silent for a few minutes as she felt his weight on her shoulder, the train gently rocking them. After a while, Mamori finally pulled up her courage and whispered, "Hiruma-kun...?"
But Hiruma didn't reply. In fact, his head felt heavier on her shoulder and she could hear his steady, calm breaths much louder.
Feeling rather content, Mamori gently leaned against Hiruma, placing her head on his and smiling. Closing her eyes, and letting herself be gently swayed by the train, she couldn't help but think how rare it was for Hiruma to display such vulnerability, and how comfortable it felt to have him this close, like it was normal, and it had always been so...
Until she felt someone shake her and, to her embarrassment, realised she had fallen asleep. The conductor told them that they have reached their stop and Hiruma was now wide awake, looking at her with his familiar grin that seemed rather mischievous. "Well..." he said as he got off his seat. "That trick was a little too effective, yes?"