Unspoken Details [Philander]
Author: Ani
Genre: AU, romance
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Chiitaro
Word Count: 1494
Summary: Chinen is drunk. Ryutaro doesn't mind. What happened between chapters 10 and 11.
Disclaimer: I don't own JE
Dedication: Joana lovesosweet for her constant nagging of Chiitaro making out, hey it worked!
"You're an idiot, Ryutaro." Chinen's legs suddenly gave out and Ryutaro had to grab him around the waist to keep him from collapsing.
"Aren't you the idiot?" Ryutaro sighed, catching whiffs of alcohol as the older boy breathed in and out through parted lips.
Carefully, Ryutaro maneuvered him so he could hold Chinen up like a princess and started to make his way up to his room. Once there, he set the smaller boy down on his bed and lingered by him, unwilling to leave.
As Ryutaro wrapped his arms around Chinen's small frame, his heart began to beat faster as the light scent of apples washed over his senses. He breathed deeply, remembering the first time he met the other boy. Originally, he just thought it was hysterical that a boy would crossdress to get into a host club. Then he wanted to have fun making Chinen do whatever he wanted, since it was a good distraction from his otherwise not-so-interesting life.
Never would he have predicted he would completely fall for the guy he impulsively kissed that night.
Chinen stirred and mumbled something quietly, moving restlessly in his arms. His eyes fluttered open, but they were unfocused and he still seemed out of it.
"You okay?" Curiously, Ryutaro poked his cheek, but didn't get a dramatic reaction.
"Ryutaro?" Chinen even sounded confused. With a start, Ryutaro noticed their face were just mere inches apart. Closing his eyes, Chinen leaned forward, touching his lips with his own soft ones.
For a moment, Ryutaro hesitated. After all, Chinen was drunk and not in his right mind. Normally, the older boy wouldn't have anything to do with him, let alone initiate a kiss. But then a pair of hands clutched his shirt collar, and Chinen's kiss became more insistent, so he decided to just enjoy this while he could.
Smiling, he wrapped an arm around Chinen's waist and pulled him in intimately. The older boy whimpered protests as Ryutaro broke the kiss; he obviously wanted more.
"Don't stop." Chinen's arms snaked around his neck, and briefly, he got their mouths pressed against one another before Ryutaro pushed him away. "Don't."
"I'll give you as many kisses as you want when you're awake, okay?" Even if you act like you don't want to, Ryutaro added quietly to himself.
"Now." Chinen shook his head from side to side with a pout, and that, if it was possible, made him look even more endearing than he already was.
Ryutaro couldn't believe he was actually going to refuse. "Chine-"
Without warning, the older boy kissed him for the third time in less than five minutes and then (Ryutaro wasn't sure if it was accidental or on purpose, though he leaned towards the latter) suddenly fell back on the bed, pulling Ryutaro with him so he pretty much ended up in the awkward position of being on top of Chinen. Kissing him.
Of course, this also had to be the moment his door suddenly opened too.
"Hey, Ryutaro, where's Chi-?" Inoo abruptly stopped, staring at the scene in front of him. "...never mind."
Hastily, Ryutaro freed himself, though he knew Inoo wouldn't listen and didn't care about his explanation. So instead, he just asked, "What do you want?" as though it was normal to be seemingly making out with someone in his room.
"I was going to ask if you knew where Chinen was-" the older boy's eyes flickered back and forth between Ryutaro and the figure lying on his bed "-but I guess you caught him already."
"Long story," Ryutaro muttered. "I think Takaki, that idiot, gave him alcohol."
"I'm sure he did." Inoo sounded doubtful, but Ryutaro couldn't really blame him. "Well, I want my dress back if you're going to keep doing stuff with him."
Mentally, Ryutaro face palmed himself. "This is yours?"
Inoo nodded gravely. "I would rather you not wrinkle or mess it up further."
"...do I want to know why you own a dress?"
"Probably not."
Sighing, Ryutaro went to his closet to look for something he could change Chinen into. He found his largest shirt and randomly grabbed a pair of sweats that he no longer wore since he outgrew them. He sat down on his bed, staring at Chinen as he wondered how the heck he could get the older boy to change. And Inoo, the evil bastard, was still standing by the doorway, watching.
In the end he decided to pull the shirt over Chinen first, so he was covered down to his knees as Ryutaro reached beneath it to find the dress's back zipper. It took him a couple of tries to fully unzip it and he kept flushing each time his hands accidentally came in contact with the older boy's bare skin. Then, he slipped the dress off Chinen and got the sweats on him without much trouble.
Inoo, as he took his dress from Ryutaro, helpfully suggested, "It would have been easier to just take the dress off and leave it at that."
"Shut up, Inoo. Go back to Dai-chan or something."
"Oh, I see how it is. Very well then. Have fun with him." Smirking, Inoo ducked out of the room as a pillow went flying his way.
Chinen was still out cold, so Ryutaro laid down, wrapping his arms around the other boy. He was starting to get sleepy and was already half dozing when Chinen woke up again.
"Ryutaro~" The unfamiliar tone yet familiar voice startled him awake. Chinen had his head turned and was blinking his doe-like eyes at him.
The younger boy gulped. When the heck did Chinen wake up? Right now, the smaller boy looked cuter and more vulnerable than he'd ever seen him before. His expression was practically begging him to do something to him. A wave of bad feeling washed over him. Cuddling up to him, Chinen asked sweetly, "Can I have a kiss?"
Yes, as many as you want. "No more kisses tonight," Ryutaro told him firmly. "In the morning, I promise."
Instantly, the whining began. The eyes got watery and the voice became quavering. "R-ryutaro doesn't l-like me. E-even though Chii likes Ryutaro." Wait, he took back the whining. Now it was blackmailing. "A-and Chii likes Ryutaro's kisses." Oh hey, Chinen did like his kisses. That was an improvement.
"I like you, too." Ryutaro finally relented (it didn't take long and Chinen didn't really need to try that hard) and pressed his mouth gently against Chinen's for a brief second. "But right now, you are totally drunk and have no idea what's going on. So you probably won't remember anything until the alcohol gets out of your system."
Chinen blinked at him again, this time with confusion. "Ryutaro...likes me?" His voice was small and uncertain.
"Yeah, I like you, Chinen." Ryutaro breathed into Chinen's ears, and even in his still-drunken state, the other boy shivered.
"So...Ryutaro..." Chinen sounded like he was getting short of breath. "Will...kiss...me?" At first, Ryutaro was going to say 'no' again. At first. But then, pleadingly, Chinen added in a tiny voice, "P-please?"
So now how was he supposed to say 'no?' Especially with Chinen pressing his body up to him, getting all snugly and turning him on. Finally giving in, Ryutaro nuzzled the tender area between Chinen's neck and shoulders. A shuddering sigh of contentment came from the other boy as he trailed hot, wet kisses along the length of Chinen's collarbone.
Nibbling on Chinen's earlobe, Ryutaro took the chance to murmur, "Don't regret this in the morning."
Chinen's only response was a small cry of surprise as Ryutaro slipped his hands beneath his shirt. Playfully, he fingered the other boy's stomach, making him mewl with pleasure. Slowly, Ryutaro ran his tongue over Chinen's soft lips, enjoying every bit of them. The older boy gasped, and once again, Ryutaro slid his tongue through. Quiet moans filled his ears as he teased the small boy with soul kisses.
With Chinen's body held so close to Ryutaro's, he was able to feel every heave of his chest as the small boy tried to get enough air. His own lungs ached for oxygen but he didn't want to give up the kiss just yet. Finally, his need for air overwhelmed him and he had to pull back from the kiss, breathing heavily. His blood hammered in his head as he cradled Chinen in his arms.
The older boy's breathing was audible and warmed Ryutaro's throat area with every breathe. Chinen's eyes were more than half closed as he rested against Ryutaro. Add in his red cheeks and very wrinkled shirt; Ryutaro had difficulty fighting the temptation to do more with Chinen. But no, it would be wrong to take advantage of Chinen when he wasn't sober.
Soon enough, Chinen's breathing evened out, indicating he had naturally fell asleep. Closing his eyes as well, Ryutaro smiled, thinking how much fun he would have when Chinen woke up in the morning.
A/N: Farewell, fluffy, innocent Chiitaro. It was good knowing you while I could. I'll miss you. And I gave up on the idea of the epilogue, it refuses to write itself, so I give everyone this instead.
Genre: AU, romance
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Chiitaro
Word Count: 1494
Summary: Chinen is drunk. Ryutaro doesn't mind. What happened between chapters 10 and 11.
Disclaimer: I don't own JE
Dedication: Joana lovesosweet for her constant nagging of Chiitaro making out, hey it worked!
"You're an idiot, Ryutaro." Chinen's legs suddenly gave out and Ryutaro had to grab him around the waist to keep him from collapsing.
"Aren't you the idiot?" Ryutaro sighed, catching whiffs of alcohol as the older boy breathed in and out through parted lips.
Carefully, Ryutaro maneuvered him so he could hold Chinen up like a princess and started to make his way up to his room. Once there, he set the smaller boy down on his bed and lingered by him, unwilling to leave.
As Ryutaro wrapped his arms around Chinen's small frame, his heart began to beat faster as the light scent of apples washed over his senses. He breathed deeply, remembering the first time he met the other boy. Originally, he just thought it was hysterical that a boy would crossdress to get into a host club. Then he wanted to have fun making Chinen do whatever he wanted, since it was a good distraction from his otherwise not-so-interesting life.
Never would he have predicted he would completely fall for the guy he impulsively kissed that night.
Chinen stirred and mumbled something quietly, moving restlessly in his arms. His eyes fluttered open, but they were unfocused and he still seemed out of it.
"You okay?" Curiously, Ryutaro poked his cheek, but didn't get a dramatic reaction.
"Ryutaro?" Chinen even sounded confused. With a start, Ryutaro noticed their face were just mere inches apart. Closing his eyes, Chinen leaned forward, touching his lips with his own soft ones.
For a moment, Ryutaro hesitated. After all, Chinen was drunk and not in his right mind. Normally, the older boy wouldn't have anything to do with him, let alone initiate a kiss. But then a pair of hands clutched his shirt collar, and Chinen's kiss became more insistent, so he decided to just enjoy this while he could.
Smiling, he wrapped an arm around Chinen's waist and pulled him in intimately. The older boy whimpered protests as Ryutaro broke the kiss; he obviously wanted more.
"Don't stop." Chinen's arms snaked around his neck, and briefly, he got their mouths pressed against one another before Ryutaro pushed him away. "Don't."
"I'll give you as many kisses as you want when you're awake, okay?" Even if you act like you don't want to, Ryutaro added quietly to himself.
"Now." Chinen shook his head from side to side with a pout, and that, if it was possible, made him look even more endearing than he already was.
Ryutaro couldn't believe he was actually going to refuse. "Chine-"
Without warning, the older boy kissed him for the third time in less than five minutes and then (Ryutaro wasn't sure if it was accidental or on purpose, though he leaned towards the latter) suddenly fell back on the bed, pulling Ryutaro with him so he pretty much ended up in the awkward position of being on top of Chinen. Kissing him.
Of course, this also had to be the moment his door suddenly opened too.
"Hey, Ryutaro, where's Chi-?" Inoo abruptly stopped, staring at the scene in front of him. "...never mind."
Hastily, Ryutaro freed himself, though he knew Inoo wouldn't listen and didn't care about his explanation. So instead, he just asked, "What do you want?" as though it was normal to be seemingly making out with someone in his room.
"I was going to ask if you knew where Chinen was-" the older boy's eyes flickered back and forth between Ryutaro and the figure lying on his bed "-but I guess you caught him already."
"Long story," Ryutaro muttered. "I think Takaki, that idiot, gave him alcohol."
"I'm sure he did." Inoo sounded doubtful, but Ryutaro couldn't really blame him. "Well, I want my dress back if you're going to keep doing stuff with him."
Mentally, Ryutaro face palmed himself. "This is yours?"
Inoo nodded gravely. "I would rather you not wrinkle or mess it up further."
"...do I want to know why you own a dress?"
"Probably not."
Sighing, Ryutaro went to his closet to look for something he could change Chinen into. He found his largest shirt and randomly grabbed a pair of sweats that he no longer wore since he outgrew them. He sat down on his bed, staring at Chinen as he wondered how the heck he could get the older boy to change. And Inoo, the evil bastard, was still standing by the doorway, watching.
In the end he decided to pull the shirt over Chinen first, so he was covered down to his knees as Ryutaro reached beneath it to find the dress's back zipper. It took him a couple of tries to fully unzip it and he kept flushing each time his hands accidentally came in contact with the older boy's bare skin. Then, he slipped the dress off Chinen and got the sweats on him without much trouble.
Inoo, as he took his dress from Ryutaro, helpfully suggested, "It would have been easier to just take the dress off and leave it at that."
"Shut up, Inoo. Go back to Dai-chan or something."
"Oh, I see how it is. Very well then. Have fun with him." Smirking, Inoo ducked out of the room as a pillow went flying his way.
Chinen was still out cold, so Ryutaro laid down, wrapping his arms around the other boy. He was starting to get sleepy and was already half dozing when Chinen woke up again.
"Ryutaro~" The unfamiliar tone yet familiar voice startled him awake. Chinen had his head turned and was blinking his doe-like eyes at him.
The younger boy gulped. When the heck did Chinen wake up? Right now, the smaller boy looked cuter and more vulnerable than he'd ever seen him before. His expression was practically begging him to do something to him. A wave of bad feeling washed over him. Cuddling up to him, Chinen asked sweetly, "Can I have a kiss?"
Yes, as many as you want. "No more kisses tonight," Ryutaro told him firmly. "In the morning, I promise."
Instantly, the whining began. The eyes got watery and the voice became quavering. "R-ryutaro doesn't l-like me. E-even though Chii likes Ryutaro." Wait, he took back the whining. Now it was blackmailing. "A-and Chii likes Ryutaro's kisses." Oh hey, Chinen did like his kisses. That was an improvement.
"I like you, too." Ryutaro finally relented (it didn't take long and Chinen didn't really need to try that hard) and pressed his mouth gently against Chinen's for a brief second. "But right now, you are totally drunk and have no idea what's going on. So you probably won't remember anything until the alcohol gets out of your system."
Chinen blinked at him again, this time with confusion. "Ryutaro...likes me?" His voice was small and uncertain.
"Yeah, I like you, Chinen." Ryutaro breathed into Chinen's ears, and even in his still-drunken state, the other boy shivered.
"So...Ryutaro..." Chinen sounded like he was getting short of breath. "Will...kiss...me?" At first, Ryutaro was going to say 'no' again. At first. But then, pleadingly, Chinen added in a tiny voice, "P-please?"
So now how was he supposed to say 'no?' Especially with Chinen pressing his body up to him, getting all snugly and turning him on. Finally giving in, Ryutaro nuzzled the tender area between Chinen's neck and shoulders. A shuddering sigh of contentment came from the other boy as he trailed hot, wet kisses along the length of Chinen's collarbone.
Nibbling on Chinen's earlobe, Ryutaro took the chance to murmur, "Don't regret this in the morning."
Chinen's only response was a small cry of surprise as Ryutaro slipped his hands beneath his shirt. Playfully, he fingered the other boy's stomach, making him mewl with pleasure. Slowly, Ryutaro ran his tongue over Chinen's soft lips, enjoying every bit of them. The older boy gasped, and once again, Ryutaro slid his tongue through. Quiet moans filled his ears as he teased the small boy with soul kisses.
With Chinen's body held so close to Ryutaro's, he was able to feel every heave of his chest as the small boy tried to get enough air. His own lungs ached for oxygen but he didn't want to give up the kiss just yet. Finally, his need for air overwhelmed him and he had to pull back from the kiss, breathing heavily. His blood hammered in his head as he cradled Chinen in his arms.
The older boy's breathing was audible and warmed Ryutaro's throat area with every breathe. Chinen's eyes were more than half closed as he rested against Ryutaro. Add in his red cheeks and very wrinkled shirt; Ryutaro had difficulty fighting the temptation to do more with Chinen. But no, it would be wrong to take advantage of Chinen when he wasn't sober.
Soon enough, Chinen's breathing evened out, indicating he had naturally fell asleep. Closing his eyes as well, Ryutaro smiled, thinking how much fun he would have when Chinen woke up in the morning.
A/N: Farewell, fluffy, innocent Chiitaro. It was good knowing you while I could. I'll miss you. And I gave up on the idea of the epilogue, it refuses to write itself, so I give everyone this instead.