dairyu
Title: untitled (someone give me one? lol)
Author: hotfruits
Rating: PG
Characters: Daiki/Ryutaro
Disclaimer: Nope
Summary: Ryutaro is cheeky and Daiki is nervous.
Written for Jen chibilover14
ilu bb ^_____^ I hope you like this~
He couldn’t believe this, head falling into his hands as he sighed, feeling defeated. He couldn’t deny it anymore, not after the way he acted, shoving Keito away from the younger boy and yelling at him, until Takaki and Yabu dragged him away, kicking and screaming.
He was back in their hotel now, sitting down in the room he shared with Inoo, and sighed again, falling back onto the bed with a frown.
He liked Ryutaro.
He really, really did.
***
An hour later and Daiki heard a knock at the door. Getting up, he dragged himself to the door and answered, his jaw dropping when he saw who it was, and especially, what they were wearing.
“Hey chibi,” Ryutaro greeted him with a smirk, his hands on his bare hips and his hair wet, dripping onto his face and naked chest. “Can I come in?” he asked, and then marched into the room, pushing past Daiki as he jumped onto the bed.
Daiki blinked, and quickly closed the door, before walking over to Ryutaro and standing in front of him. “What’s up?” he asked, his arms hanging awkwardly by his sides.
“Ooooh, nothing~” Ryutaro replied, staring up at Daiki in amusement. He stretched his arms over his head, smiling cutely at Daiki when he dropped them back down. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay, that’s all.”
“I’m fine,” Daiki muttered, staring down at his sock-covered feet. When Ryutaro patted the bed next to him, Daiki flinched, but sat down none-the-less, careful to not sit too close to the boy.
“Dai-chan, are you sure you’re okay?” Ryutaro asked again, shifting his position so that his leg was tucked under him, and he was facing the older boy. Leaning over, Ryutaro brought his face closer to Daiki’s, “You look nervous?”
“Nervous?” Daiki squeaked, and then cleared his throat, “No, no I’m fine,” he tried to scoot away from Ryutaro, needing to put some distance between them but Ryutaro followed, and now Daiki was practically falling off the bed with the boy nearly sitting in his lap.
“Um,” Daiki started, but then stopped, noticing that his hands had ended up on Ryutaro’s hips.
“You sure? It’s almost like,” Ryutaro bent down, and Daiki’s breath hitched, “You like me, and so you got jealous seeing me all over Keito earlier, and now that I’m sitting on your lap, you can’t seem to breath or speak correctly.”
Daiki’s eyes widened, but when he opened his mouth to speak, only incoherent gibberish came out. Ryutaro smirked, “You could have just told me, Dai-chan. It’s not like I would have rejected you,” he said, his hand running through Daiki’s hair.
“You…really?” Daiki replied, and Ryutaro nodded, his smirk easing into a smile as he pressed his lips against Daiki’s cheek. “Will you go out with me then?”
“Duh,” Ryutaro answered, and before realization could dawn upon Daiki, he closed the distance between them.
Author: hotfruits
Rating: PG
Characters: Daiki/Ryutaro
Disclaimer: Nope
Summary: Ryutaro is cheeky and Daiki is nervous.
Written for Jen chibilover14
ilu bb ^_____^ I hope you like this~
He couldn’t believe this, head falling into his hands as he sighed, feeling defeated. He couldn’t deny it anymore, not after the way he acted, shoving Keito away from the younger boy and yelling at him, until Takaki and Yabu dragged him away, kicking and screaming.
He was back in their hotel now, sitting down in the room he shared with Inoo, and sighed again, falling back onto the bed with a frown.
He liked Ryutaro.
He really, really did.
***
An hour later and Daiki heard a knock at the door. Getting up, he dragged himself to the door and answered, his jaw dropping when he saw who it was, and especially, what they were wearing.
“Hey chibi,” Ryutaro greeted him with a smirk, his hands on his bare hips and his hair wet, dripping onto his face and naked chest. “Can I come in?” he asked, and then marched into the room, pushing past Daiki as he jumped onto the bed.
Daiki blinked, and quickly closed the door, before walking over to Ryutaro and standing in front of him. “What’s up?” he asked, his arms hanging awkwardly by his sides.
“Ooooh, nothing~” Ryutaro replied, staring up at Daiki in amusement. He stretched his arms over his head, smiling cutely at Daiki when he dropped them back down. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay, that’s all.”
“I’m fine,” Daiki muttered, staring down at his sock-covered feet. When Ryutaro patted the bed next to him, Daiki flinched, but sat down none-the-less, careful to not sit too close to the boy.
“Dai-chan, are you sure you’re okay?” Ryutaro asked again, shifting his position so that his leg was tucked under him, and he was facing the older boy. Leaning over, Ryutaro brought his face closer to Daiki’s, “You look nervous?”
“Nervous?” Daiki squeaked, and then cleared his throat, “No, no I’m fine,” he tried to scoot away from Ryutaro, needing to put some distance between them but Ryutaro followed, and now Daiki was practically falling off the bed with the boy nearly sitting in his lap.
“Um,” Daiki started, but then stopped, noticing that his hands had ended up on Ryutaro’s hips.
“You sure? It’s almost like,” Ryutaro bent down, and Daiki’s breath hitched, “You like me, and so you got jealous seeing me all over Keito earlier, and now that I’m sitting on your lap, you can’t seem to breath or speak correctly.”
Daiki’s eyes widened, but when he opened his mouth to speak, only incoherent gibberish came out. Ryutaro smirked, “You could have just told me, Dai-chan. It’s not like I would have rejected you,” he said, his hand running through Daiki’s hair.
“You…really?” Daiki replied, and Ryutaro nodded, his smirk easing into a smile as he pressed his lips against Daiki’s cheek. “Will you go out with me then?”
“Duh,” Ryutaro answered, and before realization could dawn upon Daiki, he closed the distance between them.