[fic] Ardor chapter 2
Title: Ardor
Author: Metamorcy1 or Metamorcy on ff.net (me)
Pairing: Fong27
Summary: AU, A one-sided love has always been the hardest thing to deal with. Tsuna only wished that maybe one day, Fong can look at him more than just a friend
Rating: R/NC17
Warning: There will be sexually content, however, that will be in the later chapters.
N/A:Please note, that despite the depressing state, it does get better along away. I'm doing things a little differently than my usual style so I'm trying to make this as realistic as possible. That means that Fong and Tsuna are really human, not the super beings that are portrayed in KHR. And for Fong's behavior, you have to date people in order to find out if that person is for you. Some people have the better luck, sadly most don't.
Chapter 2 has a tearful slumber
'Looks like he fell asleep.' Tsuna thought to himself, eyeing the Chinese man, who is clearly passed out on the couch. Fong's head was resting on a pillow that was propped up against the arm of the couch and his legs were up, lying comfortably across the cushions. His eyes were closed shut with a relaxed expression and his chest slowly rose and fell at each breath. The television was on, talking about the news, and images were flashing about something that the brunet didn't consider important whatsoever.
As Tsuna turned the TV off, he settled onto the couch where Fong's shoulders were at and reached up to rest his right hand on a warm cheek. Unable to stop himself from smiling at the sight, Tsuna had to hold back every part of his body from wanting to kiss the other on the lips. Fong just looked so vulnerable like that, so open. It would be so very easy to take advantage of this moment.
Yet… Tsuna wouldn't. He wasn't that type of person to do such things.
"Fong, wake up. You need to head to bed. You'll be sore in the morning if you sleep here."
The man's onyx eyes fluttered open at the slight shaking, blinking tiredly, before staring up into the honey-colored orbs above wearily. "Tsu… na?"
"Come on, Fong. Get up." With a couple of nudges, Fong managed to get up to his feet, and with a helpful shoulder from Tsuna, he made it to his bedroom that was just down the hall. The black-haired man immediately settled into his bed and went back to dreamland the moment his head touched that pillow, curling up on top of the covers. Tsuna giggled at the reaction, finding it cute. 'He must really be tired to act like this. Poor Fong…'
He settled against the bed, drawing the covers up over the sleeping body, and started undressing the other. He managed to pull off the long red robe, despite the resistance from Fong's unconscious form, folding it neatly to the side, and took off the hair tie that held his best friend's hair together in his usual style. Tsuna pulled the braid apart, letting the long black strands scatter behind Fong's sleeping body. To the brunet, it almost looked like a sleek blanket.
Unable to resist running his fingers through the silkiness for a few seconds, he allowed himself to enjoy the sensation before tucking a few bangs behind the Fong's left ear so he could get a clear view of his crush's face. Then he leaned to the side towards the nightstand to set the alarm clock to the time the Chinese man normally woke up at.
When he finished that, Tsuna let his fingers stroke that soft long hair one last time, playing with the curls that were hidden inside those wonderful locks. Fong made a small noise at that action and nuzzled into his pillow, his fingers inching up to grip underneath the it. 'Wish I could take a picture of this, but oh well.' Standing up, Tsuna made his way over to the bedroom door, holding it open, and glanced back at Fong's prone body for a second. 'I'd better leave now. I need to go home to get ready for work tomorrow.'
Just as he started to close to the door, a voice called out to him.
"Tsuna? Where are you going?"
The brunet froze into his spot and twisted around to see Fong staring at him in question with half-lidded eyes. The Chinese man was obviously hardly awake, swaying while sitting up, and the blankets were falling off his thin frame. His long hair was scattered all over his body, falling off his shoulders and gathering into his lap.
"I'm going home. I've got work tomorrow and I need to get ready for it."
Fong seemed to be thinking of something as he tilted his head and glanced over to look at the time. "Can you stay here? For tonight? Please?" He reached towards the clock, about to reset the alarm so that they could wake up earlier. Peering up at Tsuna, he waited for the other's verdict.
"Wait? What?" The brunet blinked his eyes and then scratched the side of his face. He stood still, not sure on how to respond to that. Was Fong really asking him to stay over? Well, he had stayed over plenty of times over the years, but he normally slept on the couch. However, with Fong's sleepy state, maybe he was hearing things…
The older man noticed the hesitation in the honey-colored eyes and smiled softly. "Please, Tsuna. I would really appreciate it," Fong continued, trying to convince the other to stay, and shifted to the side of his bed. He pulled up the sheets, and patted the spot next to him. "And for tonight, you can sleep next to me."
"But… wait…"
"Tsuna…"
The brunet grumbled under his breath and then sighed heavily, giving up on arguing with the Chinese man. He could never really say 'no' to him, never, even when he wanted to so badly. It was always so hard. Tsuna slumped his shoulders and ran a hand through his hair. "Fine, fine. I'll stay. Just let me get ready. I still have my toothbrush here from before, right?"
"Yes."
"Okay then. I'm going to borrow a few things in your bathroom. Just go back to sleep."
Fong leaned back down, settling once more into his bed, and pulled the covers closer to his body. "You are coming back, right?"
"Yeah, promise. I won't suddenly disappear on you."
"You better not." Fong chuckled, closing his eyes, nestling back into the thick coat of blankets and let out a deep breath. A smile rested on his peaceful features and his long bangs fell into his face. Tsuna smiled softly at that and went into the bathroom to get ready for bed. He spotted his extra toothbrush he had left here one time after staying over so many times and used Fong's toothpaste to brush his teeth. He finished his nightly routine within minutes.
As he turned off the light to the bathroom, he made his way to the bed and settled next to Fong, pulling the covers up for a moment to let himself in. The older man stirred at the shift in weight on his bed and opened his eyes to see the brunet, lying next to him, sharing the same pillow. When he did so, he moved over to give more room for the other.
"So what brought this on, Fong? I mean, this is the first time you've ever done so. Every time I stay over, we're sleeping on separate couches. Or, at least, I was." Tsuna pulled the covers further up to his chin, wrapping it tightly around his body. He only had his shirt and pants on; his jacket was tossed onto a chair.
Fong peered at him with that usual smile of his and shrugged his shoulder. "Not sure, I just wanted you to. You're the only person I know that really cares this much for me. Every time I've had a rough patch with someone I've dated, you're always the one that helps me get out of it." Fong chuckled to himself. "I don't really know what I would do without you. I think I'd be pretty lost and confused most of the time. You're the only person I know that actually goes out of his way to make sure that I'm alright. I really appreciate it."
At that praise, Tsuna turned bright red, burying his face into the pillow to hide it from view. This only rewarded him with a chuckle in return and he clutched onto the pillow desperately. Oh, the way Fong spoke to him made him so very happy. His heart was just throbbing within his chest. "N-No problem. T-That's what friends are for, right?" Soon after he said those wicked words, his heart clenched, hating how he was still trapped in the 'friend' phrase. No matter how much he wanted to say something different, his true feelings, he could never do so.
"Yes, best friends."
Under the blankets, Tsuna just wanted to cry. He should have never given into the other's request for staying here.
Today is the last day for the Fong27 contest! It's due tonight at 11:59pm. If you think you're going to be slightly late, let me know. I'll allow a 12 hour difference after the date due to time differences. I hope that everyone that wanted to participate managed to turn in their things. If I haven't added your fanfic to the list (those that participated please check), tell me immediately or else, I'll accidently cut you out without knowing.
A little request from me, readers out there that have plenty of time I hope that you can go to the link below and read all the participates' works after the due date has pasted. And if possible, give a review, that'd be very kind of you all. These people have worked hard to get as many Fong27 fics out there as possible. Thanks!
To get to the link, just click on my name and go to the navigation entry to find everything!
Author: Metamorcy1 or Metamorcy on ff.net (me)
Pairing: Fong27
Summary: AU, A one-sided love has always been the hardest thing to deal with. Tsuna only wished that maybe one day, Fong can look at him more than just a friend
Rating: R/NC17
Warning: There will be sexually content, however, that will be in the later chapters.
N/A:Please note, that despite the depressing state, it does get better along away. I'm doing things a little differently than my usual style so I'm trying to make this as realistic as possible. That means that Fong and Tsuna are really human, not the super beings that are portrayed in KHR. And for Fong's behavior, you have to date people in order to find out if that person is for you. Some people have the better luck, sadly most don't.
Chapter 2 has a tearful slumber
'Looks like he fell asleep.' Tsuna thought to himself, eyeing the Chinese man, who is clearly passed out on the couch. Fong's head was resting on a pillow that was propped up against the arm of the couch and his legs were up, lying comfortably across the cushions. His eyes were closed shut with a relaxed expression and his chest slowly rose and fell at each breath. The television was on, talking about the news, and images were flashing about something that the brunet didn't consider important whatsoever.
As Tsuna turned the TV off, he settled onto the couch where Fong's shoulders were at and reached up to rest his right hand on a warm cheek. Unable to stop himself from smiling at the sight, Tsuna had to hold back every part of his body from wanting to kiss the other on the lips. Fong just looked so vulnerable like that, so open. It would be so very easy to take advantage of this moment.
Yet… Tsuna wouldn't. He wasn't that type of person to do such things.
"Fong, wake up. You need to head to bed. You'll be sore in the morning if you sleep here."
The man's onyx eyes fluttered open at the slight shaking, blinking tiredly, before staring up into the honey-colored orbs above wearily. "Tsu… na?"
"Come on, Fong. Get up." With a couple of nudges, Fong managed to get up to his feet, and with a helpful shoulder from Tsuna, he made it to his bedroom that was just down the hall. The black-haired man immediately settled into his bed and went back to dreamland the moment his head touched that pillow, curling up on top of the covers. Tsuna giggled at the reaction, finding it cute. 'He must really be tired to act like this. Poor Fong…'
He settled against the bed, drawing the covers up over the sleeping body, and started undressing the other. He managed to pull off the long red robe, despite the resistance from Fong's unconscious form, folding it neatly to the side, and took off the hair tie that held his best friend's hair together in his usual style. Tsuna pulled the braid apart, letting the long black strands scatter behind Fong's sleeping body. To the brunet, it almost looked like a sleek blanket.
Unable to resist running his fingers through the silkiness for a few seconds, he allowed himself to enjoy the sensation before tucking a few bangs behind the Fong's left ear so he could get a clear view of his crush's face. Then he leaned to the side towards the nightstand to set the alarm clock to the time the Chinese man normally woke up at.
When he finished that, Tsuna let his fingers stroke that soft long hair one last time, playing with the curls that were hidden inside those wonderful locks. Fong made a small noise at that action and nuzzled into his pillow, his fingers inching up to grip underneath the it. 'Wish I could take a picture of this, but oh well.' Standing up, Tsuna made his way over to the bedroom door, holding it open, and glanced back at Fong's prone body for a second. 'I'd better leave now. I need to go home to get ready for work tomorrow.'
Just as he started to close to the door, a voice called out to him.
"Tsuna? Where are you going?"
The brunet froze into his spot and twisted around to see Fong staring at him in question with half-lidded eyes. The Chinese man was obviously hardly awake, swaying while sitting up, and the blankets were falling off his thin frame. His long hair was scattered all over his body, falling off his shoulders and gathering into his lap.
"I'm going home. I've got work tomorrow and I need to get ready for it."
Fong seemed to be thinking of something as he tilted his head and glanced over to look at the time. "Can you stay here? For tonight? Please?" He reached towards the clock, about to reset the alarm so that they could wake up earlier. Peering up at Tsuna, he waited for the other's verdict.
"Wait? What?" The brunet blinked his eyes and then scratched the side of his face. He stood still, not sure on how to respond to that. Was Fong really asking him to stay over? Well, he had stayed over plenty of times over the years, but he normally slept on the couch. However, with Fong's sleepy state, maybe he was hearing things…
The older man noticed the hesitation in the honey-colored eyes and smiled softly. "Please, Tsuna. I would really appreciate it," Fong continued, trying to convince the other to stay, and shifted to the side of his bed. He pulled up the sheets, and patted the spot next to him. "And for tonight, you can sleep next to me."
"But… wait…"
"Tsuna…"
The brunet grumbled under his breath and then sighed heavily, giving up on arguing with the Chinese man. He could never really say 'no' to him, never, even when he wanted to so badly. It was always so hard. Tsuna slumped his shoulders and ran a hand through his hair. "Fine, fine. I'll stay. Just let me get ready. I still have my toothbrush here from before, right?"
"Yes."
"Okay then. I'm going to borrow a few things in your bathroom. Just go back to sleep."
Fong leaned back down, settling once more into his bed, and pulled the covers closer to his body. "You are coming back, right?"
"Yeah, promise. I won't suddenly disappear on you."
"You better not." Fong chuckled, closing his eyes, nestling back into the thick coat of blankets and let out a deep breath. A smile rested on his peaceful features and his long bangs fell into his face. Tsuna smiled softly at that and went into the bathroom to get ready for bed. He spotted his extra toothbrush he had left here one time after staying over so many times and used Fong's toothpaste to brush his teeth. He finished his nightly routine within minutes.
As he turned off the light to the bathroom, he made his way to the bed and settled next to Fong, pulling the covers up for a moment to let himself in. The older man stirred at the shift in weight on his bed and opened his eyes to see the brunet, lying next to him, sharing the same pillow. When he did so, he moved over to give more room for the other.
"So what brought this on, Fong? I mean, this is the first time you've ever done so. Every time I stay over, we're sleeping on separate couches. Or, at least, I was." Tsuna pulled the covers further up to his chin, wrapping it tightly around his body. He only had his shirt and pants on; his jacket was tossed onto a chair.
Fong peered at him with that usual smile of his and shrugged his shoulder. "Not sure, I just wanted you to. You're the only person I know that really cares this much for me. Every time I've had a rough patch with someone I've dated, you're always the one that helps me get out of it." Fong chuckled to himself. "I don't really know what I would do without you. I think I'd be pretty lost and confused most of the time. You're the only person I know that actually goes out of his way to make sure that I'm alright. I really appreciate it."
At that praise, Tsuna turned bright red, burying his face into the pillow to hide it from view. This only rewarded him with a chuckle in return and he clutched onto the pillow desperately. Oh, the way Fong spoke to him made him so very happy. His heart was just throbbing within his chest. "N-No problem. T-That's what friends are for, right?" Soon after he said those wicked words, his heart clenched, hating how he was still trapped in the 'friend' phrase. No matter how much he wanted to say something different, his true feelings, he could never do so.
"Yes, best friends."
Under the blankets, Tsuna just wanted to cry. He should have never given into the other's request for staying here.
Today is the last day for the Fong27 contest! It's due tonight at 11:59pm. If you think you're going to be slightly late, let me know. I'll allow a 12 hour difference after the date due to time differences. I hope that everyone that wanted to participate managed to turn in their things. If I haven't added your fanfic to the list (those that participated please check), tell me immediately or else, I'll accidently cut you out without knowing.
A little request from me, readers out there that have plenty of time I hope that you can go to the link below and read all the participates' works after the due date has pasted. And if possible, give a review, that'd be very kind of you all. These people have worked hard to get as many Fong27 fics out there as possible. Thanks!
To get to the link, just click on my name and go to the navigation entry to find everything!