[Coat West] Just a Call
Okay, so only mousaPi and I did this challenge. Not for lack of trying on mousaPi's part to get everyone we know to write them. OH WELL.
But here is my effort in this tiny, tiny fandom. And here's mousaPi's. :Dv
Title: Just a Call
Fandom: Coat West
Pairing/Characters: Sho/Hikaru, Nagi
Rating: PG for Sho's potty mouth.
Word Count: 875
It wasn't that Sho wasn't happy for Hikaru. He was! He was excited for Hikaru's increasing job offers for more modeling shots rather than the various erotic shoots they did. He was excited for Hikaru's chance to show off what Hikaru could really do outside the bedroom. And he was definitely excited about all the various gorgeous outfits Hikaru got to wear while modeling.
But he was a bit sad that he no longer got to work with Hikaru.
He missed the small on-the-set jokes they always had whenever they worked together. Or the little smiles Hikaru would flash unexpectedly that made it easy for Sho to stay hard to do his job. He missed the laughter and the bright smiles against dark skin and the soft cologne that was Hikaru's favorite.
He also missed the fantastic sex.
But that was work and Hikaru always made it fun. Sho sat there, a small pout on his face as he watched Nagi fix his hair. Sho missed Hikaru's vitality on the set.
A small towel smacked him in the face. Pulling it off, he blinked at Nagi.
"Quit moping." Nagi said bluntly, running more gel into his hair.
"I'm not moping." Sho said, hoping he put enough conviction in his voice to fool Nagi.
Nagi gave a look and Sho sank lower on the bed, his lower jutting out even more.
"So call him, dumbass." Finally satisfied with his hair, Nagi began to dry himself off.
"What?" Sho lifted his face away from the pillow he hugged. "I don't know if I should."
"Just do it. Where are your balls, man?" Nagi leaned aganst the wall, arms crossed and his brow raised. "Stop acting like a lovesick girl. I know exactly wehre your balls are and I know how much you want to call him. So just do it."
Sho kicked his heels a few more times, his chin lowered as he thought. Heaving an overdramatic sigh, Sho sat up, gently pushing the pillow back in its proper place on the bed and pulled out his phone. He brings up the number before flicking his glance up at Nagi. "Are you going to watch me call him?"
"If you needed the support." Nagi grinned. "Call him. I'm going to get dressed so Shun can take it off with his mouth later. Tell him I said hi and we're going drinking soon. He owes me a few bottles of sake."
Sho nodded, thumbing his phone until he heard his phone call Hikaru. He picked at the random threads on his ripped jeans, nervously waiting for a familiar voice to pick up.
"Moshi, moshi?"
Sho nearly melted in relief at the sound of Hikaru's voice. Deep and warm and a bit husky, Hikaru sounded good to Sho. Then panic kicked in 2 milliseconds later.
"Hi. It's me, Sho." He stuttered slightly. Wincing at the way he sounded, he took a quick deep breath and let it out quietly, silently counting to 2. "I called to congratulate you on your new career."
"Ah! Thank you." Sho could hear Hikaru's bright smile over the phone and relaxed a bit further.
A pause.
"How are you doing, Sho-chan?" Hikaru's voice was soft and gentle.
"I'm doing okay." Sho twirled a few more strands of his jeans. "Nagi's being a jerk but that's not unusual."
Hikaru laughed. "Still mock-fighting on the set?"
"Of course. It wouldn't be us if we didn't fool around." Sho echoed his laugh, leaning back and away from the rip before he opened it further. He paused a few more moments before blurting out. "I miss working with you."
Once said, he could never take it back. Sho shut his eyes.
"I miss working with you too, Sho-chan." Hikaru's voice was wistful. "Are you sure you don't want to try modeling with me?"
Sho considered it. "I'll try? Maybe a few times with you?" He said tentatively.
"REALLY?!" Hikaru's response was electric.
Sho closed his eyes, his heartbeat erratic as he tried to mentally tell himself to calm the fuck down and be a professional, to keep his cool. He ruined it all by laughing slightly into the phone, thoroughly enjoying Hikaru's reaction. "Yes. But only if you go out with me on a real date."
"Okay." Came Hikaru's immediate response.
"Okay?" Sho echoed, eyes now wide as he sat up. "Okay! Umm."
Hikaru laughed softly. "Maa, I was waiting forever for Sho-chan to ask. Let's go tomorrow, okay? That yakiniku place we went to for your birthday? I feel like celebrating."
"Sure! I'll pick you up at 5pm, okay?" Sho smiled widely.
"Un. And Sho-chan?"
"Hmm?"
"I can hear your smile."
Sho grinned even harder, eyes closing to near slits of pleasure. "I can always hear yours."
With that, Sho hung up, clutching his phone to his chest.
"I see you found your balls again." Nagi's dry tones didn't even cut through the large goofy smile.
"Ha! I'll show you my balls later on." Sho stood up and dropped a quick kiss on Nagi's forehead before punching his shoulder.
"Good thing I like them, then." Nagi grinned, nudging Sho with his shoulder. "Congratulations. Now, time to show our kouhai exactly how to be nice to the senpai."
But here is my effort in this tiny, tiny fandom. And here's mousaPi's. :Dv
Title: Just a Call
Fandom: Coat West
Pairing/Characters: Sho/Hikaru, Nagi
Rating: PG for Sho's potty mouth.
Word Count: 875
It wasn't that Sho wasn't happy for Hikaru. He was! He was excited for Hikaru's increasing job offers for more modeling shots rather than the various erotic shoots they did. He was excited for Hikaru's chance to show off what Hikaru could really do outside the bedroom. And he was definitely excited about all the various gorgeous outfits Hikaru got to wear while modeling.
But he was a bit sad that he no longer got to work with Hikaru.
He missed the small on-the-set jokes they always had whenever they worked together. Or the little smiles Hikaru would flash unexpectedly that made it easy for Sho to stay hard to do his job. He missed the laughter and the bright smiles against dark skin and the soft cologne that was Hikaru's favorite.
He also missed the fantastic sex.
But that was work and Hikaru always made it fun. Sho sat there, a small pout on his face as he watched Nagi fix his hair. Sho missed Hikaru's vitality on the set.
A small towel smacked him in the face. Pulling it off, he blinked at Nagi.
"Quit moping." Nagi said bluntly, running more gel into his hair.
"I'm not moping." Sho said, hoping he put enough conviction in his voice to fool Nagi.
Nagi gave a look and Sho sank lower on the bed, his lower jutting out even more.
"So call him, dumbass." Finally satisfied with his hair, Nagi began to dry himself off.
"What?" Sho lifted his face away from the pillow he hugged. "I don't know if I should."
"Just do it. Where are your balls, man?" Nagi leaned aganst the wall, arms crossed and his brow raised. "Stop acting like a lovesick girl. I know exactly wehre your balls are and I know how much you want to call him. So just do it."
Sho kicked his heels a few more times, his chin lowered as he thought. Heaving an overdramatic sigh, Sho sat up, gently pushing the pillow back in its proper place on the bed and pulled out his phone. He brings up the number before flicking his glance up at Nagi. "Are you going to watch me call him?"
"If you needed the support." Nagi grinned. "Call him. I'm going to get dressed so Shun can take it off with his mouth later. Tell him I said hi and we're going drinking soon. He owes me a few bottles of sake."
Sho nodded, thumbing his phone until he heard his phone call Hikaru. He picked at the random threads on his ripped jeans, nervously waiting for a familiar voice to pick up.
"Moshi, moshi?"
Sho nearly melted in relief at the sound of Hikaru's voice. Deep and warm and a bit husky, Hikaru sounded good to Sho. Then panic kicked in 2 milliseconds later.
"Hi. It's me, Sho." He stuttered slightly. Wincing at the way he sounded, he took a quick deep breath and let it out quietly, silently counting to 2. "I called to congratulate you on your new career."
"Ah! Thank you." Sho could hear Hikaru's bright smile over the phone and relaxed a bit further.
A pause.
"How are you doing, Sho-chan?" Hikaru's voice was soft and gentle.
"I'm doing okay." Sho twirled a few more strands of his jeans. "Nagi's being a jerk but that's not unusual."
Hikaru laughed. "Still mock-fighting on the set?"
"Of course. It wouldn't be us if we didn't fool around." Sho echoed his laugh, leaning back and away from the rip before he opened it further. He paused a few more moments before blurting out. "I miss working with you."
Once said, he could never take it back. Sho shut his eyes.
"I miss working with you too, Sho-chan." Hikaru's voice was wistful. "Are you sure you don't want to try modeling with me?"
Sho considered it. "I'll try? Maybe a few times with you?" He said tentatively.
"REALLY?!" Hikaru's response was electric.
Sho closed his eyes, his heartbeat erratic as he tried to mentally tell himself to calm the fuck down and be a professional, to keep his cool. He ruined it all by laughing slightly into the phone, thoroughly enjoying Hikaru's reaction. "Yes. But only if you go out with me on a real date."
"Okay." Came Hikaru's immediate response.
"Okay?" Sho echoed, eyes now wide as he sat up. "Okay! Umm."
Hikaru laughed softly. "Maa, I was waiting forever for Sho-chan to ask. Let's go tomorrow, okay? That yakiniku place we went to for your birthday? I feel like celebrating."
"Sure! I'll pick you up at 5pm, okay?" Sho smiled widely.
"Un. And Sho-chan?"
"Hmm?"
"I can hear your smile."
Sho grinned even harder, eyes closing to near slits of pleasure. "I can always hear yours."
With that, Sho hung up, clutching his phone to his chest.
"I see you found your balls again." Nagi's dry tones didn't even cut through the large goofy smile.
"Ha! I'll show you my balls later on." Sho stood up and dropped a quick kiss on Nagi's forehead before punching his shoulder.
"Good thing I like them, then." Nagi grinned, nudging Sho with his shoulder. "Congratulations. Now, time to show our kouhai exactly how to be nice to the senpai."