[drabble] Of Shots and Smirks + happy chinese new year!
Nothing starts off a new year like ryokame right? =P
Title: Why Uchi shouldn't let Ryo know that he has hot friends Of Shots and Smirks
Pairing: a pairing other than Ryokame ;) just kidding. Ryokame for sure. Like anything else ever happens around here.
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: Kyohei x Ryo. Sometimes, there's no denying that first attraction, and Ryo knows exactly what he wants.
Notes: lots of notes. Look under lj-cut for them.
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Okay, I'm going to start off by saying that this didn't start off as a drabble. This was initially part of my fic idea for Ryo's birthday, but I'll let you read and then i'll talk more about that in the author's notes down at the end. XDD However, because...of the weird way i wrote it, this drabble is essentially two parts with like a bit of time passing between each part.
edit: finally! A title! After a long - and a totally lol - debate about titles with Isa <3 thanks Isa <3
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01.
Lights in colours reminiscent of typical wild dreams of youth rained down upon the crowd entangled with itself within the dark walls of the building; there wasn’t a single person who was standing still, as the music pouring from the speakers made even the floor beneath the hundreds of pairs of feet seemed to vibrate with the rhythm and sheer intensity. Laughing, dancing, screaming, it seemed to all entwine into a single thing, with no distinction between each, at times even mixing to become one thing.
In the corner, sitting at the bar and watching all this, but yet, not withdrawn from it, with an amused expression, and a dark smirk, the dark haired man took a gulp of the shot glass in his hand. Not even a flinch cross his face at the bitter taste, and he set the glass back onto the table, before a look at the bartender behind him and he got yet another drink - a dark, honey coloured one this time, solid, sharp, cubes of ice resting settling in the drink like a rough bruise against soft skin.
It wasn’t long until he was approached, and his dark eyes looked even more amused, and he put his drink down. A smirk crossed his face as surveyed the two men standing in front of him; the first, he knew. The second, was unknown to him, but he swept his eyes over those silky looking dark brown locks and simply brown eyes - such ordinary features on their own, but made extraordinary by simply being the features of the man; those lips curled up in stark superior amusement.
“Hey, Hiroki,” he drawled to the one he knew, his friend, “Who’s your friend?” he asked suggestively, raising his eyebrows but in a tone that hinted that the ‘friend’ better just be a friend.
Hiroki brushed a strand of dark hair out of his eyes, as he smiled innocently, “Why? Jealous?” he asked with a raised eyebrow as well.
He rolled his eyes, “No.” he said, despite the fact that he was still staring at the other man as though he was shamelessly naked, plopped on a podium and on display in an art museum.
He could see the other man slowly still smirking, but he knew better than to believe that; this stranger was probably a master at hiding his true emotions, when they didn’t suit him; he would clam up if he was upset, he would hide a much too happy face behind a nonchalant façade, and he would hide attraction and love until it was dragged kicking and screaming out into the open.
“This is Kyohei.” Hiroki finally said, “Play nice.” He added.
“Ryo.” He said his own name, raising his glass and tilting it up for the other man to take. Instead of just taking it, however, he placed his hand over Ryo’s, and was tilting the glass with Ryo’s hand, so that he could finish the last of the drink.
Ryo’s smirk widened, and his eyes were practically dancing, “Kyohei, huh?” he said slowly. The other man had yanked his hand away, beginning to hide away that forward, attractive, part of himself, but Ryo was determined to grab onto that now that he had seen it, and he grabbed the man’s hand before he could finish the glass. He shot him a dazzling smile, “If you finish that, you’ll have to buy me another.” He said in a disarmingly charming voice.
Kyohei stared at him for a long while, before he shoved the glass into Ryo’s hand, and walked off.
Hiroki raised an eyebrow at Ryo, “So, what will you do for company tonight?” he asked with a roll of his eyes, “Now that you’ve chased my friend away.”
Ryo simply smirked and followed, “Pick him up in the morning.” He said with a confident grin.
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02.
Ryo had continued to go to that same bar, as usual, but this time, he had been looking for that friend of Hiroki’s; Kyohei was everything that Ryo had predicted he’d be, but at the same time, so very different. It was almost as though Kyohei had a persona he shed and let go of when he was under Ryo’s hold, when their bodies were entwined together.
And Ryo bared his lips in a grin when he saw the familiar head of dark brown hair.
“So,” he said, leaning in to say in low tones against the younger man’s ear, “Fancy seeing you here again.”
Kyohei turned around, and he had a glare on his face, but Ryo was already used to that expression on the younger man’s features; the superior, ‘do what I want’ attitude that Kyohei had. It didn’t scare him though, it was such an obvious front to hide any and all hurt that came his way.
“Or maybe, you were looking for me,” Ryo said suggestively.
Kyohei rolled his eyes, “Are you stupid?” he asked, immediately covering up any embarrassment that Ryo had been looking to draw out. But the fact that he had hid it so well so quickly let Ryo onto the fact that he had at least expected it, and Ryo’s smirk widened.
“Not at all.”
“And get off,” Kyohei said, finally unable to withstand the urge to hide the embarrassment and showed it, looking flustered as he pushed Ryo away.
Ryo’s dark eyes were alit with amusement, “So, did Hiroki come pick you up that night, or did you walk home. I could have driven you home, you know.”
“Oh yes, because I’m sure you drive all your one night stands home.” Kyohei snapped.
Ryo shrugged, “But they’re not as fun as you.” He added with a disarming grin.
Kyohei looked taken back for a moment, before he huffed, and then stared at Ryo before walking off again.
Ryo merely grinned and followed at a steady pace, “You do remember where this headed the last time you did this right?”
Silence.
“Shut up, I know.”
Ryo grinned, “Good.” He yanked lightly on strand of Kyohei’s dark brown hair, “Nice seeing you again, Kyohei.” He added, enjoying the annoyed look that crossed Kyohei’s face.
----- END --------
okay, i'm going to explain myself now. This was part of this fic idea i had for Ryo's birthday, involving a Jekyll and Hyde theme, in which Ryo has two personas, one of which he doesn't really remember what he does when he's in the other persona - essentially split personality disorder. In what i had written, there were a few scenes between the first and 2nd drabbles you see here; one of which shows that Kame is merely acting as Kyohei, and which Uchi is a accomplice in Kame's attempt to help Ryo i guess? Ryo's forgotten Kame for some traumatic reason, but he's still attracted to Kame no matter what name or which persona Kame uses. That was the whole idea of the fic, except it got really confusing, so I decided to stop writing and wrote Brown Eyes instead. But...yeah, i kinda found it again earlier today, and liked the scenes with Ryo and Kyohei, so i thought i'd post these as a sort of New Year's treat =P
So, speaking of that, happy chinese new year everyone! Now excuse me while i say stuff in Chinese :D Or more precisely, cantonese. :D
大家, 新年快樂! 恭喜發財! 恭喜大家...身體健康, 心想事成, 學業進步, 萬事如意! 開開心心過新年 OK? =P
Haha, I don't know how many people know chinese who read my fics, but if you're one of them, then great! :D but it applies to everyone too~~ :D (and if you want to know what it means, lol, just ask - I'd say it in English, but it feels weird writing it in english instead of chinese since i say it in chinese XD)
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! (and hope you liked the ryo x kyohei? =P)
p.s. i'm in a really hyper/silly mood this week XDDD so if i sound crazy/not serious at all this post, i'm sorry? XD
Title: Why Uchi shouldn't let Ryo know that he has hot friends Of Shots and Smirks
Pairing: a pairing other than Ryokame ;) just kidding. Ryokame for sure. Like anything else ever happens around here.
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: Kyohei x Ryo. Sometimes, there's no denying that first attraction, and Ryo knows exactly what he wants.
Notes: lots of notes. Look under lj-cut for them.
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Okay, I'm going to start off by saying that this didn't start off as a drabble. This was initially part of my fic idea for Ryo's birthday, but I'll let you read and then i'll talk more about that in the author's notes down at the end. XDD However, because...of the weird way i wrote it, this drabble is essentially two parts with like a bit of time passing between each part.
edit: finally! A title! After a long - and a totally lol - debate about titles with Isa <3 thanks Isa <3
--
01.
Lights in colours reminiscent of typical wild dreams of youth rained down upon the crowd entangled with itself within the dark walls of the building; there wasn’t a single person who was standing still, as the music pouring from the speakers made even the floor beneath the hundreds of pairs of feet seemed to vibrate with the rhythm and sheer intensity. Laughing, dancing, screaming, it seemed to all entwine into a single thing, with no distinction between each, at times even mixing to become one thing.
In the corner, sitting at the bar and watching all this, but yet, not withdrawn from it, with an amused expression, and a dark smirk, the dark haired man took a gulp of the shot glass in his hand. Not even a flinch cross his face at the bitter taste, and he set the glass back onto the table, before a look at the bartender behind him and he got yet another drink - a dark, honey coloured one this time, solid, sharp, cubes of ice resting settling in the drink like a rough bruise against soft skin.
It wasn’t long until he was approached, and his dark eyes looked even more amused, and he put his drink down. A smirk crossed his face as surveyed the two men standing in front of him; the first, he knew. The second, was unknown to him, but he swept his eyes over those silky looking dark brown locks and simply brown eyes - such ordinary features on their own, but made extraordinary by simply being the features of the man; those lips curled up in stark superior amusement.
“Hey, Hiroki,” he drawled to the one he knew, his friend, “Who’s your friend?” he asked suggestively, raising his eyebrows but in a tone that hinted that the ‘friend’ better just be a friend.
Hiroki brushed a strand of dark hair out of his eyes, as he smiled innocently, “Why? Jealous?” he asked with a raised eyebrow as well.
He rolled his eyes, “No.” he said, despite the fact that he was still staring at the other man as though he was shamelessly naked, plopped on a podium and on display in an art museum.
He could see the other man slowly still smirking, but he knew better than to believe that; this stranger was probably a master at hiding his true emotions, when they didn’t suit him; he would clam up if he was upset, he would hide a much too happy face behind a nonchalant façade, and he would hide attraction and love until it was dragged kicking and screaming out into the open.
“This is Kyohei.” Hiroki finally said, “Play nice.” He added.
“Ryo.” He said his own name, raising his glass and tilting it up for the other man to take. Instead of just taking it, however, he placed his hand over Ryo’s, and was tilting the glass with Ryo’s hand, so that he could finish the last of the drink.
Ryo’s smirk widened, and his eyes were practically dancing, “Kyohei, huh?” he said slowly. The other man had yanked his hand away, beginning to hide away that forward, attractive, part of himself, but Ryo was determined to grab onto that now that he had seen it, and he grabbed the man’s hand before he could finish the glass. He shot him a dazzling smile, “If you finish that, you’ll have to buy me another.” He said in a disarmingly charming voice.
Kyohei stared at him for a long while, before he shoved the glass into Ryo’s hand, and walked off.
Hiroki raised an eyebrow at Ryo, “So, what will you do for company tonight?” he asked with a roll of his eyes, “Now that you’ve chased my friend away.”
Ryo simply smirked and followed, “Pick him up in the morning.” He said with a confident grin.
* * *
02.
Ryo had continued to go to that same bar, as usual, but this time, he had been looking for that friend of Hiroki’s; Kyohei was everything that Ryo had predicted he’d be, but at the same time, so very different. It was almost as though Kyohei had a persona he shed and let go of when he was under Ryo’s hold, when their bodies were entwined together.
And Ryo bared his lips in a grin when he saw the familiar head of dark brown hair.
“So,” he said, leaning in to say in low tones against the younger man’s ear, “Fancy seeing you here again.”
Kyohei turned around, and he had a glare on his face, but Ryo was already used to that expression on the younger man’s features; the superior, ‘do what I want’ attitude that Kyohei had. It didn’t scare him though, it was such an obvious front to hide any and all hurt that came his way.
“Or maybe, you were looking for me,” Ryo said suggestively.
Kyohei rolled his eyes, “Are you stupid?” he asked, immediately covering up any embarrassment that Ryo had been looking to draw out. But the fact that he had hid it so well so quickly let Ryo onto the fact that he had at least expected it, and Ryo’s smirk widened.
“Not at all.”
“And get off,” Kyohei said, finally unable to withstand the urge to hide the embarrassment and showed it, looking flustered as he pushed Ryo away.
Ryo’s dark eyes were alit with amusement, “So, did Hiroki come pick you up that night, or did you walk home. I could have driven you home, you know.”
“Oh yes, because I’m sure you drive all your one night stands home.” Kyohei snapped.
Ryo shrugged, “But they’re not as fun as you.” He added with a disarming grin.
Kyohei looked taken back for a moment, before he huffed, and then stared at Ryo before walking off again.
Ryo merely grinned and followed at a steady pace, “You do remember where this headed the last time you did this right?”
Silence.
“Shut up, I know.”
Ryo grinned, “Good.” He yanked lightly on strand of Kyohei’s dark brown hair, “Nice seeing you again, Kyohei.” He added, enjoying the annoyed look that crossed Kyohei’s face.
----- END --------
okay, i'm going to explain myself now. This was part of this fic idea i had for Ryo's birthday, involving a Jekyll and Hyde theme, in which Ryo has two personas, one of which he doesn't really remember what he does when he's in the other persona - essentially split personality disorder. In what i had written, there were a few scenes between the first and 2nd drabbles you see here; one of which shows that Kame is merely acting as Kyohei, and which Uchi is a accomplice in Kame's attempt to help Ryo i guess? Ryo's forgotten Kame for some traumatic reason, but he's still attracted to Kame no matter what name or which persona Kame uses. That was the whole idea of the fic, except it got really confusing, so I decided to stop writing and wrote Brown Eyes instead. But...yeah, i kinda found it again earlier today, and liked the scenes with Ryo and Kyohei, so i thought i'd post these as a sort of New Year's treat =P
So, speaking of that, happy chinese new year everyone! Now excuse me while i say stuff in Chinese :D Or more precisely, cantonese. :D
大家, 新年快樂! 恭喜發財! 恭喜大家...身體健康, 心想事成, 學業進步, 萬事如意! 開開心心過新年 OK? =P
Haha, I don't know how many people know chinese who read my fics, but if you're one of them, then great! :D but it applies to everyone too~~ :D (and if you want to know what it means, lol, just ask - I'd say it in English, but it feels weird writing it in english instead of chinese since i say it in chinese XD)
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! (and hope you liked the ryo x kyohei? =P)
p.s. i'm in a really hyper/silly mood this week XDDD so if i sound crazy/not serious at all this post, i'm sorry? XD