So... I wrote a couple drabbles... first ones! hope you enjoy them...
Pairing: PiN
Genre: Crack
Rating: G
Summary: After Hanamaru Cafe, Pi gets a call (?)
Disclaimer: I do not own nothing here... -sad, but true-
Notes: Inspired by
this vid He had just finished his appearance on Hanamaru Café. Actually he was a bit tired, it was too soon in the morning, and of course, the full Troop had had party last night, so all Yamapi wanted at that moment was drive home and sleep. Sleep until the next day, if possible.
But of course, it was impossible, and not even five minutes after turn on his cell phone, there was it, another call. It was Bakanishi, again.
“What the hell do you want now?” asked Pi “We have just seen each other three fuckin’ hours ago!”
“Am I your boyfriend?” Impersonated the other one in the phone “YES! YOU ARE, ASSHOLE!” and then hung up, leaving Pi with a stupid smile on his face, looking at his phone.
Pairing: RyoPi
Genre: fluff...maybe?
Rating: PG
Summary: Ryo wants some help on cleaning
Disclaimer: I do not own nothing here... -sad, but true-
It was around 9 in the morning when Ryo had to open the door, finding a breathless Yamapi who was leaning on the wall.
“I’m here” gasped the younger “What happen?”
Ryo smirked, letting his friend enter the house without a word until the taller put off his jacket and shoes. “Today’s Sunday, is my cleaning day!”
Yamapi followed the elder to the living, watching all the mess around them, raising an eyebrow. “So... what?” asked eyeing Ryo
“So… you’re going to help me today!” Smirked again the shorter, and Pi shook furiously his head.
“No way! Why should I do it?”
“Easy. This is your entire fault. It was YOU who wanted to party yesterday”
“But when YOU come to my place to party I don’t use your help to clean it up the next day!” exclaimed Yamapi.
“That’s because the one who always wants to party at your place is Jin, not me. So you’ll help me, anyway, you’re already here, ne?”
Yamapi then put a too-much-sweet smile on his face “Ok. I’ll help you if you pay me… with a kiss” because that way Ryo never would accept his help, and he knew it “So, no deal, right? I’m going home!”
So he was leaving the flat, putting on his jacket, when Ryo grabbed his arm to softly kiss him, first with warm, sweet lips, and then, when the other responded, the soft lips became eager mouth, teeth, tongue, need, and the hand around his arm found they way to land on his back, around his neck. And the younger responded in the same way, with so much desire on the kiss he thought he would never have, his arms around Ryo’s waist.
Then the elder split aiming for much needed air, licking his lips. “Here you have your kiss. Now move your ass again inside my living room and clean.”
That’s the way Ryo has always have help for his Cleaning Sundays, for such a reasonable price.
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