DRABBLES [JE - Ryo/Uchi - PG]
Some 10 minute drabbles I did with swtjemz and tinyangl.
Kamika's drabbles
Jemz's drabbles
alskdfjalskdjaf DON'T EXPECT ANYTHING. :O
But its
HIPS. PILLOW. HEART.
When the pillow hit him upside the head, Uchi dove, tackling Ryo around the waist. They both fell backwards, off the bed with a thud and an "Ooof!" and a very distinct "OW!" Laughter broke out after a few moments of struggle, wherein Uchi shoved Ryo's face into the carpet on the floor, earning him a nice red brushburn on his cheek. Ryo flipped them over, comforter tangled around them, pinned Uchi down and began to tickle him. "STOP STOP STOP STOP STOPSTOPSTOPSTOOOOOOOOOOOP! Ryooooo. Stop. I swear." Uchi's voice was breathless as he twisted his hips and kicked his legs, trying to gain leverage to get Ryo off of him. But Ryo, despite being smaller, was also very talented at holding Uchi down and Uchi was extremely ticklish. Uchi plotted his ultimate demise, yanking the sheets to make Ryo lose his balance. He fell against Uchi's chest, heart beating wildly beneath his ribs.
TEA. GLOVES. SORRY.
Uchi could feel Ryo's breath against his face, hot and panting. He smiled and thought about lifting his arms to push Ryo over but he was too tired for any sort of effort and there was something about the way Ryo's body pressed against his own. Uchi didn't think he minded it at all. He tried steadying his breathing, wishing for something to drink. His mouth was dry and he was sweating slightly. They stayed that way as the seconds stretched into minutes and they both relaxed more and more. Ryo's breath smelled faintly of tea and Uchi's heart almost skipped when Ryo started to move. Uchi's grip on Ryo was reflexive, grabbing on to the parts of Ryo's shirt he could reach, preventing him from pulling away. Ryo's head hit Uchi's chin when he realised how hard he held. "Sorry," they both mumbled.
BUNNY. PUPPY. SHOE.
When Uchi returned to the Jimusho for his first official day back as part of his groups, he arrived with Ryo. He slipped his hand into Ryo's as soon as they passed the threshhold, Uchi tripping slightly as his shoe caught on something. Ryo could feel the nervousness in Uchi's grip: his palm, warm and damp. Ryo squeezed in reassurance and Uchi squeezed back, trying to stop the shaking. He turned his head to look up at Uchi, a small smile playing on his lips. "Just stay with me," he whispered. "You'll be fine."
Uchi took a deep, uneven breath as he stared back at Ryo. "Don't leave me," he said suddenly before shaking his head, and laughing slightly at himself for being so childish.
"Why would I do that?"
Kamika's drabbles
Jemz's drabbles
alskdfjalskdjaf DON'T EXPECT ANYTHING. :O
But its
HIPS. PILLOW. HEART.
When the pillow hit him upside the head, Uchi dove, tackling Ryo around the waist. They both fell backwards, off the bed with a thud and an "Ooof!" and a very distinct "OW!" Laughter broke out after a few moments of struggle, wherein Uchi shoved Ryo's face into the carpet on the floor, earning him a nice red brushburn on his cheek. Ryo flipped them over, comforter tangled around them, pinned Uchi down and began to tickle him. "STOP STOP STOP STOP STOPSTOPSTOPSTOOOOOOOOOOOP! Ryooooo. Stop. I swear." Uchi's voice was breathless as he twisted his hips and kicked his legs, trying to gain leverage to get Ryo off of him. But Ryo, despite being smaller, was also very talented at holding Uchi down and Uchi was extremely ticklish. Uchi plotted his ultimate demise, yanking the sheets to make Ryo lose his balance. He fell against Uchi's chest, heart beating wildly beneath his ribs.
TEA. GLOVES. SORRY.
Uchi could feel Ryo's breath against his face, hot and panting. He smiled and thought about lifting his arms to push Ryo over but he was too tired for any sort of effort and there was something about the way Ryo's body pressed against his own. Uchi didn't think he minded it at all. He tried steadying his breathing, wishing for something to drink. His mouth was dry and he was sweating slightly. They stayed that way as the seconds stretched into minutes and they both relaxed more and more. Ryo's breath smelled faintly of tea and Uchi's heart almost skipped when Ryo started to move. Uchi's grip on Ryo was reflexive, grabbing on to the parts of Ryo's shirt he could reach, preventing him from pulling away. Ryo's head hit Uchi's chin when he realised how hard he held. "Sorry," they both mumbled.
BUNNY. PUPPY. SHOE.
When Uchi returned to the Jimusho for his first official day back as part of his groups, he arrived with Ryo. He slipped his hand into Ryo's as soon as they passed the threshhold, Uchi tripping slightly as his shoe caught on something. Ryo could feel the nervousness in Uchi's grip: his palm, warm and damp. Ryo squeezed in reassurance and Uchi squeezed back, trying to stop the shaking. He turned his head to look up at Uchi, a small smile playing on his lips. "Just stay with me," he whispered. "You'll be fine."
Uchi took a deep, uneven breath as he stared back at Ryo. "Don't leave me," he said suddenly before shaking his head, and laughing slightly at himself for being so childish.
"Why would I do that?"