May Day, May Day
Title: May Day, May Day
Rating: G
Pairing: Jesse/Hokuto
Warnings and A/N: So, um. This fic is a very random drabble. I wrote it on the May 1st when my friends and I were celebrating Vappu together i.e., we were all more or less drunk. They told me to write something, kept yelling me names and inspirational words and this is the result of it all. So basically I can just put the whole responsibility of this thing on my beloved angry people. :P
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”A hand job! It could work!”
What followed Juri's triumphant cry was the deepest silence Shintaro had heard (or not heard) on the whole day. It was as if the whole dressing room had frozen for half a second.
”Juri, no,” Kouchi said firmly and shook his head. ”Just no.”
”But maybe it would cheer him up? I mean, just look at his face. That's the face of a man who hasn't been getting any in a long time.”
”As if any of us has ever gotten any,” Jesse chuckled from behind his math book and frowned when a new, even deeper silence spread across the room. “What are you staring at?”
“Are you really saying you haven't gotten any? I mean, never ever?” Juri confirmed and looked like he was trying to suppress a roaring laughter. “Even Shintaro has done it!”
“Oi,” Shintaro said with a frown, “why 'even' me?”
“Come on Jess! You've been dating him for three damn weeks and you say you haven't gotten a hand job? Has he even kissed you yet?” Juri exclaimed, waving his hands in the air and Shintaro decided it was safer to move his bottle of mango juice into a safer place.
“He has, if you have to know,” Jesse snorted and tried to hide his burning face behind the book he was holding.
“No wonder he's been so upset lately!” Juri accused and crossed his arms on his chest. “He obviously needs to get laid as soon as possible.”
“Shut up,” Jesse growled, his cheeks burning of embarrassment, and threw Juri with his eraser.
“Ouch!” Juri whined and rubbed his forehead with his hand, “Damn you brat, you should appreciate my sincere advice!”
“Your sincerity is a relative concept,” Jesse pointed out.
“That's it, this is war!” Juri said and threw himself over Jesse, pulling him into a rough wrestling match on the floor. Taiga and Kouchi moved to sit on the back rest of the dressing room sofa and followed the match, setting bets on who would win while Juri and Jesse did their best to beat the other. The earlier silence was just a distant memory as the noise levels in the room kept rising when Taiga and Kouchi started to cheer on them with loud voices mixed with amused laughter.
“What's going on here?” Hokuto asked in confusion when he stepped inside the room and stopped at the door, staring at Juri and Jesse who were still rolling on the floor, and Taiga and Kouchi who were doing nothing to stop what would have looked like a heated fight if the boys hadn't been laughing at the same time.
“In fact, I think it's partly your fault,” Shintaro said with a wide grin and patted Hokuto's shoulder, “It wouldn't have happened if you had taken care of your responsibilities as a boyfriend.”
Rating: G
Pairing: Jesse/Hokuto
Warnings and A/N: So, um. This fic is a very random drabble. I wrote it on the May 1st when my friends and I were celebrating Vappu together i.e., we were all more or less drunk. They told me to write something, kept yelling me names and inspirational words and this is the result of it all. So basically I can just put the whole responsibility of this thing on my beloved angry people. :P
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”A hand job! It could work!”
What followed Juri's triumphant cry was the deepest silence Shintaro had heard (or not heard) on the whole day. It was as if the whole dressing room had frozen for half a second.
”Juri, no,” Kouchi said firmly and shook his head. ”Just no.”
”But maybe it would cheer him up? I mean, just look at his face. That's the face of a man who hasn't been getting any in a long time.”
”As if any of us has ever gotten any,” Jesse chuckled from behind his math book and frowned when a new, even deeper silence spread across the room. “What are you staring at?”
“Are you really saying you haven't gotten any? I mean, never ever?” Juri confirmed and looked like he was trying to suppress a roaring laughter. “Even Shintaro has done it!”
“Oi,” Shintaro said with a frown, “why 'even' me?”
“Come on Jess! You've been dating him for three damn weeks and you say you haven't gotten a hand job? Has he even kissed you yet?” Juri exclaimed, waving his hands in the air and Shintaro decided it was safer to move his bottle of mango juice into a safer place.
“He has, if you have to know,” Jesse snorted and tried to hide his burning face behind the book he was holding.
“No wonder he's been so upset lately!” Juri accused and crossed his arms on his chest. “He obviously needs to get laid as soon as possible.”
“Shut up,” Jesse growled, his cheeks burning of embarrassment, and threw Juri with his eraser.
“Ouch!” Juri whined and rubbed his forehead with his hand, “Damn you brat, you should appreciate my sincere advice!”
“Your sincerity is a relative concept,” Jesse pointed out.
“That's it, this is war!” Juri said and threw himself over Jesse, pulling him into a rough wrestling match on the floor. Taiga and Kouchi moved to sit on the back rest of the dressing room sofa and followed the match, setting bets on who would win while Juri and Jesse did their best to beat the other. The earlier silence was just a distant memory as the noise levels in the room kept rising when Taiga and Kouchi started to cheer on them with loud voices mixed with amused laughter.
“What's going on here?” Hokuto asked in confusion when he stepped inside the room and stopped at the door, staring at Juri and Jesse who were still rolling on the floor, and Taiga and Kouchi who were doing nothing to stop what would have looked like a heated fight if the boys hadn't been laughing at the same time.
“In fact, I think it's partly your fault,” Shintaro said with a wide grin and patted Hokuto's shoulder, “It wouldn't have happened if you had taken care of your responsibilities as a boyfriend.”