[FIC] - Mingle - Ruki/Reita - PG-13 - Oneshot
Title: Mingle
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance
Pairings: Ruki/Reita
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: Just a scene.
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Between thumb and forefinger Reita held a freshly bleached blond strand in front of his eyes. It still smelled fresh. He liked that smell. He dropped the strand, feeling the hair slide down his forehead to mingle with the rest somewhere close to his ear.
There was another smell. Sex. He released a breath he didn't remember holding. Sex. Reita turned his head to glimpse at the man dozing next to him on the bed. As it seemed Ruki slept with his lips slightly parted. With one hand tugged beneath the pillow. One foot wasn't covered with the blanket and Reita pondered if he should sit up and fix it. That would wake up Ruki, wouldn't it? He kept lying still, watching the smaller man breathe and move his thin brows oh so slightly.
Ruki hadn't told him to leave. He didn't say he could stay, either. And good Gods, blond looked great on the other man. He felt tempted to reach out and touch it, being so soft from bleach. There had been enough temptation that night already. He had given in. To a man. Uruha would never let him live that down. He had already teased him when he asked for Ruki's phone number he failed to write down the last time they met.
Uruha didn't have to know he was right about his motives.
Yes, he had been interested. More than music-wise. More than friendship-wise. And now the smell of bleach and sex mingled with Ruki's perfume and clouded Reita's thoughts until he got lost in the simplicity of watching the younger sleep.
He decided to stay.
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Bleeeeegh. I have no idea if anyone could get what this was about.
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance
Pairings: Ruki/Reita
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: Just a scene.
Rainchaser's Archive
______________________________
Between thumb and forefinger Reita held a freshly bleached blond strand in front of his eyes. It still smelled fresh. He liked that smell. He dropped the strand, feeling the hair slide down his forehead to mingle with the rest somewhere close to his ear.
There was another smell. Sex. He released a breath he didn't remember holding. Sex. Reita turned his head to glimpse at the man dozing next to him on the bed. As it seemed Ruki slept with his lips slightly parted. With one hand tugged beneath the pillow. One foot wasn't covered with the blanket and Reita pondered if he should sit up and fix it. That would wake up Ruki, wouldn't it? He kept lying still, watching the smaller man breathe and move his thin brows oh so slightly.
Ruki hadn't told him to leave. He didn't say he could stay, either. And good Gods, blond looked great on the other man. He felt tempted to reach out and touch it, being so soft from bleach. There had been enough temptation that night already. He had given in. To a man. Uruha would never let him live that down. He had already teased him when he asked for Ruki's phone number he failed to write down the last time they met.
Uruha didn't have to know he was right about his motives.
Yes, he had been interested. More than music-wise. More than friendship-wise. And now the smell of bleach and sex mingled with Ruki's perfume and clouded Reita's thoughts until he got lost in the simplicity of watching the younger sleep.
He decided to stay.
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Bleeeeegh. I have no idea if anyone could get what this was about.