Fanfic: Sleeping
Title: Sleeping
Author: yume16
Disclaimer: The plot is mine...but not the boys *sob*
Beta: blursakana
Pairing(s): Hirosuke
Rating: PG
Genre: uhm, I am not sure
Warnings: extremly short
Summary: It's too short for a summary
Author Notes: I found this and figured I could post it.
Sleeping
He loved to sleep. Even more so if Fujigaya was in his bed.
Sometimes it happened. He never asked the other to come over nor did the other ask if he could. They just went together and ended up in bed.
One might think they did there something more than sleeping, but they did not.
They just slept.
He had already asked himself many times why Fujigaya of all people. The other was annoying and loud.
Moreover, it wasn't because he was particularly warm. It was always he himself who had to warm the other up and made him wonder if the other used him as some kind of heating.
Fujigaya wasn’t comfortable either. He was edgy and bony and not at all nice to snuggle with.
Nevertheless the nights with Fujigaya tucked in next to him were the best. He had tried to sleep in bed with some other people just for the hell of it, but it was not the same. And he certainly could not sleep as well.
There were no cold toes bumping his feet, no annoying voice demanding for more of the blanket, nor a body unwillingly curling around his.
The others were always warm, nice and more than happy to snuggle with him.
Fujigaya was different.
He looked down at the sleeping form of the other. Having, his face buried in his shirt, toes covered by the socks he always put on the other after he had shock frosted his poor feet a few times and his elbow digging slightly in his tummy.
It was not nice at all…but somehow just right.
Author: yume16
Disclaimer: The plot is mine...but not the boys *sob*
Beta: blursakana
Pairing(s): Hirosuke
Rating: PG
Genre: uhm, I am not sure
Warnings: extremly short
Summary: It's too short for a summary
Author Notes: I found this and figured I could post it.
Sleeping
He loved to sleep. Even more so if Fujigaya was in his bed.
Sometimes it happened. He never asked the other to come over nor did the other ask if he could. They just went together and ended up in bed.
One might think they did there something more than sleeping, but they did not.
They just slept.
He had already asked himself many times why Fujigaya of all people. The other was annoying and loud.
Moreover, it wasn't because he was particularly warm. It was always he himself who had to warm the other up and made him wonder if the other used him as some kind of heating.
Fujigaya wasn’t comfortable either. He was edgy and bony and not at all nice to snuggle with.
Nevertheless the nights with Fujigaya tucked in next to him were the best. He had tried to sleep in bed with some other people just for the hell of it, but it was not the same. And he certainly could not sleep as well.
There were no cold toes bumping his feet, no annoying voice demanding for more of the blanket, nor a body unwillingly curling around his.
The others were always warm, nice and more than happy to snuggle with him.
Fujigaya was different.
He looked down at the sleeping form of the other. Having, his face buried in his shirt, toes covered by the socks he always put on the other after he had shock frosted his poor feet a few times and his elbow digging slightly in his tummy.
It was not nice at all…but somehow just right.