Title: Mint Love
Author: M snowym
Warnings: Just a kiss. Pretty tame ^^;.
Word Count: 444
#15b ~ Worst pick up line for 30_cracks
Note: Un-beta'd. Title stolen from chibimono, I haven't even told her yet as I post this ^^;. Forgive me! *bows deeply* Your dj-fic title generating is truly wonderful ^^.
Special thanks: disutansu,chibimono, and kishmet are always causing random fic ideas to pop into my head with our scary conversations ^^. I blame chibimono for this one though. *points!*
“Just use it.”
“It’s unhygienic otherwise.”
“It’s unhygienic anyway.”
Kaidoh had never said no to his senpai so many times before, but he wasn’t about to do what what he was suggesting. It was just... wrong. You’re not supposed to do things like that, everyone knew. Why didn’t Inui?
Inui once again proffered the toothbrush to Kaidoh. About two inches from his nose. Kaidoh’s eyes crossed just a little bit, looking at it. Green handle and bristles. Green toothpaste on the tip. It made him wonder if Inui’s shampoo and soap were green too.
“I said no,” Kaidoh said, lightly swinging his legs from his perch on the bathroom counter.
“You’re wearing my pajamas, I don’t see how this is any more harmful,” Inui retaliated.
“I didn’t know I was going to be spending the night. Its not my fault.” Kaidoh tugged on the white cotton pants which fell past his toes. He blushed, pulling up the collar of the shirt, when he realized it had fallen off his shoulder. Dammit, Inui was too tall for his own good.
“Just think of it as an indirect kiss.”
“As a... what?” Kaidoh blushed fiercely, fingers clutching the edge of the counter. “...baka.” He was sure his face was on fire. Inui always was able to say something that caused his skin to flush.
‘Kaidoh’s blushing... kawaii...’ Inui stepped up to the counter, right in front of Kaidoh. “An indirect kiss,” he repeated, running his hands over Kaidoh’s cotton-clad knees. “Although, I prefer direct kisses by far.”
Inui leaned in, brushing their foreheads together. Kaidoh’s eyes slid shut with a sigh. Leaning forward the last few centimeters, senpai claimed the lips of his kouhai. Kaidoh wrapped his arms around Inui’s neck, pulling him closer. After a few moments, their mouths pulled apart, although they stayed close together, breaths mingling.
“I don’t see the problem,” Inui whispered, lips moving to lick a line across the shell of Kaidoh’s ear, “you’ve had far worse things of mine in that mouth of yours than just a toothbrush.” At the sight of Kaidoh’s eyes widening in mortification, Inui made a speedy getaway, darting around the corner and towards his own bedroom.
“Baka Inui-senpai!” Kaidoh called, banging his fists on the counter. Hopping off the surface, he chased after him. No way Inui could get away with saying something like that. ‘Even if it was true,’ Kaidoh thought embarassedly, a blush staining his cheeks.
As Kaidoh ran past, the toothbrush was knocked off the counter. Once the object of an intense debate, it clattered onto the linoleum, toothpaste down, unnoticed by anyone. Hygienics could wait.