Samurai Flamenco - Ink [Gotoyoshi]
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scriveynerTitle: Ink
Fandom: Samurai Flamenco
Characters/Pairing: Gotou/Masayoshi
Rating: T
Length: 325
Summary: Gotou didn't even open his eyes, he just shoved Masayoshi out of the bed and buried his head under the pillow, going straight back to sleep.
What really sucked was when Masayoshi had to wake up extra-early because some photographer wanted to do a sunrise publicity shoot and he completely forgot about it until his alarm went off at quarter till four in the morning. Gotou didn’t even open his eyes, he just shoved Masayoshi out of bed and buried his head under the pillow, going straight back to sleep.
Masayoshi stood under the shower head and tried to wake up. He was sore - it was a good kind of sore, though, and not the sort that would inhibit him at work - and as he washed himself he realized that they had been a little bit rougher last night than he remembered.
He brushed his hand down the inside of his thigh, over the darkening bruises there and smiled. Gotou would be so upset if he saw them, he hated the thought of hurting Masayoshi in the slightest. The bruises didn’t hurt though, not anymore than his hips did - it was hard getting through to Gotou that he wasn’t fragile, that he wasn’t something that would break easily and he could take pretty much anything Gotou threw at him. Maybe Gotou was finally starting to understand that.
The water ran cold and Masayoshi remembered he really didn’t have that much time to be philosophical in the bath. If he didn’t get to the pick-up point Ishihara WOULD come bang on Gotou’s door, and if Masayoshi was still in the bathroom Gotou WOULD answer the door naked and growling and he wouldn’t be able to look Ishihara in the eye for a week.
He hurriedly dried his head and got dressed - Gotou muttered something so Masayoshi lifted the pillow and kissed the top of Gotou’s sleepy head. “Love you,” he said, and grinned.
Fandom: Samurai Flamenco
Characters/Pairing: Gotou/Masayoshi
Rating: T
Length: 325
Summary: Gotou didn't even open his eyes, he just shoved Masayoshi out of the bed and buried his head under the pillow, going straight back to sleep.
What really sucked was when Masayoshi had to wake up extra-early because some photographer wanted to do a sunrise publicity shoot and he completely forgot about it until his alarm went off at quarter till four in the morning. Gotou didn’t even open his eyes, he just shoved Masayoshi out of bed and buried his head under the pillow, going straight back to sleep.
Masayoshi stood under the shower head and tried to wake up. He was sore - it was a good kind of sore, though, and not the sort that would inhibit him at work - and as he washed himself he realized that they had been a little bit rougher last night than he remembered.
He brushed his hand down the inside of his thigh, over the darkening bruises there and smiled. Gotou would be so upset if he saw them, he hated the thought of hurting Masayoshi in the slightest. The bruises didn’t hurt though, not anymore than his hips did - it was hard getting through to Gotou that he wasn’t fragile, that he wasn’t something that would break easily and he could take pretty much anything Gotou threw at him. Maybe Gotou was finally starting to understand that.
The water ran cold and Masayoshi remembered he really didn’t have that much time to be philosophical in the bath. If he didn’t get to the pick-up point Ishihara WOULD come bang on Gotou’s door, and if Masayoshi was still in the bathroom Gotou WOULD answer the door naked and growling and he wouldn’t be able to look Ishihara in the eye for a week.
He hurriedly dried his head and got dressed - Gotou muttered something so Masayoshi lifted the pillow and kissed the top of Gotou’s sleepy head. “Love you,” he said, and grinned.
