Samurai Flamenco - Bank Transactions [Gotoyoshi]

[scriveyner]

Title: bank transactions
Fandom: Samurai Flamenco
Characters/Pairing: Gotou/Masayoshi
Rating: T
Length: 354
Summary:

Masayoshi laid on his back on the futon shelf, phone held above his face as he scrolled his newsfeed. Gotou had been dozing on his bed when he arrived, and Masayoshi endeavored to put himself to bed as quietly at possible so as not to disturb him - although he had lingered, sitting on the shelf with the door open for a moment, watching the soft rise and fall of Gotou’s chest.

It was comforting, that Gotou was so close.

He still wasn’t prepared when Gotou slammed the closet door aside, one hand on the doorframe and clearly fit to be tied. Masayoshi dropped his phone square on his face, startled, as Gotou shook his finger at him. “You,” Gotou said, slightly out of breath, “are a MODEL.”

Masayoshi rubbed his forehead tenderly. “Yes…?” he said, squinting at Gotou’s outline, framed by the reflected light of the television. “I am, why?” Masayoshi flailed himself upright, eyes wide. “Did something happen?” He looked down at his phone, but didn’t see anything.

“No, I just-” Gotou’s voice had shifted, and settled into his normal tones. “Why are you here, Masayoshi?”

“You said I could stay here until I found an apartment!”

“You’re a model. You make good money.” Gotou leaned his weight against his hand on the door and was clearly trying to work through something that he wasn’t quite grasping. “You can afford so much more than this.”

Masayoshi said, his voice wavering slightly, “do you want me to leave, Gotou-san?”

Gotou blinked once, twice. He rubbed his forehead and straightened. “No, I was afr…” His voice stuttered, stopped. “Nevermind. You’re fine. It’s fine.” He let out a small huff and shuffled backward, apologetic. “Sorry I woke you.”

Masayoshi leaned slightly out of the closet. “Gotou-san?”

“Go back to sleep, Masayoshi.”