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[ohkura/yoko] Under the stars
Title: Under the stars
Pairing: Ohkura/Yoko
Rating: PG-13
Words: 330
Prompt: Laying underneath the stars, strung out and feeling great.
A/N: For![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
girlearthless.
Yoko thinks Ohkura’s asleep again. That boy, he falls asleep anywhere.
Yoko thinks it’s cute (so does everyone else, really).
He relaxes, letting the tension seep from his bones through his flesh into the earth. He lies with arms and feet splayed in the middle of the field, breathing in the moisture-laced air of the midsummer night.
Both of them are still warm from the bit of sake they had earlier at the restaurant. Yoko made sure it wasn’t too much – a drunk Ohkura at tomorrow’s show would be hot, but very much out of time with everyone else. Ohkura’s cheeks have a soft pink flush, his lips red and lush in the soft light from a distant streetlamp. Yoko blushes a little at the thought that comes to his head, so he has to turn his face, feeling the cool press of grass against his right cheek. “Kiss him”, it instructed.
“No,” Yoko says back. He startles when Ohkura heaves a sigh and opens his eyes and catches him staring.
“I wasn’t sleeping, you know.” Ohkura stifles a yawn and drawls, words fusing together, “Ahh, this feels so good!”
He rolls lazily onto his side, body angled towards Yoko, one arm flopping limply across Yoko’s chest. Yoko has to resists the urge to shove him off, but he doesn’t know what possessed him to yank Ohkura’s hand instead, until he has the younger man draped over his own chest.
Ohkura lets Yoko manhandle him, and just rests his head on Yoko’s shoulder, hair tickling Yoko’s chin. He falls asleep this time.
*
When the cold chill of the night finally settles onto them, Yoko opens his eyes to the stars and gently nudges Ohkura awake.
For a moment, all his can see is Ohkura's messy hair and all he can feel is the freezing hard earth behind his back as the boy makes to get up. Then, Ohkura leans in to kiss him, and the world is warm again.
Pairing: Ohkura/Yoko
Rating: PG-13
Words: 330
Prompt: Laying underneath the stars, strung out and feeling great.
A/N: For
girlearthless.Yoko thinks Ohkura’s asleep again. That boy, he falls asleep anywhere.
Yoko thinks it’s cute (so does everyone else, really).
He relaxes, letting the tension seep from his bones through his flesh into the earth. He lies with arms and feet splayed in the middle of the field, breathing in the moisture-laced air of the midsummer night.
Both of them are still warm from the bit of sake they had earlier at the restaurant. Yoko made sure it wasn’t too much – a drunk Ohkura at tomorrow’s show would be hot, but very much out of time with everyone else. Ohkura’s cheeks have a soft pink flush, his lips red and lush in the soft light from a distant streetlamp. Yoko blushes a little at the thought that comes to his head, so he has to turn his face, feeling the cool press of grass against his right cheek. “Kiss him”, it instructed.
“No,” Yoko says back. He startles when Ohkura heaves a sigh and opens his eyes and catches him staring.
“I wasn’t sleeping, you know.” Ohkura stifles a yawn and drawls, words fusing together, “Ahh, this feels so good!”
He rolls lazily onto his side, body angled towards Yoko, one arm flopping limply across Yoko’s chest. Yoko has to resists the urge to shove him off, but he doesn’t know what possessed him to yank Ohkura’s hand instead, until he has the younger man draped over his own chest.
Ohkura lets Yoko manhandle him, and just rests his head on Yoko’s shoulder, hair tickling Yoko’s chin. He falls asleep this time.
When the cold chill of the night finally settles onto them, Yoko opens his eyes to the stars and gently nudges Ohkura awake.
For a moment, all his can see is Ohkura's messy hair and all he can feel is the freezing hard earth behind his back as the boy makes to get up. Then, Ohkura leans in to kiss him, and the world is warm again.