so brownnod saw the makoto and rin ones for this series and was like hey, IF YOU DRAW A HARU ONE I WILL LICK UR EYEBROWS and I said OK, but not for the eyebrow licking.
ref, and as usual i fattened up the butt because these boys need bouncy booty.
there are 2 versions because I did the spanish mackerel one and then rainbowthinker said haru would lose his mind over a bikini with all varieties of mackerel on it so here it is, version 2
someday these may all be actually coloured and compiled so please let me know which version of haru’s bikini you guys prefer!
Pairing: Sousuke + Haru
Insp: brownnod's biker AU
Rating: G
Collection: (x)
Summary:
there is nothing beyond the road for them. sousuke closes his eyes to the swell of the highway, and pulls the brim of his cap down over his eyes.
haru's skin is a splash of bright colour against the faded brown of the steering wheel. through the thin white material of his shirt sousuke can see the sway of tails, the decorative fish swimming their way up haru's back. they're speeding down along coast in high noon, and haru's back is damp down the middle.
sousuke's skin feels sticky, and he shifts so that the sunlight falls away from his forearm. he fiddles with the dial until it picks up a soft twang of a guitar, and he leaves it alone. haru is still looking at the road, eyes unwavering in the light.
+
the nights are cool. the rooms themselves are nondescript and anonymous, which suits them just fine. haru crawls into sousuke's arms, settling in them and curling his legs up.
'your haircut looks stupid,' haru tells him, running his fingers through sousuke's fringe. 'you should have let me do it.' the memory comes back to sousuke in a flash-- it was haphazardly done in the morning two days ago, after a huge argument the night before. sousuke had stood before the mirror in the bathroom, the cold metal of the scissors pushing up against his skin.
'next time,' sousuke says, and lowers his head obligingly when haru pulls him into a kiss.
there will be a next time, and another time after that, as long as they don't run out of road.
--
Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it's been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it's all right.
