Fandom: DRRR
Pairing/Characters: DotaShizu (Kadota and Shizuo)
Summary: Shizuo, as usual, is still too strong for his own good, but at least Kadota is a pretty durable guy himself.
Notes: Someone help kadota kyohei. I’m sorry i’m really bad at this ‘doing things’ thing, whatever i owe, i’ll try and finish. thank you to everyone who reads the things I write ;;;;
AO3/ FF link to come
“Ah…. That hurt…”
He laid on the floor, and stared up at the ceiling.
He just got kicked in the face.
By Shizuo.
Shizuo, his long time boyfriend.
Who kicked him
In the face.
Because ‘it tickled’.
He didn't know if he was bleeding or not, but it sure knocked the wind out of Kadota.
Was that a loose tooth?
“Ah…. Didn’t know you were that ticklish—“
“S-Sorry…” Shizuo spoke up, a bit stunned at how hard he must have kicked Kadota considering he fell off the bed altogether. He felt a mix of dread with a slight hint of pride that he didn’t send his boyfriend into the next building.
All he had done was kissed Shizuo’s foot.
Playfully, and all in good fun but.
“Aaah...” Kadota groaned again, looking at the wall where he made impact. He
was admittedly sore, and he doesn’t think he broke anything.
But he really didn’t want to get up to check and so.
He stayed on the ground in resignation. There was a minute of silence until Shizuo chose to break it.
“Oi, Kadota, you ok?” Shizuo made his way to the other end of the bed, closer to where Kadota laid, and draped an arm over the edge, so now his hand was close to Kadota’s face. Kadota, seeing that hand out of the corner of his eye, turned his head and stared at it for a few seconds, before lazily taking it and kissing it, bit by bit. Fingertips, knuckles, palm, back of the hand, the joints of his fingers that Kadota was pretty sure had a name, but he couldn’t quite remember, and wherever else he felt like kissing, too. Shizuo, for what his hands are capable of, has very slender, smooth and soft hands, a huge contrast from the roughness of Kadota’s. And of course, with all this cheesy kissing, Shizuo’s ears got red (while he’d prefer to see Shizuo’s face, the blond had his face buried in the bed, probably due to how flustered he was, which Kadota found himself not minding after realizing said flustered-ness, and smiled against Shizuo’s skin).
“What the hell do you think you’re doin’....” Shizuo mumbled,
“Well I gotta finish what I started, yeah? Your hand’s not ticklish, right?”
“Then just kiss my face already you idiot.”
“That’s not how you properly tease someone though, Shizuo.”
“Tch-” Shizuo scoffed, face flushed and glancing away from Kadota, who was still holding and kissing his hand. “Just get up here you idiot.”
“Mmmn…. I don’t very much want to….” Kadota was, though he didn’t really want to admit it, afraid he hurt something worse than it felt. Shizuo wouldn’t have wanted to break Kadota (he didn’t even want to kick him as he did, and so it’d be even worse if Shizuo had broken his boyfriend). “I’m kinda sore…-” He half-lied.
So Shizuo being Shizuo did what he thought was logical.
Grabbing Kadota by the wrist, he pulled his fallen boyfriend up onto the bed in one fluid motion.
“Hey!-” Kadota all but yelped at being essentially thrown and flipped up onto the bed.
Landing hard on his back, he groaned again.
“Aaah… Shizuo I love you but this is too much for me…-” He sighed, staring at Shizuo.
“You’re not too hurt, are you?”
“Nah…. just sore.”
“Good…-”
They stared at each other for a few seconds.
And then Kadota decided to suck it up, and move so that him and Shizuo were next to each other, face to face, before smiling lightly and planting a small kiss on Shizuo’s lips, which Shizuo happily returned. They parted for a brief second.
shizuo lets his hair go wild and who's there to do it up naice but kyo I dunno if I'll finish this cause sometimes it feels like sumi and I are the only ones who ship it but yeah :,,,,,, D
Series: Durarara!!
Characters: Shizuo Heiwaijma x Kyohei Kadota
Word Count: 574
Napping in the car wasn’t usual for the beanie-clad brunet, however it wasn’t unheard of; he had long nights where he was tired the next day, and he did fall asleep in the van when it was quiet and the others were absent, out buying some merchandise for whatever each of them was specifically fawning over that week (in Togusa’s case, it was always Ruri, though). However never before had he woken up to a certain blond hovering over him and lips inches away from his.
“Sh-Shizuo!!! What the- what the hell?” He leaned back a bit (though it’s not like his seat on the passenger side of the van would have let him move back much to begin with). His face heated up in realization that his jacket wasn’t on, and his shirt was pushed up a bit to reveal his lower abdomen. He must have been really sleepy to not notice what-he assumed Shizuo- did.
“Passed by and looked in. You were asleep and looked hot and kinda sweaty, so I came in to take off your jacket so you wouldn’t be so hot. Why do you wear that thing?” The blond looked down at the brunet’s torso. He was muscular and clearly worked out, however that chiseled body was hidden under baggy clothes so he never really got to admire the other’s frame.
“Ah, it’s just comfortable…” Trailing off, he looked down at his chest and up at the blond fortissimo, face deepening with that red hue even further. Not to mention, Shizuo was kinda blushing as well.
“Yeah…?” the blond was slightly distracted as he stared down at the others stomach. He honestly couldn’t take his eyes off, even if he wanted to try.
Then an idea.
“You should take off your shirt—“
“What.”
“Yeah, you’re really hot and you should do it Kadota.”
“Shizuo I’m not going to.”
“I’ll rip your shirt off.”
“What.”
“I swear I will—“
“God dammit Shizuo.—“ He sighed, and stared at Shizuo, before struggling in the confines of the car, but eventually being able to pull off the black tee-shirt.
“Are you happy now?” he gave Shizuo an annoyed look and shook his head, blushing a bit when Shizuo put his hand on his stomach. Just what was he doing?
“Alright, let’s go into the back now.”
“Excuse me?”
“Well what if you get cold now, right? So I’ll stay with you and keep you warm.”
“Shizuo’s that ridiculous—“
“You’re ridiculous.”
“Shizuo I’m not even sleepy any—“
“Yes you are” Shizuo interrupted, then blinked. Then he seemed to have remembered something that could aid him.
He’s the stronger one here.
And so carrying a struggling Kadota into the back by stepping out of the vehicle and putting him on the seat, then stepping in himself and closing the doors (he didn’t want the brunet to hit his head, though said other’s face did brighten up further still when he made eye contact with some stranger who happened to be passing), wasn’t too difficult.
The fortissimo laid down on top of the brunet, and closed his eyes, not wanting to, nor bothering to, listen to any complaints the van gang leader had.
“Shizuo we could have just gone to either one of our places if you wanted to cuddle.” He shook his head, before grabbing his jacket and draped it over the both of them like a make-shift blanket.
