ohmtoonz drabble
1. “Why are you naked?”
Cartoonz wasn’t insecure about his body. Not in the slightest.
He worked hard on his physique and showed it off with pride, not caring for words like “vain” or “narcissistic” that were thrown at him on occasion. He was more than comfortable in his own skin and perhaps it was simply because he was so proud that when his roommate and five of their friends walked into their apartment while he was ass naked in the living room, he turned to them with a grin and didn’t bother to try and hide himself.
The cries of terror were loud enough to draw a laugh from Luke, who popped his hands on his hips without fear as the men either gawked in horror or hid their faces in humiliation.
And Ohm, right at the front, just stared. His cheeks had gone pink in only seconds and Luke didn’t miss the way his eyes drew down and up his body. Luke didn’t think his roommate even knew what he was doing as he blinked back up to Luke’s eyes; meeting them with a darkening flush.
“Why- Why are you naked?” was the calm response from Ryan, who was never one to make too much of a fuss.
Delirious thumped to the floor, coughing with his hand over his eyes as if dying, and Luke ignored the way Vanoss snickered and kicked him lightly with a foot.
“Your kitchen better not hold anymore naked men,” Marcel muttered, shoving through the group to get out of the main room. Evan and Scott were quick to follow before Delirious scampered after them on all fours. Luke watched him go with a smirk, knowing the five would get over it more than quickly. Craig was the last to leave, flashing Luke a wink and a thumbs up before dashing into the kitchen and firmly closing the door behind him.
“Thought I’d do some naked yoga seeing as my roommate wasn’t supposed to be home for another few hours,” Luke said, keeping his eyes locked on the humiliated man before him. Ryan didn’t seem capable of letting his eyes settle anywhere and Luke felt slightly sadistic with how much he loved the other’s embarrassment.
“We- Well, the bar closed because there was an, uh… an accident. So I thought I’d bring the guys back here, not expecting you to be n- naked…” Those pretty hazel eyes flicked to Luke’s chest before leaping back up to the ceiling as a muttered: “Jesus Christ,” dropped from the man’s tongue.
Luke shrugged, taking a few steps closer to Ryan and snickering when the other took a few stumbled steps back. “A text would have been nice,” he said with a smirk, pausing before tapping a finger on his hip. “Though you seem pretty interested. I can always kick the guys out, y’know; you and me can do some naked yoga together.” The suggestion was posed as innocent enough though by the way Ryan’s lashes fluttered with his sharp intake of breath, there was no denying that he’d understood Luke’s innuendo.
When the taller man continued forward, Ryan didn’t draw back, his fingers curled in fists by his side as Luke got close enough to touch him. He hooked his fingers around Ryan’s hip, dragging Ohm one step forward into his space before tilting his head and grinning. Those eyes didn’t seem capable of leaving his.
“I’ll show you some of my favourite positions,” he murmured, fingertips brushing the line of Ryan’s jaw to tilt his head up a little.
And with their mouths only inches apart, Ryan tore himself back, face dark red as he stormed into the kitchen. “You guys need to go,” Luke heard him say, mouth open in a laugh as he followed his roommate.
An outcry sounded from the kitchen and Luke slipped up behind Ryan, sliding an arm around his front and grinning at their friends. “I mean, they can stay if they want,” he purred, pressing a kiss to the place beneath Ryan’s ear. “But we can’t promise we won’t be loud…”
The way Delirious paled and Scotty grimaced, the message was well received.
“Fuck this,” Jon spluttered, grabbing Evan by the wrist without even seeming to realise he’d done it. “Let’s go to Vanoss’s.”
He dragged the Canadian from the room as Evan stammered in protest, but with the other three close behind, he gave up on trying to keep the rowdy crew out of his house. Being so close to Delirious meant he really didn’t get a say in much, but Luke knew that Evan would put up with it. The two were head over heels and it was only them who couldn’t see it.
But as the front door slammed shut, Luke didn’t care for Evan or Delirious. He spun Ryan around to face him, grabbing him by the butt and pulling him close. Ohm let out a huff, though the hand that grasped Luke’s bicep wasn’t one of disinterest.
“You’re a terrible boyfriend,” Ryan said, despite how he leaned into Luke’s space and tilted his head up for the incoming kiss.
“I know,” Luke said, murmuring the words to Ryan’s mouth. “But you wouldn’t have it any other way.”
And his only reply was an irritated grunt, before Ryan pressed their mouths together in a kiss and allowed Luke to drag him to their bedroom.