#ushimoni fic

[ezzydean]

Can I ask for a trick or treat with Ushijima and Moniwa? I love your writing, and thank you <3

TRICK-OR-TREAT

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Wakatoshi should have known better.  He does know better, actually, but he has never been able to say no to Kaname’s pouting face.  He’s thankful that Kaname doesn’t pull it out often but at the same time it makes it even harder to say no since it’s not like it’s an everyday occurrence.  He has no immunity to the pouts, at least that’s what Satori tells him and after five years of being with Kaname he is beginning to believe that Satori is right.  He really does have zero defense against the pout.

No defense whatsoever.  Which is how he finds himself in situations like this.

He never should have even brought Kaname to the store with him.  He glances back down the aisle with a sigh; Kaname is standing in front of a display of blankets, staring at them with the kind awe and love that most people reserve for baby animals and their significant others and the like.

Wakatoshi takes a steadying breath and retraces his steps until he’s at Kaname’s side.

“Kaname.”

“I want it.”

“Kaname,” he says sternly.

“No I want it.”  Kaname looks up at him with a pout.

Zero.  Defense.  One hit K.O.

“We don’t need anymore blankets,” he says.  He already knows they’re going home with one.  Maybe even two.  But he can still put up an attempt at a fight.

Or something.

“But babe,” Kaname gives him a smile.  “This one has pumpkins on it.  And that one has cute little cats wearing witch hats.”

A compromise maybe?  He already knows they’re going home with the blankets.  But maybe…

“We should get those two.”  Kaname’s eyes light up.  “Move some blankets around and replace those ones on the bed that are getting worn out.”  Kaname’s eyes narrow as he considers Wakatoshi’s suggestion.  “Maybe even replace a bunch of the old blankets with nice, soft new ones.”

Kaname’s gaze darts between Wakatoshi and the blankets a few times, face scrunched up in contemplation.

“I know exactly what you’re doing Ushijima Wakatoshi.”  Kaname grabs the two blankets he wants and stalks to the end of the aisle.  “I know exactly what you’re doing and I’m gonna take the bribe for what it is.”

Wakatoshi smiles and follows Kaname.  He offers to carry the blankets but Kaname just stares him down and clutches the blankets a little tighter against his chest.

—

There are four blankets on the bed.

Wakatoshi turns to Kaname with a sigh and Kaname’s lips twist into a pout.

Four blankets on the bed seems like a reasonable amount.  It is fall after all.

[ezzydean]

Could I ask for ushimoni (Ushijima and Moniwa) for the ten sentence meme, please? Thank you so much in advance, I really love your writing with all my hear

aww thank you for the kind words!

1. Angst“It’s him,” Wakatoshi says tersely before he turns on his heel and marches out of the room; the rest of them are kind enough not to mention the tears dripping down his cheeks as he makes his way out of the hospital.

2. AUKaname watches Wakatoshi shiver - just once - and shakes his head, smiling even as he grabs an extra blanket; desert dwellers have such a hard time in the depths of the forest’s cool embrace.

3. CrackWakatoshi and Kaname share a look when the girl behind the counter of the cafe starts singing and they brace themselves for the inevitable choreographed dance that everyone in the cafe will no doubt start up any moment.

4. Future ficHe sometimes jokes about regretting all of his decisions in life that lead him to a point in his life but in all honestly Kaname wouldn’t want to be anywhere but here: standing in the airport next to Tendou eagerly awaiting the arrival of Wakatoshi’s return flight and the return of his favorite person in the world.

5. First TimeWakatoshi’s hands are huge against Kaname’s body, huge and warm and comforting, and Kaname smiles at the careful way Wakatoshi holds him until it’s too much, too gentle and too soft and too careful, and he grabs Wakatoshi’s collar and pulls him close and takes everything that Wakatoshi is willing to give him.

6. FluffThe smell of grilled meat fills the air and Wakatoshi takes a deep breath as he steps through the doorway, which turns out to be a good thing because he gets the air knocked out of him when he sees Kaname at the stove, singing softly to the radio with a smile on his face and content as can be in Wakatoshi’s old sweater, and it hits him then and there that he will never stop falling in love with Kaname.

7. Humor“You do understand why this is funny, right,” Kenji asks, eyes lit with humor as he looks between them - and their matching outfits and unamused faces - with glee.

8. Hurt/ComfortHe doesn’t say anything, he doesn’t need to, he simply takes the tape from Wakatoshi’s hand and gestures for him to sit on the bench with a heavy sigh that Wakatoshi at least has the good grace to look somewhat chastened by.

9. SmutKaname will never know what ruins him faster: the matter-of-fact way Wakatoshi tells him exactly what he wants to do to him (and with him) or the matter-of-fact way Wakatoshi does exactly what he wants to do to Kaname.

10. UST (Unresolved Sexual Tension)Sometimes he catches Kaname laughing a little too hard at something he says, catches Kaname looking at him a little longer than necessary, catches Kaname’s cheeks going red when their eyes meet, catches the way Kaname licks his lips and rubs his hands on his pants like they are clammy and bites the inside of his cheek and shifts restlessly when they are close and he wonders if Kaname feels the same warmth in his veins, the same urges in his muscles, the same want simmering just out of reach that he feels when he’s in Kaname’s presence.