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rabenhorst) wrote2009-12-27 12:18 am
rabenhorst) wrote2009-12-27 12:18 am
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Title: Bottled Ships
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fonulyn
Rating: PG
Pairing: Die/Kaoru (Dir en grey)
Theme: 39. Ship
Disclaimer: I own no one, only my dirty imagination.
Summary: Of all the possible things, Die had never thought he would see the day when Kaoru had an obsession that had anything to do with ships.
Comments:
fonulyn: Written for my claim over at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
50stories. It’s been AGES since I did anything for this challenge! Literally, it’s been years. But I asked if I could take it up again, seeing that I only would miss fifteen fics to reach the fifty (fourteen now after posting this \o/). I am determined to get all fifty of them done, even if it means writing fourteen more short drably ficlets. This one… This one I wrote in Berlin XD Had a family trip there about a month ago. Somehow I forgot to post it always. Anyways, I hope you like it and wish me luck with finishing the challenge! :D
And feel free to add our journal if you like the stories!
Plus, the archive.
Bottled Ships
Of all the possible things, Die had never thought he would see the day when Kaoru had an obsession that had anything to do with ships. The man couldn’t swim, for god’s sake, and he started puking the second he set foot on any form of a boat. Still, now the older guitarist had taken up a new hobby: building ships. Not real ships of course, but these small models that just try to look like the real thing as much as possible. As if that wouldn’t have been enough, he had started to build the ships into a bottle. Into a goddamn bottle! Die had always thought that it was just a joke, that there was some sort of trick to getting the small ship inside that bottle. Maybe the bottle would just magically materialize around the ship, who knew?
But no! The ship was actually built into the bottle bit by bit. Piece by piece. At least that was how Kaoru did it. He sat there, hours upon hours, patiently focused on getting that miniature together. At first Die had been even jealous, although he’d rather die than admit it. But seeing how Kaoru directed all his attention to the model and fixing it, made him yearn for some of that attention too. C’mon, he was Kaoru’s boyfriend, damnit! He was entitled to the majority of his attention and free time.
That was when a cunning plan began to form in Die’s mind.
The next time he spotted the older man at his desk, working on yet another ship-in-a-bottle, he took a seat on the big comfortable armchair just a bit further. From there, he had the perfect view at the lead guitarist. Actually, he had to admit that, Kaoru looked quite charming like this: his lips slightly pursed, that thoughtful frown on his lips and the determined set of his jaw. It was a sight one could enjoy for longer! For a while Die forgot he had even had any plan at all, just getting lost in the moment. It didn’t last forever though, and he stirred back to reality. Why not make this a little competition, eh? Die against that ship.
The younger of the guitarists knew damn well just how good he could look as well. He took his book, but although it seemed like he was focused on reading, his mind was completely elsewhere. He knew exactly how to stretch his long limbs, how to lean back to present his lithe form, how to simply look so irresistible that no one could ignore him. Least of all his darling boyfriend.
It all started with a glance, and Kaoru only registered that he had company. The next look was longer though. Like the next after that. He even slowed down his movements, cursing when he dropped the part he was trying to adjust on the model.
And when Kaoru set his work aside, shamelessly staring, Die knew he had won.
Author:
fonulynRating: PG
Pairing: Die/Kaoru (Dir en grey)
Theme: 39. Ship
Disclaimer: I own no one, only my dirty imagination.
Summary: Of all the possible things, Die had never thought he would see the day when Kaoru had an obsession that had anything to do with ships.
Comments:
fonulyn: Written for my claim over at 50stories. It’s been AGES since I did anything for this challenge! Literally, it’s been years. But I asked if I could take it up again, seeing that I only would miss fifteen fics to reach the fifty (fourteen now after posting this \o/). I am determined to get all fifty of them done, even if it means writing fourteen more short drably ficlets. This one… This one I wrote in Berlin XD Had a family trip there about a month ago. Somehow I forgot to post it always. Anyways, I hope you like it and wish me luck with finishing the challenge! :DAnd feel free to add our journal if you like the stories!
Plus, the archive.
Of all the possible things, Die had never thought he would see the day when Kaoru had an obsession that had anything to do with ships. The man couldn’t swim, for god’s sake, and he started puking the second he set foot on any form of a boat. Still, now the older guitarist had taken up a new hobby: building ships. Not real ships of course, but these small models that just try to look like the real thing as much as possible. As if that wouldn’t have been enough, he had started to build the ships into a bottle. Into a goddamn bottle! Die had always thought that it was just a joke, that there was some sort of trick to getting the small ship inside that bottle. Maybe the bottle would just magically materialize around the ship, who knew?
But no! The ship was actually built into the bottle bit by bit. Piece by piece. At least that was how Kaoru did it. He sat there, hours upon hours, patiently focused on getting that miniature together. At first Die had been even jealous, although he’d rather die than admit it. But seeing how Kaoru directed all his attention to the model and fixing it, made him yearn for some of that attention too. C’mon, he was Kaoru’s boyfriend, damnit! He was entitled to the majority of his attention and free time.
That was when a cunning plan began to form in Die’s mind.
The next time he spotted the older man at his desk, working on yet another ship-in-a-bottle, he took a seat on the big comfortable armchair just a bit further. From there, he had the perfect view at the lead guitarist. Actually, he had to admit that, Kaoru looked quite charming like this: his lips slightly pursed, that thoughtful frown on his lips and the determined set of his jaw. It was a sight one could enjoy for longer! For a while Die forgot he had even had any plan at all, just getting lost in the moment. It didn’t last forever though, and he stirred back to reality. Why not make this a little competition, eh? Die against that ship.
The younger of the guitarists knew damn well just how good he could look as well. He took his book, but although it seemed like he was focused on reading, his mind was completely elsewhere. He knew exactly how to stretch his long limbs, how to lean back to present his lithe form, how to simply look so irresistible that no one could ignore him. Least of all his darling boyfriend.
It all started with a glance, and Kaoru only registered that he had company. The next look was longer though. Like the next after that. He even slowed down his movements, cursing when he dropped the part he was trying to adjust on the model.
And when Kaoru set his work aside, shamelessly staring, Die knew he had won.