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notes: Written for Kira, because she asked for it and because it is all her fault in the first place that I even see this pairing. *shakes fist at ye olde Gravi RPG* XP Clocks in at exactly 200 words. Denial A Gravitation Drabble by Amet The technique never failed, and it was especially frustrating that Tatsuha always had Hiro’s shirt off his shoulders long before he thought to protest, before he thought of anything beyond the careful slide of hands and lips that Hiro was pretty sure were supposed to be beyond the skill set of a sixteen year old, unconventional though Uesugi was. Normally, Hiro made up the lag by bitching extra loud, harsh as he could manage with half his clothes hanging open and still maintain some sense of dignity. “What the hell is wrong with you, anyway? You came down here with my fucking girlfriend, man, we can’t keep doing this! It’s not right!” Tatsuha blinked, smile fading into piqued annoyance and that more than anything made Hiro’s temper rise. “Must be in the genes somewhere,” Hiro grumbled, “No one in your damn family seems to realize the rest of humanity has feelings.” He paused, glaring. “Do you even have anything to say for yourself?” “Yes, actually,” Tatsuha drawled, that smug smile creeping back onto his features as he gestured at his own state of undress. “Are we going to do this or did I just take my pants off for nothing?” . return to splash page |