Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Setting: During the manga.
Summary: Quitting smoking is proving even harder than Dee thought it would be.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Addiction’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a double drabble and a half, 250 words.
Dee was like a bear with a sore head. Despite the nicotine patches and gum, quitting smoking was no picnic; the cravings varied between awful and unbearable, and if he hadn’t shredded the last few smokes in the packet before tossing them in the trash, he knew he would’ve gone digging for them days ago. He could buy a fresh pack, but…
No, he was going to do this, for his own sake as much as for Ryo’s. For both of them and for their future together. He’d opted to quit to keep from aggravating Ryo’s laryngitis, but even though his partner was on the mend now, a little hoarse still, but no longer squeaking, Dee wasn’t going to fall back into old habits. He’d beat this addiction if it was the last thing he did.
Ryo was being remarkably patient considering how grumpy Dee was.
“Sorry, babe, I didn’t mean to snap at ya.”
“I know; it’s okay.”
“No, it’s not; you don’t deserve to have me takin’ my bad mood out on ya.”
“I’ve done the same in other circumstances.”
Dee smiled slightly. It was true; he wasn’t the only one who got grumpy. “It’s alright for you though, you’ve never been addicted to anything.”
“You sayin’ you have?” That was surprising; Dee wouldn’t have thought Ryo was the type.
“Uh huh.” There was a cheeky sparkle in Ryo’s dark eyes.
“So what’s your addiction of choice?”
Ryo grinned, moving closer. “I’m addicted to your kisses.”