Characters: Ryo, Dee.
Setting: After the manga.
Summary: Some arguments Ryo just can’t win.
Written Using: The tw100 prompt ‘Naughty’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Double drabble and a half, 250 words.
“You know,” Ryo started, glaring at his partner, “I used to think Bikky was a naughty little boy, but he’s got nothing on you!”
“Hey!” Dee returned his lover’s glare. “I’ll have you know there’s nothin’ little about me!”
That wasn’t the response Ryo had been expecting.
“Seriously? That’s all you’re objecting to?”
Dee shrugged. “Can’t deny the rest. I mean, I’m maybe a bit too old to be called a boy, but I am your boyfriend so it’s not worth arguin’ about, and I’m definitely havin’ naughty thoughts, but if you think I’m little then you need your eyes testin’.” Dee was six feet two inches tall and every part of him was in proportion. Some parts might even be described as bigger than average.
Predictably, Ryo blushed. “Stop changing the subject.”
“I’m not! You called me little; I’m just pointin’ out that you’re wrong.”
Ryo shook his head, well aware that he’d lost this argument before it had even started. “But you do admit you’re naughty?”
If anything, Dee’s wicked smirk grew wider. “Baby, I’ll be anything you want me to be, but when it comes to bein’ naughty, you won’t find anyone better than yours truly.”
“You really think that’s something you should boast about?”
“Hell, yeah!” Dee moved closer, backing Ryo up against the wall. “It is when my bein’ naughty can make you feel so good!”
Feeling his lover’s body pressed against him, Ryo’s legs went weak. Why did Dee always have to be right?