tiredFandom: FAKE
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ryo, Dee.
Rating: PG
Setting: After Like Like Love.
Summary: A picnic out in the country is just what Dee and Ryo need.
Word Count: 500
Written For: Prompt 624: Country at
slashthedrabble.Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
Drawing a deep breath, Ryo let it out in a contented sigh. “Smell that air!” The only scents that reached his nose were freshly mown hay and the sweet but subtle aroma wafting from nearby wildflowers. “Nothing beats being out in the country.”
Dee sniffed more cautiously, remembering all too well the pungency of a farmyard they’d driven past with the car windows wide open. He wasn’t at all sure his sense of smell could recover from that; it had been worse than many of New York’s filthiest alleyways. Not detecting anything unpleasant, however, he took a deeper breath.
“Yeah, gotta admit that smells pretty good. Way better than traffic fumes and rotting garbage.” He quirked a grin. “Definitely better than eau de farmyard.”
Ryo snickered, remembering the expression on Dee’s face earlier. “That was a bit ripe,” he agreed.
“A bit? I’d have been holdin’ my nose if I hadn’t been drivin’.” Tears had sprung to his eyes, blurring his vision, so he’d been forced to slow down instead of speeding up, which had been his first impulse, wanting to get away from the stench as fast as possible.
“Farm manure makes very good garden fertiliser.”
“Sure, for anyone doesn’t need to breathe. Tellin’ ya now, we’re not takin’ some home in the trunk of my car for the roof garden.”
“Of course not, much better to just have it delivered.” Ryo did his best to keep a straight face.
“You’d better be jokin’. Landlord would kick us out!”
“Relax, I’m sticking with the less offensive stuff from the garden center; it’s a lot easier to handle and won’t result in eviction.”
“That’s a relief. So, whaddaya think?” Dee gazed at the unspoiled countryside surrounding them. “Good enough spot for our picnic?”
“Definitely. How about under that tree where we’ll get a bit of shade?”
“Sounds good to me.” Dee followed his lover and helped him spread their picnic blanket on a flattish stretch of ground between the gnarled roots of the old tree.
He loved New York; it was his home, a city of infinite variety, full of wonder and entertainment. It had its bad points too, the crime and the traffic, the noise, the pollution, and the crowds of people, but he honestly wouldn’t want to live anywhere else. Nevertheless, there was a lot to be said for occasionally stepping outside his comfort zone.
Besides, Ryo loved the great outdoors, and Dee loved Ryo, so for the most part, whatever made his baby happy made Dee happy too, and a picnic out in the country on a gloriously sunny day was really no hardship. These days it was important to make the most of the good weather whenever it coincided with their day off.
Opening the cooler, they helped themselves to cold roast chicken, homegrown tomatoes, crusty bread… Fresh air and exercise really sharpened the appetite. Not that Dee’s needed sharpening.
Tomorrow they’d be working again, but today they were just two guys in love, enjoying life.
The End