by Jaelawyn Noble
Ohtori watched as Shishido sat at the foot of the bed, watching in rapt fascination as Donnie Darko played out. Ohtori didn't understand it, and trying to understand it frankly made his head ache. Shishido, though, looked as if he understood every event that was happening.
"Shishido-san?" Ohtori asked, poking Shishido's hip.
"Shh," Shishido hushed, eyes not straying from the screen.
Ohtori rolled onto his back and watched the TV upside down. He was bored, and this movie was awful. It made no sense! The things coming out of people's bodies made no sense, and neither did that rather disturbing looking bunny, or that plane engine.
"Shishido-san," Ohtori tried again, with a slight whine in his voice.
Shishido tapped his head lightly in a silent command to shut up.
Ohtori huffed and turned back onto his stomach, pillowing his head on his hands. He must have dozed off because when he opened his eyes again, the lights were on, the TV was off, and Shishido was sitting in the middle of the bed, leaning against the wall and reading a book.
"You've been asleep about two hours," Shishido said mildly, placing a finger on the page he was reading. "Existentialism really bores you that much?"
"Yes," Ohtori said fervently, yawning a second later.
Shishido grinned and set his book aside before scooting down to lie next to Ohtori. "Sorry," he said, kissing Ohtori's nose.
"It's okay," Ohtori sighed. "I got a nap in."
Shishido's lips quirked into a small smile, "You certainly did."
Ohtori stretched a bit and pulled Shishido into his arms, "Next time, can I pick the movie?"
Shishido wiggled a bit until he was comfortable, his head tucked under Ohtori's chin. "So long as it's not a musical."
"You like Phantom," Ohtori pointed out.
"Hated King and I."
"You have no taste."
"I like you," Shishido said, voice smug.
"You have excellent taste," Ohtori said quickly.
Shishido snickered. "Of course I do."
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