||[Apr. 28th, 2015|01:26 am]
I'm not going to say who this is. I gave them placeholder names. Try to guess! Don't just guess ships I like, that's cheating :p . |
If you can't tell from reading it then maybe you aren't into that fandom or maybe I write them in a way inconsistent with your interpretation?
At any rate, here's a fluff drabble thing about some humans! or not! There's one big clue! I'm not telling you what the clue is!
(If you be like 'I think I know but it's all OOC' you don't have to tell me, because I'll just be super embarrassed if you get it right but hate it :p )
If anyone guesses correctly, or guesses such a compelling alternate concept that I will believe it, I will change the names to the real names and post it on a fic site!
Also, if there exists a fandom that has these as actual character names, you can tell me that, too, because that would freak me out and be probably all kinds of wrong!
"Is everybody gone?" Dva asked, stepping over his friend.
"Everybody," Jeden confirmed. He was lying on the floor with his head propped up on the sofa staring blankly at the tv, which was off.
Dva sat down and started in on a yogurt.
"Gimme one," Jeden asked.
Dva glanced around in a panic, "um...?" he replied with his mouth full.
"Heh, just kidding. I don't want any."
"You're a pain," Dva griped. "Nobody's here?"
Jeden looked at his friend as if to say 'you already asked that'.
"You already asked that," he said, looking away.
"Do you really think I'm that ugly?" Dva asked.
"Nobody's here. You can be honest," Dva pressed.
Jeden scrunched up his nose and eyed him with distrust.
"Come on," Dva slurped the last of the yogurt, "Just tell me."
Jeden got up, "Is there a hidden camera in here?" he started looking behind the tv for evidence.
He kept the same vexed expression on his face while he checked the light fixtures and behind the shelves, turning every so often to make sure Dva wasn't doing anything suspicious.
"I'm just asking, honest opinion," Dva continued.
"What the hell is this all of a sudden," Jeden asked, satisfied that there wasn't in fact any camera (hidden or otherwise), "Some kind of ego trip?"
"I'm serious. Nobody's here, I just want to know what you really think. Come on, look at my face for real and tell me the truth."
He approached Jeden, who headed for the kitchen but kept the same distrusting and slightly disturbed look.
"I don't want to look at your ugly face," Jeden explained.
"You never look at my face anyway how do you even know it's ugly?" Dva continued, following him.
Jeden tried to ignore him by opening the icebox.
Dva had a plan to shut the fridge door by leaning on it casually, and it would look super cool and he would really piss Jeden off. But instead of being super cool he timed it exactly wrong and the end result was Jeden got smacked in the head with an icebox door.
"Ow!" he yelled at Dva, "The hell!"
"Ahh, sorry!!" Dva grabbed Jeden's head and moved his hair aside to see if there was a mark.
"Don't worry," he assured, "It didn't make you any uglier."
Jeden rolled his eyes melodramatically, "See why nobody compliments you."
Dva hadn't let go of Jeden's head, and he smoothed the other's hair down in the middle-part style that he actually didn't like that much on anybody else and brought his hands under Jeden's face and gently tilted it up so he was looking him in the eye.
"I was teasing you," Dva said, "I'm serious about your honest opinion."
Jeden sighed heavily and grimaced sarcastically at Dva.
"Fine," he agreed, staring, "I hate your big pretty eyes. Your eyelashes make me want to vomit," he shifted his gaze to Dva's nose, "Your cheekbones are like something from a children's movie. Your nose is like a gourd," finally he rested his eyes on the most beautiful and irritating part of Dva's face, " Everybody thinks you're a handsome but that cupid's bow thing is -"
Dva interrupted him by pressing his lips against Jeden's in a soft, sincere kiss that lasted way too long and not long enough. Jeden instinctively closed his eyes and reached up to hold Dva's waist just under his ribs.
After more time than either would ever have admitted to, they parted and Dva did not look at all apologetic. "Sorry I probably shouldn't have..." but didn't move away, and dropped his arms around Jeden's shoulders just close enough to where he could play with the base of Jeden's haircut.
Jeden kept a grip on Dva's waist with his left hand but trailed the right up to caress Dva's cheek with the back of his knuckles.
"You are way too informal," he said, outlining Dva's lips with his thumb before leaning in to taste them again. "Please stop asking why i don't want to look at your fucking face."
IT'S SO SHORT
THAT'S ALL I CAN DO
IT TOOK ME ALL NIGHT
I'M A TERRIBLE PERSON
PLEASE TELL ME IF YOU KNOW WHO IT IS BECAUSE IT MAKES ME SUPER HAPPY
ALSO IF YOU HATE IT , YOU DO NOT HAVE TO TELL ME THIS.