hi! tonight I felt the need to write, so here we are :) a lot of these are probably gonna b self indulgent so expect a lot of fling posse and a lot of gentaro dubfjfnfj
I don't know if I'll be consistent with these but,, enjoy.
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hello c: I promise I'll write something other than fling posse soon,, just let me get it out of my system lol. This will b short
Details: they're already dating, fluff, a little bit o angst
Plot: Gentaro has been working very hard on his manuscript lately and has neglected to take care of himself.
Gentaro worked tirelessly at his desk under the dim light of his little lamp. This had been the cycle for awhile now. His deadline was approaching faster and faster and he couldn't afford to waste a second of his time. He heard a knock at his door. "Gen..? Are you still up?" The familiar voice of his boyfriend broke through the sound of his own typing. "Yes." He heard a sigh from the other side of the door. It opened and a rather sleepy looking Dice walked into the room. "It's 4am, what on earth are you doin' up?" "I've told you, I have a deadline coming up," Gentaro said with a sigh. "Gen... when was the last time you've eaten... or slept?" Dice said, "I'm worried about you." He thought about it. "I'm not sure. Does it matter at the moment?" "Of course it matters! Please, take a break. I'll make you something to eat and we can go to sleep." "I can't-" "Please," Dice pleaded, pulling Gentaro into a hug. Gentaro's eyes widened as he registered what was happening. He relaxed and hugged him back. "Fine, okay," he said, his voice hushed and weak. Dice pulled away from him and smiled softly, brushing a piece of stray hair behind Gentaro's ear. "As tired as you look, you're still beautiful." Gentaro fought back a laugh. "I doubt that." Dice pecked him on the lips and headed for the kitchen. "What do you want? I'll cook you something!" "Daisu, as much as I love you I do not trust your cooking skills. I'll just eat something out of the fridge," Gentaro said, following him out of the room, "I appreciate the thought, though." Dice pouted. "My cooking isn't that bad... is it?" "Oh no, your cooking is lovely, dear~" Gentaro said, rummaging through the fridge and settling on an apple, "The problem arises when you nearly set the house ablaze every time you use the oven." "You have a fair point." Dice mumbled. There was a comfortable silence ad Gentaro munched on his apple. "Thank you. For looking out for me, I mean," Gentaro said quietly. "Of course. I admire your dedication but, you've gotta take care of yourself better, okay?" Gentaro smiled. He was truly lucky to have Dice. "I'll try." "Okay." "Okay."
