No major content warnings 494 words LOL ok here's my fail attempt at filling this prompt. my apologies in advance for poor writing, etc. etc.
“Hey Yasutomo,” said Shinkai.
Arakita looked up from the homework they were meant to be doing. “What?”
Shinkai smirked. “What,” he said, then blew a raspberry. “Time.” He blew another raspberry. “Is.” Another raspberry. “The.” Raspberry. “Ne-”
“What the hell!” Arakita said, cutting Shinkai off.
Shinkai tilted his head. “Don’t you remember that Spongebob episode?”
“Huh? Spongebob!? How old are you!”
“It was an iconic episode!” Shinkai argued. “I know you remember it.”
Arakita groaned. “So what if I do? You don’t need to imitate it, especially when we’re meant to be studying,” he said, with a strong emphasis on the word studying.
Shinkai dropped his head onto the pile of work. “It’s,” he said, and blew a raspberry. “Too.” Another raspberry. “Hard.” Raspberry.
And to think Arakita had almost felt sorry for him. “Enough with all the fuckin’ raspberries! Speak normally!”
Something sparked in Shinkai then, as he popped his head up with newfound energy. “Would you rather I did the raspberries on you?”
In his confusion - from not having to interpret raspberry filled dialogue - Arakita almost replied with a yes, but he managed to catch himself just in time. “No! Why the hell would you even think that?”
Shinkai went a bright shade of pink. “No reason.”
Now Arakita was intrigued. He placed his pencil down on the desk and turned in his chair to face Shinkai head on. “I wanna know now. Tell me,” Arakita said.
“Well,” Shinkai started, before getting up and moving to Arakita’s bed. “Don’t get mad but… I’ve kind of always wanted to blow a raspberry on your stomach.”
Arakita wasn’t mad - confused, definitely and maybe slightly curious - but not mad. He waited a beat before responding. “Why?”
“Even I can’t properly answer that,” Shinkai said as he scratched the back of his head. “Would you let me, though?”
“Blow me?”
“I could do that too.”
Arakita went bright red at that, it’s not like they hadn’t done that before, but Shinkai’s shameless attitude was something he could never seem to adjust to. He moved to the bed and laid back next to Shinkai, their legs dangling off the side. Arakita looked away, not believing what he was about to say. “You can do it… just get it over with quickly.” And on cue he pulled his top up revealing his flat stomach.
Shinkai straddled Arakita’s hips, and gently ran his hands over the other’s stomach. He bent down and without needing any further instruction, blew a huge raspberry. A laugh escaped Arakita’s lips, to which he was mortified especially since it only encouraged Shinkai to blow another raspberry. Shinkai continued blowing raspberries, making his way up Arakita’s body until he was face to face with the other. Arakita placed his hands on either side of Shinkai’s face and pulled him in for a kiss.
“Happy?” Arakita asked once they had separated.
“Ecstatic,” Shinkai said before placing a final raspberry on Arakita’s cheek.
FILL: TEAM GRANDSTAND, T
494 words
LOL ok here's my fail attempt at filling this prompt. my apologies in advance for poor writing, etc. etc.
“Hey Yasutomo,” said Shinkai.
Arakita looked up from the homework they were meant to be doing. “What?”
Shinkai smirked. “What,” he said, then blew a raspberry. “Time.” He blew another raspberry. “Is.” Another raspberry. “The.” Raspberry. “Ne-”
“What the hell!” Arakita said, cutting Shinkai off.
Shinkai tilted his head. “Don’t you remember that Spongebob episode?”
“Huh? Spongebob!? How old are you!”
“It was an iconic episode!” Shinkai argued. “I know you remember it.”
Arakita groaned. “So what if I do? You don’t need to imitate it, especially when we’re meant to be studying,” he said, with a strong emphasis on the word studying.
Shinkai dropped his head onto the pile of work. “It’s,” he said, and blew a raspberry. “Too.” Another raspberry. “Hard.” Raspberry.
And to think Arakita had almost felt sorry for him. “Enough with all the fuckin’ raspberries! Speak normally!”
Something sparked in Shinkai then, as he popped his head up with newfound energy. “Would you rather I did the raspberries on you?”
In his confusion - from not having to interpret raspberry filled dialogue - Arakita almost replied with a yes, but he managed to catch himself just in time. “No! Why the hell would you even think that?”
Shinkai went a bright shade of pink. “No reason.”
Now Arakita was intrigued. He placed his pencil down on the desk and turned in his chair to face Shinkai head on. “I wanna know now. Tell me,” Arakita said.
“Well,” Shinkai started, before getting up and moving to Arakita’s bed. “Don’t get mad but… I’ve kind of always wanted to blow a raspberry on your stomach.”
Arakita wasn’t mad - confused, definitely and maybe slightly curious - but not mad. He waited a beat before responding. “Why?”
“Even I can’t properly answer that,” Shinkai said as he scratched the back of his head. “Would you let me, though?”
“Blow me?”
“I could do that too.”
Arakita went bright red at that, it’s not like they hadn’t done that before, but Shinkai’s shameless attitude was something he could never seem to adjust to. He moved to the bed and laid back next to Shinkai, their legs dangling off the side. Arakita looked away, not believing what he was about to say. “You can do it… just get it over with quickly.” And on cue he pulled his top up revealing his flat stomach.
Shinkai straddled Arakita’s hips, and gently ran his hands over the other’s stomach. He bent down and without needing any further instruction, blew a huge raspberry. A laugh escaped Arakita’s lips, to which he was mortified especially since it only encouraged Shinkai to blow another raspberry. Shinkai continued blowing raspberries, making his way up Arakita’s body until he was face to face with the other. Arakita placed his hands on either side of Shinkai’s face and pulled him in for a kiss.
“Happy?” Arakita asked once they had separated.
“Ecstatic,” Shinkai said before placing a final raspberry on Arakita’s cheek.