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metamorphosis2016-11-18 10:42 pm
flair) wrote in metamorphosis2016-11-18 10:42 pm
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Title: tot
Characters: Cherryblod, Yosuke Hanamura, Black
Rating: G
by some miracle, cherryblod acquires yosuke's baby pictures.
"You were such a cute kid," Cherryblod starts. Yosuke's head jerks up with a choking noise, color draining out of his face, and Cherryblod smiles to the tips of his ears. That's a fun looking expression. It morphs into an even funner one when Black slowly peeks back into the room, obviously hesitant to leave the kitchen while he's keeping a close eye on dinner, and asks what's wrong.
Yosuke shakes his head while Cherryblod laces his fingers together across his face to hide his widening lips; he sends him a pleading look and Cherryblod nods, directing a look he's sure is reassuring to Black hovering by the doorway.
"It's nothing, dear, don't worry about it." He pauses, sniffing the air, and tilts his head. "Is something burning?"
Black's worried look switches right to panic as he whirls around, feet slapping against hard kitchen tile in his hurry, and Cherryblod turns his attention back to Yosuke, who stares at him suspiciously.
"What makes you say that?" He asks, obviously referring to his comment, and Cherryblod blinks at him in pretend innocence. Yosuke smacks the table softly, leaning closer. "Don't play dumb with me, Cherry! The cute kid thing."
"The last time I met your mother, she showed me your baby pictures." Gave them to him, really, but Yosuke's pained expression is already too much. He'll have to correct himself some other day. Maybe show Black before then, though. "Still cute, just so you know. You just got leggier."
Yosuke groans softly, glancing to watch the door to make sure his boyfriend isn't coming through at the sound, then sets his head on the table. "Thanks, Cherry. Really. Don't show anyone else, all right?! I mean, the whole cross-dressing thing was bad enough, I don't think I could live if everyone saw those."
Cherryblod supposes he can see how Yosuke might be embarrassed by a couple of them; the one of him peeing on a mailbox with a muddy dog when he was four is a contender for sure.
"I won't show everyone," he replies, grinning a little when Yosuke's shoulders sag in relief, and adds, "just Black. Is that all right?"
"Oh hell no, Cherry, don't you dare—"
Characters: Cherryblod, Yosuke Hanamura, Black
Rating: G
by some miracle, cherryblod acquires yosuke's baby pictures.
"You were such a cute kid," Cherryblod starts. Yosuke's head jerks up with a choking noise, color draining out of his face, and Cherryblod smiles to the tips of his ears. That's a fun looking expression. It morphs into an even funner one when Black slowly peeks back into the room, obviously hesitant to leave the kitchen while he's keeping a close eye on dinner, and asks what's wrong.
Yosuke shakes his head while Cherryblod laces his fingers together across his face to hide his widening lips; he sends him a pleading look and Cherryblod nods, directing a look he's sure is reassuring to Black hovering by the doorway.
"It's nothing, dear, don't worry about it." He pauses, sniffing the air, and tilts his head. "Is something burning?"
Black's worried look switches right to panic as he whirls around, feet slapping against hard kitchen tile in his hurry, and Cherryblod turns his attention back to Yosuke, who stares at him suspiciously.
"What makes you say that?" He asks, obviously referring to his comment, and Cherryblod blinks at him in pretend innocence. Yosuke smacks the table softly, leaning closer. "Don't play dumb with me, Cherry! The cute kid thing."
"The last time I met your mother, she showed me your baby pictures." Gave them to him, really, but Yosuke's pained expression is already too much. He'll have to correct himself some other day. Maybe show Black before then, though. "Still cute, just so you know. You just got leggier."
Yosuke groans softly, glancing to watch the door to make sure his boyfriend isn't coming through at the sound, then sets his head on the table. "Thanks, Cherry. Really. Don't show anyone else, all right?! I mean, the whole cross-dressing thing was bad enough, I don't think I could live if everyone saw those."
Cherryblod supposes he can see how Yosuke might be embarrassed by a couple of them; the one of him peeing on a mailbox with a muddy dog when he was four is a contender for sure.
"I won't show everyone," he replies, grinning a little when Yosuke's shoulders sag in relief, and adds, "just Black. Is that all right?"
"Oh hell no, Cherry, don't you dare—"