#asaone

Send me a color and a ship and I’ll write you a ficlet that feels like that color.Featuring selectively mute Aone

Asahihadn’tbeen aware that it was possible to be this cold in the middle ofsummer. He shivered under three blankets and Aone’s high schoolsweatshirt, utterly miserable. The bathroom door opened and Aoneappeared in a billow of steam.

“Bathready?” Asahi asked, his voice creaking and hollow. Aone nodded andAsahi started clambering out of bed, only to be stopped by a largehand on his shoulder.

Itshouldn’thave surprised Asahi anymore that Aone was strong enough to do this.He had more than ten kilos on Asahi, and was built like a brick wall.But when he hefted Asahi into his arms like he weighed no more than achild’s doll, Asahi still squealed and locked his arms aroundAone’s neck.

“Stopthat, I’m too heavy,” Asahi said. Aone just grunted and shiftedAsahi into a better position. Asahi closed his eyes and let theswimming in his head take him away.

Oncein the bathroom, Aone stood Asahi on his feet and carefully pulledthe sweatshirt over his head. His track pants followed, then hisboxers and socks. He scooped Asahi back up and lowered him gentlyinto a tub of steaming water. Asahi groaned in pleasure, finallyfeeling the warmth seeping into him. Once he was satisfied that Asahiwasn’tgoing anywhere, Aone picked up the shampoo and began washing Asahi’shair.

Thiswas Asahi’sabsolute favorite thing in the world. Aone’s hands were big andstrong, his fingers thick but nimble, perfect for working the sudsthrough Asahi’s roots. Asahi all but purred with pleasure, the coldand the sick feeling far away for the moment.

“Takanobu,”Asahi murmured when Aone was done rinsing conditioner out of Asahi’shair and stood to go. “Stay.”

Aonehesitated. Iwas going to make you tea,he signed. Asahi smiled at him.

“Thetea can wait. I just want you right now.” Aone nodded and crouchedbeside the tub. He trailed his fingers through the water until Asahitwined them with his own.

Asahiclosed his eyes and reveled in the warmth and the company. When thewater began to grow cold, he let Aone help him out of the tub and pathim dry with their biggest, fluffiest towel. He dressed Asahi again,then helped him out into the bedroom and sat him down on the edge ofthe bed and tucked blankets around him. He disappeared for a momentinto the bathroom, then reappeared with the hair dryer and Asahi’shairbrush. Asahi closed his eyes and let Aone dry and brush his hair,drifting on a wave of nothingness. When Aone was finished, Asahicrawled under the covers. He held a hand out to Aone in invitation,smiling when Aone took it and crawled into bed with him.