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[Wait a minute, when the hell was Rei ever into gymnastics??

Either way, the somersault works more as a distraction than as a method to shorten the distance, Rin's eyes wide open in a mix of wonder and disbelief-- maybe his boyfriend was a bit of a peacock.]

That's some infamous last words there, Rei!

[Still, he's got the upper hand here, at least when it comes to ammo, so when Rei does his final move, Rin counters it with a reckless move-- sneaking out from behind his chair to toss an entire fistful of popcorn right at Rei's face, even if it means he's left wide open for his boyfriend's attack.]

Take this!

[He doesn't have to be into gymnastics to do a roll! This is how he would have taken out Sousuke in the water gun fight, too, but Sousuke was too fast.

He blinks and splutters when the popcorn hits his face, smudging his glasses beyond hope, but he keeps moving, coming after Rin.]

I won't lose today, Rin!

[Said just before he throws the last of the popcorn all at once, except he's so close to Rin at this point that he starts to fall into him after the throw.]

Oi, Rei, careful--!

[Though Rin shoves both arms forth in a feeble attempt at giving Rei some support, even his practiced muscles weren't quite ready for the sudden impact, and as a result, they both wind up losing their balance, toppled to the floor with his boyfriend piling up on him in a helpless heap. Utterly embarrassing, and given that Rei is involved, Rin can't say he's really surprised.

But he's not upset, either, if the open laughter that follows is any indication.]

You huge doofus! [He manages to splutter in between fits of giggles, one hand running across Rei's side to make sure he hadn't injured himself in his fall.] Are you okay?

[Rei didn't really mean to end up on top of him like this, but it's not really like it's a problem. Neither of them seem injured, so even though it's a little embarrassing, he's okay with this outcome.]

I'm fine, I'm fine. [Reassured between his own laughter, bubbling up more because of Rin's own merriment than the position they find themselves in.] Are you okay?

[Said as he starts to get up, then seems to think better of it, settling back down and reveling in the feel of Rin's hand on his side, giggles under his ear.]

Yeah, I'm okay. But my ass hurts.

[Is this a reference to the bump he got on his fall, or to their earlier activities in the shower and bedroom? Maybe it's both, Rei will never know-- it was mostly said for teasing, anyway.]

God, you're just hopeless. [Another giggle and he leans forward, leaves a kiss on Rei's forehead. His hand is still on Rei, moving from his sides to his back, encouraging him to just stay there, nestled in his arms.] If you wanted to cuddle this badly, you could've at least waited until we were back on the couch...

[Rei gives a little snort at that, not freaking out over the lewd joke like he might have in times previous. Honestly, he does find it a little amusing, if too crass to be spoken outside of the two of them.]

In case you forgot, it was you who started the whole thing.

[He does stay where he is, however, his own hands moving to rub Rin's sides.]

Does this mean I won?

Yeah, well, cuddling on the floor is definitely not what I had in mind when I started this war, to be perfectly frank...

[But he's still laughing, and one hand moves up to rub circles on Rei's cheeks, then up to his temples and finally his hair, all idle, gentle motions to show his affection. It's not very comfortable, and he's starting to feel a little sore from the fall, but it doesn't matter; with the person he loves most lying right on top of his chest, there's no other place he wishes he could be right now.]

I don't know about you winning, though... I mean, I feel like I got my war spoils right here...

[Did he just give Rei's ass a little squeeze? Yes, you can bet he did.]

[Rei makes a little scandalized noise at his butt being squeezed, but only for appearances.]

You still have to clean up, though.

[He lifts his head up enough to give Rin a cheeky smile, though he doesn't actually intend for him to clean it up all alone. He helped make the mess, after all.

He stays for another minute like that, his smile getting less cheeky and more fond, and presses a kiss to Rin's lips. He can't be comfortable with Rei on top of him like this, so he doesn't plan to be there much longer.]

We really do need to make dinner.

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[Rin returns that cheeky smile with a peck to Rei's lips, grinning in that overly excitable, nearly childlike way of his, and gladly indulges in a proper kiss later. This is a different kind of comfortable, it's cozy, domestic, and Rin wants to enjoy every last second of it, even if it means laying on the cold hard floor with his boyfriend on top.]

Hmmm we do, don't we? [It's a lazy agreement, and he brings both hands up to Rei's head, idly massaging his scalp, gentle, soothing. Maybe trying to lure Rei into more cuddling despite earlier protests, stall for a little longer until they absolutely have to get up.]

Next time, let's just order something, okay?

[Rei had better not even try to pretend he wouldn't be okay with spending that extra time in Rin's arms.]

Okay.

[It's an easy agreement as Rei sinks further into him, his own hand reaching to caress Rin's face. Like before, in bed, he doesn't want to listen to sensible, rational Rei. He wants to lay here and cuddle with Rin for as long as they can.

He hums almost sleepily into Rin's chest.]

We still can. If you want to. My parents left some money in case I needed something.

Hmmm, very tempting...

[Rin just welcomes him into his arms and chest, breathes in the smell of his hair. It's not about the money - he didn't come here to mooch off his boyfriend for the weekend, anyway - but Rin really does think there's something appealing about cooking together, then eating a meal they both put a lot of love into. He half wonders what Rei would think, if he were to share those thoughts.

In the end, he gives Rei a squeeze, fond and affectionate, before voicing his decision.]

C'mon, let's get started. We can cuddle as we eat later, if you really can't keep your hands off of me.

[Rei gives a huff that sounds like a laugh, rolling off Rin and sitting up.]

Don't say that like you're not equally as guilty.

[He knocks a few pieces of popcorn out of his hair, then starts laughing openly.]

Your hair is full of popcorn - here.

[He reaches out to comb it out of Rin's long hair, still giggling.]

[Rin allows him to brush off popcorn off his hair without protest, and decides to return the favor in kind, fingers diving into blue and seeking out any kernels that may have gotten tangled along the way; Rei's hair is much shorter, though, so this is more like an excuse to keep his hands on him, let them trail down to his temples, his cheeks, spend a little longer drawing circles with the pad of his thumb...

Rei is right; he is equally guilty. And judging from his smile, he's not ashamed to own up to it, not when it's just the two of them.

So he leans forward, presses that smile up against Rei's lips, until his giggles subside, drowned out by little wet noises and a wistful hum every time he tries, unsuccessful, to pull away. When he does finally manage to break away - from the kiss, if not so much from that lasting spell - he's sporting a sheepish grin, and before Rei can bring up his point about how Rin can't keep to himself, he preemptively offers his comeback:]

That wasn't my hand.

[Rei doesn't fight the kissing in the least, eagerly giving back as good as he gets. He might have been guilty of pulling Rin back in when he tried to move away a few times himself, not quite ready to let go.

But then they do let go, and at Rin's preemptive retort he huffs a laugh.]

I stand corrected - you can't keep any part of your body off me.

[Was that innuendo? Maybe. But Rei lets that lie where it is as he reluctantly stands up, not letting go of Rin's hands as he rises. Rin doesn't need his help to stand, but Rei doesn't want to lose contact.]

Come on. I am starting to get hungry, and regular meals are important for our health, as athletes.

[As if Rin needs to know that. But as he waits for Rin to get to his own feet, he can't help but slip away from logic and back toward sentimentality again.]

I love you.

[And he can say it whenever he wants. That, he's sure, is very beautiful.]

[Rin narrows his eyes at that innuendo, quietly reprimanding Rei for throwing that around when they're still trying to get up and get dinner out of the way-- doesn't he know that kind of behavior just invites more trouble? But then he's up, and Rin is up, and it looks like they're finally going to quit goofing around for the time being and get down to business.

That is, at least until Rei slips right back into sappy territory, not that Rin can blame him for it.]

I love you, too. [He smiles, places one last kiss on the back of Rei's hand before letting go. It's a shame, really, and he already misses Rei's warmth and touch, but they can't get any work done unless they detach themselves from each other.]

All right! Time to get this started! [He claps his hands together and gives his head a quick shake, anything to snap out of this mushy trance.] I'll clean this up while you sort out stuff in the kitchen, right?

Yes, that sounds agreeable.

[Rei misses Rin's touch immediately as well, but he does the responsible thing and refrains from reaching for him again. It's just for a little bit, until they've eaten their food and can curl up together - he can last that long without Rin attached at his hip.

He heads into the kitchen, stretching a little to shake out the kinks from laying with Rin in the floor. The ingredients he pulled out a few minutes ago are still waiting, and he busies himself getting them ready to put in a pot together.]

Once I get this started I'll come help you.

[His first reaction is to roll his eyes at the offer-- kind, and generous, and very Rei-like, still, like you'd expect from a prim and proper host, the type he prides himself in being. But given their earlier behavior and that nagging reluctance to part, Rin can see eight through Rei's show of courtesy, seeing deep into his ulterior motives.

Lucky for Rei, Rin just might happen to find them very agreeable, as well.]

Heh. Not if I finish first.

[Is this a race, or a trick to finally get the boring job out of the way faster? Either way, Rin rushes off to his task, bowl in one arm to collect every kernel he picks up off the floor with impressive speed-- because he's in a hurry, and maybe because he's a bit of a neat freak, himself.]

[Rei can't help but giggle a little at his enthusiasm.]

Is this a race now?

[Not that he intends to move too fast with the ingredients (burning himself with boiling water would ruin the mood quite a bit), but he can kid. He carefully divides his attention between his cooking and watching his boyfriend clean, and he feels a weird yearning rise in his chest. Like Rin was thinking, this feels so domestic, and Rei is realizing he doesn't mind it in one bit.

He doesn't say anything more, instead content to just watch Rin and focus on cooking, a big, radiantly happy smile on his face. If he can ever be any happier than this moment, he might just die.]

If you think this is a race, you should've seen me as a kid when I was on cleaning duty at school...!

[It's true, this barely counts as enthusiastic when compared to that overly energetic Rin who would fence his best friend with brooms in place of swords instead of actually sweeping-- the same Rin who, as a result of his playful antics, would spend an hour or two longer than necessary just because he'd gotten carried away. But Rin has already stalled for much longer than he's possibly allowed in one day, so he's going to focus 110% on the task at hand this time, no more distractions!

Once he's done and the bowl of popcorn is properly placed on the counter, he goes for a quick wash of his hands on the sink and quickly scans Rei's preparations. What had they agreed that Rin would help with, again...?

Well. Until he can remember, he's just going to wrap his arms around Rei's waist and prop his chin on his shoulder, watching in silence as his boyfriend does his job. Maybe with a little kiss on his neck, too.]

[Rei gives a happy little hum at the kiss, not doing anything to move Rin away. He doesn't remember what he told Rin to do, either, and he doesn't care to find something for him now. Really, he's just being a good host!

Once the pot is on the stove and simmering, Rei moves them back just a bit and then wiggles around in Rin's arms, like he had what seems like much earlier, before they put all their feelings out in the open. He doesn't stop until he's facing Rin, giving him a light peck on the lips.]

A watched pot never boils.

[That means he should kiss his boyfriend instead of watching their dinner, right? Right. Rei simply can't argue with that kind of logic. It's only practical, after all.]

[The minute Rei's lips are on his, even briefly, Rin flashes him that toothy, almost predatory grin; he had stayed put throughout most of the prep, and though he hadn't really helped like originally planned (he never remembered what he should be doing, and Rei never reminded him, either), at least the job got done this time. Clearly he deserves a reward for being such a well behaved guest, he thinks.]

If you're looking for a distraction-- [A kiss, then another, words crammed in between them.] --I could gladly come up with a thing or two to keep us entertained...

[And before Rei even has a chance to answer, he swoops in for the kill again, lips demanding more from his boyfriends's than just chaste little pecks. They're going to get way too distracted.]

[It would really be a shame if they burned the food Rei worked so hard to prepare, but Rei isn't thinking about that as much as he should be when Rin kisses him so passionately. He reaches up and buries his fingers in Rin's hair, not tugging, though his fingers do get tangled in the strands. He opens his mouth and starts searching with his tongue, pressing his body as flush against Rin's as he can without pushing them both in the floor.

He really needs to stop this and be responsible, but for once in his life he doesn't want to spend so much time worrying. For once in his life he wants to act carefree and focus on the things he craves and not the things he needs.

Luckily, it seems Rin is willing to help him with that. He doesn't reply to Rin's comment verbally, but his reaction should be answer enough.]

[Rin isn't sure what's taken over him today; while he is normally passionate and intense by nature, he doesn't remember a time when he's been this drawn to something, like he absolutely needs to touch and feel and kiss and breathe in everything that is Rei just to keep himself alive. But he doesn't remember a time when he's been truly in love before, either.

So he gives in to his whims, and his gives his all into the kiss. The floor isn't an option, but there's a counter in the kitchen, and that will be enough support if he can get his way and push Rei towards that, hips grinding, lips never parting. His hands are on Rei again, gripping, possessive, slipping under fabric and running up the warm skin of his sides and back, leaving little marks that stand no real match against his bites. He craves for more.

When he finally pulls away, it's only so he can switch targets, latch on to Rei's Adam's apple and his jaw and his earlobes, more teeth than lips. Stationed on the very crook of his neck, Rin takes in a deep breath, and what leaves his lungs in return is a sigh, content and lazy and completely smitten.]

Dinner is served.

[But does he mean the wonderful smell rising from Rei's cooking or from Rei himself? It's hard to tell.]

[Rei lets himself be pushed up against the counter, devours Rin's kisses with equal fervor, and can't hold back moans as Rin moves to his neck, gripping his arms. He uses the counter as support as the grinds back against Rin, pulling on him to keep him as close as possible. He only lets go for a second to pull his shirt off, letting it fall in the floor, before he's on Rin again.

He doesn't know what's come over him, but his head is full of white noise. He forgets about the food on the stove, focusing on Rin instead, pressing his bare chest against Rin's shirt and moaning even more into his kisses and bites.]

Please, Rin.

[Please keep kissing and biting. Please keep up this attention. Please let him give into his desires.

...Maybe please make sure their dinner doesn't burn, because suddenly Rei cares more about how horny he is than the food he was cooking.]

[Dinner isn't exactly forefront in his mind, especially not when Rei so willingly takes off his own shirt like that. Right then, Rin is just taken with the sight, all hungry eyes and eager mouth, fingers unabashedly feeling warm skin he'd just seen not too long ago, like it hadn't been enough to sate him-- and, in fact, it hadn't. It would never be enough.]

Begging already? [A minor tease, but he doesn't even feel like dragging it out longer than that. Instead, he's back on Rei, back to the kissing and biting and grinding, and maybe his hands stray lower, down Rei's waist and hips, reaching underneath his pants and grabbing his ass. Normally, he wouldn't be so forward, but given the circumstances and how often they've been through this same old song and dance this evening, Rei should consider himself lucky he's not being stripped naked right there and then.

Alas, his cooking might not share as fortunate a fate. Is the pot maybe boiling a little hotter than their needs? With some luck, Rin will remember to turn it off before they really get busy. Maybe.]

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