Disclaimer: Don't own (Or the series would be called Kanda's D. Man, oh heck yeah)
He liked physical affection. Physical affection was fun.
Twister was fun too. Lavi-lovin' Kanda, Lavi decided one day as he gave up on his Chemistry essay, was like a game of Twister.
Given that Twister was played the way Lavi wished it would. Just him and that beguiling, be-spotted mat. Oh, and maybe a shot of whiskey before every move he had to make. Ooh, ooh, and Kanda growling out "Left hand, red" so that he could be totally witty and reply "Well you're gonna hafta come a little closer if y'want me to grope you, Yuu-chan!" because Lavi's nick-name was so The Big Red (he was big, right enough, and a natural red head mmhmm).
And yeah, it was hard as all hell to twist his arm just so and cock his hip just right to win (at Drunk Twister and getting away with holding Kanda).
But it was so. Totally. Worth it.
Because after the 6th shot of whiskey or so (he'd be a giggling mess by then, our boy's a happy drunk, right-o) and another order was called out, and fancy that! He could make his left knee touch yellow! Then, well, then all his limbs would feel the glazed-over euphoria of the deserving, and everything about everywhere he was stretched and contracted was perfect perfect purr-fect, and God, Lavi loved the world.
Like he deep-deep-loved Kanda, and adored the times he got away with left hand, Kanda's shirt, right foot, hooked around his Yuu's, top lip, ear lobe, bottom lip, opposite side, omnomnom and away, my darling, gosh you taste nice, gosh Yuu feels good, just oh.
God.
Lavi leapt to shaky feet and ran ran ran all the way to Kanda's house, and knocked knocked knocked, and waited.
"The fuck, Lavi"
Because it was Tuesday, dude, nothing happens on a Tuesday, so why why why was Lavi's green eye glinting oh-so-deliciously?
Dangerously, Kanda meant dangerously. He had no interest in eating his Rabbit.
Not today, at least.
And Lavi sprung, latching onto Kanda and wrapping himself right 'round right 'round, in that special gay magical way of his that made touching not... suck.
"Ooh baby" Lavi crooned into Kanda's ear. "Baby baby baby, let's have a game of Drunk Twister. Buck naked, oh yum"
Fuck everything. Awesome things could happen on a Tuesday. Kanda shut the door and Lavi held up a bottle of cheap gold golden whiskey.
"Forrrrrrrrr-ty per cent, Yuu-chan, gimme a couple of shots, I'll be drunk off'a my face, m'dear. Get the mat, and get outta that shirt!"
Whatever the fuck Drunk Twister ended up being, Kanda solemnly deeply vowed, he was going to abso-fucking-lutely love it.
A/N: Oh yes, tomorrow is the big day! Moar AU ghey-silliness. I've never played Twister (never even seen it), so the game play may be sketchy, do point out any mistakes. Today's and tomorrow's are my utter favourites. And I should mention that this, the one before and the one after were written solely on my cellphone. Thus the brevity, and I suspect the awesome-ness XD Do read and review, though in the warm spirit of the occasion I shall be posting on irregardless of review numbers (hurrah!)