Not Happening
Summary: 'Wait a minute… when exactly did we decide that I'd be bottom?' Haru said it with such a serious voice- startling Rin back. What the hell was that meant to mean? That Rin himself was to bottom? Ha, no chance. RinHaru, HaruRin, fluff. One-shot.
Warning: Readers not comfortable with yaoi, or two males having a discussion on who would top/bottom, please turn away now.
A/N: If anyone had read the RinHaru doujin 'Baby baby baby', then you'll know exactly where this conversation came from.
"Haru, I figure now is a good chance for me to give you a nice fucking." Rin spoke, a lazy smirk crossing his lips before he stretched back and relaxed. He watched as Haru furrowed his brow, merely assuming that the raven-haired male was going to agree with him-
But what came out of his mouth was something Rin didn't expect, at all.
"... 'Fucking'...? You're going to do me?" Rin blinked rapidly, before closing his eyes and raising his hands.
"Exactly! It's the only way to get you to find something other than my face to fall for, see?"
"Wait a minute… when exactly did we decide that I'd be bottom?" Haru said it with such a serious voice- startling Rin back. What the hell was that meant to mean? That Rin himself was to bottom? Ha, no chance.
The look Rin was getting could be classed as a glare at the same time, but he shot Haru the exact same look as he cleared his throat.
"Huh? No matter how you slice it, it's only logical that I'd be on top!" Haru blinked before narrowing his eyes.
"The hell it is!"
"Just shut up and get fucked!"
"There's no way that's happening!"
There was silence right after that-
Not because they had nothing else to say. It was because Rin had grabbed Haru by the arms and pulled him close, kissing him and biting down on his lip. Of course, Haru made a noise when sharp teeth caused his lip to bleed, but went quiet straight after it.
Haru was just not accepting on being bottom. Not at all. So when Rin let his guard down he shoved and pushed the other in the wall, freeing his arms before a somewhat smug expression crossed his face.
"Like I said, there's no way I'm going to be bottom. In your dreams Rin-" Haru paused when Rin started laughing before he felt himself being pushed back once again. "-we can have this argument all day if you want."
"Argue all day if you want Haru, it's still obvious that I'll fucking top."
"No."
"Yes."
They then stared at each other, almost as if trying to stare the other into submission, but both were quite determined not to bottom.
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After a few hours, a pattern of seeing who could pin who to the bed, they both flopped, panting softly from the amount of effort it took with their non-stop moving.
"Haru-"
"I'm not bottoming-" there was a sudden grown before Haru turned his attention towards Rin, who was rubbing his head. "... Hungry?"
"Well, we've been having this… discussion… for hours, we've skipped over dinner."
"I'll go make mackerel."
"Not fucking mackerel-!" before Rin could start arguing on that, Haru had shot off and out of the room to the kitchen. Closing his eyes, he brushed his hair away from his face before getting to his face. "Mackerel again…"
He walked out the room, before he paused and licked his lip and called out.
"You know what Haru, make as much mackerel as you want! You'll need the energy later!"
There was the sound of a pan getting dropped, causing Rin to laugh loudly.
All he knew was, arguing with Haru had its quirks.