Title: Of caves and questions.
Summary: Todd decided to revisit the doubts about his sexuality when they're trapped. All over a freaking kiss.
Warnings: boyxboy (Brotzly), drabble (534 words)
Disclaimer: I don't own Dirk Gently's Hollistic Detective Agency, is property of Douglas Adams, Max Landis and the BBC.
This is my first English fanfic! So, you can correct whatever error you see, it will be greatly appreciated :) Enjoy.
The tension was insufferable at that point.
They were trapped in that freaking cave-trap-whateveritwas for who knows how long. Farah have promised to look for help, but until she came back, it was obvious than they have to do something with Dirk to be able to survive that cold night that whas starting to crawl through the place.
But this.
This wasn't what he had in mind.
When Dirk innocently came closer to him, the last thing that crossed his mind was this. Human heat, of course. It was obvious when you think about it with a cold mind.
But how can you think coldly about it when he was so damn close!?
And every time with less clothes
The terror invaded Todd for a few seconds; maybe he knows everything that goes through my mind?
He looked at the ginger up and down. "Why are you doing this?
"Human heat, dummy. One of the best surviving tips during cold nights" Dirk smiled confidently. Seemingly naïve to the situation.
¿Naïve?
There was something in his eyes, a sparkle, the flame that started the fire inside him.
-Alright, but this doesn't leave this place, okay?- Todd put his index finger on the chest of the ginger.- No one can know, do you get that?
Dirk press his lips together and nodded, a smiled still in his face.
Todd sighed and started taking his clothes off, feeling the cold on his skin. But not one second later, Dirk was there, full attention on Todd, hugging him.
Ah, dammit. Goddammit. Fucking dammit.
His heart started beating faster than it ever has; his face started flushing like crazy and all his body feel hot whenever Dirk has touched.
The kiss that follows was just the right thing to do at that moment. What does is matter if when they leave, they have to ignore whatever happened here? What does is matter if no one appears until the next morning?
The only thing that matter is that they were together, skin with skin, lips over lips.
The sexual tension that existed between them has been insufferable until that moment. Until that kiss. The silent question was lingering on the air, why didn't we do it before?
Who cares?
Everything started going very quickly once they both connected over that kiss. It started sloppy, but both adapted fairly easy to each other.
Dirk's hands couldn't stop moving for one second, playing with his hair and making circles on his waist
I'm not ready for this. I'm not ready. No.
Todd separated abruptly. His eyes open like plates over the realization of what they had done and his lips reddened by the kiss.
"I'm not gay, Dirk." Maybe, that's how he thought, but his body had decided to had his own consciousness in that moment.
Dirk chuckles, but quickly composed himself and nodded. "I'm not going to do whatever you don't want. I promise" He smiled, maybe the sweetest smile Todd had ever seen.
He decided to take his word this time.
Todd jump over him, pushing his lips over Dirk's, without thinking about his freaking sexuality for a few seconds.
He would think about it when he leave the cave.