Gokudera was alone in his apartment. His boyfriend was out of town for a few days since he was a professional baseball player. He was doing chores while listening to music on his iPod. He selected his favorite playlist and hit shuffle.

Bed stay in bed

The feeling of your skin locked inside my head

He grabbed the laundry basket and headed to the washing machine. He quickly separated the whites, tossed them into the machine and turned it on.

Smoke smoke me broke

I don't care I'm down for what you want

Day drunk into the night

Wanna keep you here

Cause you dry my tears, yeah…

He walked absently through the apartment, humming along to the song. He picked up the books from on the coffee table and placed it on the shelf.

Summer lovin' and fights

How it is for us

And it's all because

This song always reminded him of his lover. The silver haired man sighed; he really wanted Yamamoto to come home soon.

Now if we're talking body

You've got a perfect one

So put it on me

Swear it won't take you long

If you love me right, we fuck for life

On and on and on

He couldn't remember the last time he was held in those strong arms, with their lips locked and his legs wrapped around his lover's waist, pulling him deeper inside him.

"Now if we're talking body, you've got a perfect one. So put it on me, swear it won't take you long."

He heard the front door open and he immediately spun around. He locked eyes with his hazel-eyed lover and continued singing.

"If you love me right, we fuck for life. On and on and on."

Yamamoto cocked an eyebrow at the spectacle before him; his boyfriend seductively singing and dancing to a beat only he could hear. His self-control snapped as he dropped his bags by the door and slammed it shut. He lifted his boyfriend bridal style and carried him off to their bedroom, eager to make up for the time he spent away from home.

The next morning, Gokudera woke up to the delicious warmth of his boyfriend. He grinned as Yamamoto's arms automatically wrapped around him, pulling him onto his broad chest.

"Mmm… Hey Hayato," he whispered sleepily.

"Takeshi… How was the game? Did you win?"

"Yeah, we won. But I missed you so much. Next time, you're definitely coming with me."

Gokudera blushed deeply, "I-I missed you too."

"I realized from last night's performance. What song was that?"

"Shut up, baseball freak. "Talking body" by Tove Lo."

Yamamoto chuckled, "Remind me to listen to it later."

"Shut up."

Yamamoto smiled against Gokudera's neck and gently kissed him before falling asleep again.

~Finished~

The song is Tove Lo - Talking Body. It's so damn catchy, I can't stop singing it. Review :3