Title: Everybody Needs A Little Kink
Author: Neko-chan
Fandom: Durarara!
Rating: PG to R
Pairing: various
Summary: My shorter fills written for the drrrkink meme on LiveJournal.
Pairing: Mikado/Aoba
Rating: PG
Prompt: Mikado/Aoba - established loving relationship
Anon here is tired of unrequited Aoba-Mikado.
So for once, she wants to see them together in an established relationship and actually be happy in it.
If perchance filler!non wants to make it Mikado/Aoba/Kida it's also okay- so long as they're all happy in the threesome relationship. All anon wants is a happy relationship. And yes- anon wants it to be pure fluff. No angst, please. Some H/C if filler!non wishes but please please please no unrequited love.
Smut is welcomed but not obliged.
Please fill this- for once, anon wants to see her request filled.
Daybreak
:
It is the morning light that wakes Mikado first.
He stirs slowly, lazy and sleepy. The dream world still calls to him, and it is an uphill battle to finally be able to bring himself to open his eyes. The light, filtered though it is by curtains, is enough to make him grumble in annoyance, and he turns onto his side away from it to nuzzle into the soft hair beneath his cheek.
Aoba smells like spice and orange, delicious and familiar and his, and the older teen can't help but smile slowly as he curls in closer-because Aoba is warm and Mikado is still trying to fight off wakefulness. He burrows in as tight as he can, slipping hands up and under the edge of the younger boy's shirt; caressing fingers over the sharp bumps of Aoba's spine, Mikado takes a moment to marvel at the fact that Aoba is here, in bed with him, and trusts him enough to sleep easy.
Their dreams are filled with contentment, and Mikado can't remember the last time that he had a nightmare.
"…mmm? Sempai?" the smaller teen asks, rubbing at an eye as Mikado's hands stroke over the sharp wing of a shoulderblade. He is rumpled and childish like this, vulnerable in a way that Mikado knows isn't easy for Aoba: the other teen has had to go his entire life learning how to be strong and cold, manipulative in the worst ways possible-constantly looking for a weakness in others so that he could take the advantage. But here… here, there is peace and quiet and trust that took a long time to build, and there is also long stretches of silence between the both of them, glances more than enough to carry on a conversation.
The reminder is enough to have Mikado loop his arms around Aoba's slim waist, and he smiles down at the other teen while a happy flush tints his cheeks with rose, and Mikado knows that he is lucky to have this, to have Aoba. "Go back to sleep," he says softly, hooking his thumbs in the waistband of Aoba's boxers at the small of his back.
The look that Aoba gives Mikado is slightly dubious, but he still cuddles closer and tilts his head up just as Mikado inclines his own, each meeting the other halfway.
They kiss.