Disclaimer: I don't own any recognizable characters mentioned in this non-profit Non-copyright infringement..-ing fic. If I did...Hunter and Dustin would be in my closet.
Author's Note: No idea where this came from...chh...yeah I do...bad memory in HS, I feel bad when I look back at but it really wasn't my fault...really guys, if something's bugging you or making you uncomfortable would you keep looking?.....right. enjoi?
H a r d t o R e s i s t
On days like this Dustin liked to lounge around in his boxers and an old shirt, totally comfortable. It was an overcast and it had been raining outside so he left the living room window open just enough for the smell of the wet earth come through into the house. The smell and feeling of the dirt, flowers, and trees were fine dry, but wet, everything just seemed that much clearer to him. The yellow ninja was lying down on the beige couch; his head propped up on the arm as he flipped through the channels with one hand and lifted his micro waved burrito to his mouth with the other. The voice of a small apprentice chef filled his ears as he set the remote down and brought one of his legs on to the couch, laughing at the rambling rock monster on screen. He took another bite from his snack then tugged at the end of his yellow robot boxers as he squeezed some of the filling out. Totally gross. He scrunched his nose at the thought of what the beans and beef looked like before he licked it and sucked it into his mouth, it wasn't that he didn't like the filling, they just always put way too much of it in, so this would take a little while.
"Hey Dustin, I just finished dropping your motor, so I was just going to take a quick....break...be...fore...." He swallowed hard and his grip tightened on the grease stained rag he was cleaning his hands with.
"Hmm?" Dustin looked from the thick burrito between his lips up to the thunder ninja at the threshold of the living room; he was here to switch the motor out in his bike. Kelly had told him his bike was slowing down because his motor was faulty, he knew that, thing was, he didn't know how to change it out without damaging his bike, so Hunter offered to do it. "You did it...awesome...so..."
"I...was um..." He actually forgot what he was doing as soon as he came into the room and spotted the man sprawled out over the couch. The earth ninja let the near emptied burrito fall from his lips then he held it to Hunter and gave it a shake.
"If you want one, say so dude, they're in the freezer." He didn't know what Hunter's deal was, he looked so...uncomfortable which was weird they were buds, it's not like Hunter hadn't been over his house before and he was fixing his bike up for him, a snack was the least he could do no need to be all nervous about asking for something. So why did Hunter look like he was having a difficulty of sorts?
The crimson ninja coughed and held the rag down in front of himself before giving a quick nod, "Yeah, thanks"