Francis's face was hilarious, Kiku thought as he laughed. He had served him one of his favorite sushi, with a dallop of wasabi. He had been appalled when he heard that the blonde man disliked sushi and the spicy wasabi. Maybe it was just because he had never had any of the good stuff? Kiku had made him one of his favorite rolls, and the wasabi with the most punch.
Maybe he had been wrong…
Francis was sitting and waving his hands about, as if that somehow helped cool down the inferno in his mouth. He was shouting, trying to tell Kiku to get him something to drink. He groaned in frustration as Kiku just kept laughing.
"Kiku!" he said exasperatedly, "Don't just sit there! This is your fault! Help me!"
Kiku stopped laughing, though an amused giggle escaped him once in a while. He got up to get Francis a glass of milk. He took a sip, Francis wondering what he was doing, "Kiku, why are you-"
Kiku cut him off, pressing their lips together in a surprise kiss. Francis opened his mouth willingly, feeling cooling relief as Kiku transferred the milk into his mouth. He groaned at both the relief from the heat and Kiku's skilled tongue.
Kiku pulled away after Francis had drank all of the milk, "They say that milk helps combat the spice of wasabi. Did it work?"
"It was too spicy, ma moitié," Francis shook his head, "I am used to lighter foods than that. But the milk did help."
Kiku chuckled. "That was nothing compared to some of the things that Yao makes."
"Remind me to decline any offers he may give to cook for us than."
They laughed and Francis pulled the dark haired man into an embrace, loving the faint flowery smell about him. He pulled Kiku onto his lap, so that the shorter man was straddling him. "You know…" he said.
"Hmm?"
"My mouth is still a bit spicy, can you give me some more milk?" he asked innocently, eyeing Kiku's lips.
Kiku rolled his eyes, but complied. He leaned back to grab the cool glass on the table. "Heaven forbid," he said, taking a small amount into his mouth, and kissed him again.
A/N: I'm trying to get back in the mood for writing, so, one-shot! I wanted to try out some Frapan. I got the idea from the tumblr blog, imagine your OTP. It seems like a cute pairing, though there are few stories on them.