When I Sew (1,102 Words)
Jounouchi sat on the sofa in the den in Seto's luxurious mansion. It would've been completely quiet had the television not been playing an old western. Jou looked at the white dress shirt that had been thrown haphazardly over the sofa's back. Seto had come home from work early upon finding out that the shirt had a huge rip in the seam, and he was working late tonight to make up for the lost hour. Jou had decided to wait up for his boyfriend, but he was finding it hard to do. He had worked a full day as well at Burger World and was completely wiped. The restaurant had been extra busy because it was a Friday night.
I need ta stay awake, he thought as he drowsily looked around the room. The entire point of the TV was so he'd stay awake but it wasn't helping him at all. His brown eyes kept straying to the white shirt laying a few inches from his shoulder. Where exactly is dat hole? He wondered suddenly and reached out to pick it up. The hole was right along the side seam and, knowing Seto, just the mere thought of his outfit being imperfect would've driven him crazy for the rest of the day despite wearing the fine suit jacket over top of it.
An idea then popped into Jou's little blond head. He sprung up from the couch with renewed energy and ran off to find a maid. He'd need a sewing kit and a spool of white thread. A couple of minutes after beginning his search, he finally found one of the night shift's maids and got what he needed. He walked back to the den happily and plopped down with the shirt in his lap. He threaded the needle and held up the hole to his face. It was then that he realized how long it had been since he had sewn something together.
Jou had originally learned to sew after not being able to buy new clothes for himself whenever he would grow as a child. His father was a terrible drunk and would spend all of their money on beer or poker or a lot of both. He steadied his hand with a deep breath before he started to fix the torn seam. His nimble hands easily fell back into the rhythm he had mastered a long while back: Poke, pull, repeat.
The front door opened and closed softly about ten minutes later. His brown eyes continued to focus on what he was doing despite the urge to look up. He wasn't especially fond of accidentally pricking his finger with the needlepoint or of getting yelled at by Seto when he found out that Jou hurt himself. The clicks of Seto's dress shoes could be heard upon the polished wooden floor out in the hallway, and they were drawing closer to the den. Jou could hear Seto muttering to himself about firing the maid later for leaving the television on but the mumbles were stopped short when cold blue eyes landed on Jou's slouched frame.
At last Jou paused in his work and looked up. "Welcome home, Seto," Jou said gently and with a huge smile. Even with the beyond pissed off and tired look Seto had on his face, Jou still thought he looked handsome and would forever smile in his presence. He liked to think that just his smile could brighten the harsh CEO's day. Little did he know that it actually did.
"I thought you had gone to bed," Seto said from his position in the doorway and his previous glare softened. When Jou shrugged, Seto began to walk towards him. "You should have gone to bed," Seto corrected gently.
"But den I would've missed ya," Jou replied back smoothly. This was a common occurrence within the mansion. Seto would have to work late, and Jou would stay up to wait for him despite being very tired himself. Even as Jou's yawn proved Seto's point, Jou still had a sweet smile plastered on his face. "How was yer day anyway?"
Seto took off his suit jacket and laid it over the back of the sofa. He unbuttoned the first couple of button of the dark blue dress shirt he was wearing and took off his shoes. He practically collapsed onto the couch next to Jou with a small huff. "Could've been better," Seto admitted after a moment of just enjoying the feeling of the couch beneath him. "How was yours? Busy I presume?"
"Yeah," Jou said. His eyes drifted from Seto to the TV and finally back onto the shirt he was trying to mend.
"You could just get a maid to fix that," Seto said gruffly. Jou simply nodded, and Seto decided that he was too tired to argue with him. With a sigh, Seto scooted down and laid so his head was resting on Jou's thigh. Their eyes met, and Jou set the shirt down for to run a hand through Seto's smooth brown hair. After a while, Seto's eyes began to droop and sleep came upon the CEO quickly afterward.
Jou smiled again before resuming his work. He was just about done with the repair and was determined to finish it. Another ten minutes passed and Jou was finally done. Ah, he thought in success. Betta' den eva' now. He gave the seam a few experimental tugs to see if it would hold. When it did, he set the sewing kit down on the beautifully crafted coffee table happily and tossed the shirt on top of it.
He would've then got up to go to bed but Seto was sleeping quietly on his leg. Jou began brushing his fingers through Seto's hair again. His lover subconsciously scooted closer to him, and Jou couldn't help but smile. Relaxing back against the sofa with Seto stretched out beside him, Jou closed his eyes. A content sigh escaped from his slightly parted lips as sleep washed over him like a sweet wave.
"I love ya, Seto."
Alright! Got the second chapter done! WHOOHOO~! Lol. I got one more chapter coming out for sure but I'll go through Google Images and see if any give me an idea. :) Finished this one on the bus ride home lmao. First time I've done that! XD Enjoy and REVIEW~ I'm off to play Skyrim now~! -dances away happily-
