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Fandom: Digimon Adventure 02
Title: Shampoo: Chapter 2: Getting Involved
Romance: Ken x Daisuke
Word Count: chapter: 500||story: 1,000
Genre: Romance||Rated: PG-13
Challenge: Written for One Pairing Boot Camp, prompt #46, bottle; written for 28 Days of Love, Day #5 (write about a pairing from a given list), Written for Diversity Writing, section C, #6, threeshot with all three chapters being 500 words exactly.
Summary: [one-shot, Ken x Daisuke/Daisuke x Ken, One Pairing Boot Camp; 28 Days of Love, & Diversity Writing] Daisuke borrows Ken's shampoo and has a few naughty thoughts.


Daisuke's imagination flowed freer as he worked the fresh shampoo into his hair. He had all the time in the world to get this done right, and while he'd washed it that morning, he'd spent the whole day going around in places that left his hair with a tinge of smoke and a layer or so of dust in it.

Of course, the fact he was using Ken's shampoo and it smelled so much like Ken himself had nothing at all to do with this. At least, that was what he told himself, and if he couldn't believe himself, then who could he believe?

His thoughts turned back to when Ken returned home. Once he'd made certain his lover relaxed enough, he'd bring on the hot food. Hot ramen would be the best. Ken favored some of the rarer types, but Daisuke considered that a challenge more than anything else. Perhaps he'd try tonkotsu stock; he hadn't done that in a while. Maybe some seaweed; Ken had liked that the last time he'd tried his hand at it.

Ken might want something more solid after that, though, so Daisuke made some other plans, something along the lines of grilled fish and vegetables. The very thought made his mouth water even now. Ramen was his favorite by any means, and his livelihood, but he liked cooking almost anything. He loved seeing people happy because of what he made for them. Ramen was just the easiest item he could carry around to sell to the most people.

He wouldn't feed Ken by hand, no matter how tempting it was to make certain he didn't strain himself in any way. No, he would just share the meal with his lover, as well as their partners. That would be the best way to welcome Ken back. He'd listen to everything Ken had to say as well; Ken didn't speak of his cases often, but now and then he would wind down by telling Daisuke what he could of what happened.

Once Ken had talked himself out to the point he could actually sleep, Daisuke would tuck Ken into bed and let him rest up before either of them even considered doing anything else. As much as he already wanted to do everything to and with Ken that he was missing out on now, he knew very well how tired Ken could be after a big case. This was hardly the first time this had happened and he knew full well that it wouldn't be the last.

But when Ken woke up and they were both in the mood, then he could already imagine his hands trailing down Ken's neck and sides, and Ken returning the favor, with little teasing kisses and soft, intimate nibbles along the way.

"Daisuke?"

Daisuke jerked up at the sound of his name, eyes flashing open. That had not been part of the fantasy, at least not in that questioning tone. "Ken?" What was Ken doing home so early?

To Be Continued