Author's Note: Written for LJ Comm Citrus_Taste's "Intoxicated With Your Taste" prompt. Adults only, yo.
More Like Honey Than Plums
Mugen rolled his bloodshot eyes and pointed his finger in Jin's face dismissively. "Ah, shaddap, ya louse. It's nothin' like that." The candlelight danced in his dilated pupils while the shopowner snored in a corner.
"Stop waving that around or I'll cut it off," Jin replied flatly. Mugen got like this every time he got drunk, which was every time they had coin enough for drink, and even sometimes when they hadn't. Belligerent, loud, demonstrative, and loud.
Fuu had fled the dilapidated little eatery when he'd tried to stick his hand down her kimono to prove she wasn't a boy. Jin was inclined to follow, but his single cup of sake had left him too mellow to move unless absolutely necessary.
Mugen patted Jin's face in a mockery of consolation that was enough like a slap to bring a reluctant Jin to his feet in a flash, the vagrant's arm twisted behind his back and his face up against the wall.
"At least yer not all talk and no action," Mugen slurred with a chuckle, pushing his hips back into Jin's groin.
Jin let go his hold with a groan and sat back down at the table.
Mugen shrugged and let himself slump down the wall, flopping onto his ass. "'Anyway, it's not like what you said," he jeered, retrieving the conversation that should have died before it began. "'S'more like honey than plums."
Jin grunted. "Honey's thicker. And sweeter."
The two were silent for long moments, eyes closed and bodies still.
Mugen startled awake again. "You sayin' it ain't sweet?" he growled.
Jin blinked, head drooping. "I'm saying…" What was he saying? "It's…more like fruit…or flowers…."
Mugen roused, pointing again from the floor. "Well, I'm sayin'…" What was he saying? "I'm sayin' yer fulla shit."
Jin didn't answer, slumping over his empty cup.
Mugen was on to something. "I'm right, ain't I? Ya never did taste Fuu's pussy. Yer just makin' it up."
"If you did, I did," mumbled Jin.
"I'm gonna ask her if ya did," vowed Mugen, arm dropping, eyes closing.
"Plums," murmured Jin, letting his head drop into his arms.
"Honey," muttered Mugen, and at last passed out.