Date Written: 10/24/05
Rating: T
Word Count: 388
Characters/Pairings: Dee/Ryo
Mentioned Characters: Chief Smith
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: Inspired by my dear, loving friend Kou, who did this today in my car--and nearly made me wreck, I was laughing so damn hard. Love you, darling. And the song in this piece isn't mine, but Jamie Cullum's Lover, You Should Have Come Over, a wonderful jazz piece that I've been near obsessed with lately.
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The stakeout was boring and futile. Both Dee and Ryo knew it. Why in the world would a crack dealer return to the same corner he got busted at last time?
But Chief Smith had been in one of his anal moods, and it was no use arguing with him. The second Ryo had shut off the engine, Dee had put the seat back down and laid back, intent on getting some sleep.
And he did sleep, or at least he thought he did. Because the next thing he knew, he could feel the cool fall breeze flowing through the open windows, making the hairs on his arms stand on end. He looked over at Ryo, who was leaning back against his own seat, his eyes closed as he sang along softly to the radio.
Maybe I'm too young
To keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind
So you never know.
Dee watched slender, calloused fingers tap the dark leather of the steering wheel in time with the music, watched the fine baby hairs on the back of his partner's neck sway back and forth in the breeze. Ryo just looked so kissable, the dark-haired man just had to pounce.
Ryo looked over at the passenger seat when Dee moved suddenly, both of them staring at one another in shock when the child safety lock on the seat belt that Dee had never bothered to unbuckle activated, halting his movement halfway across the car. The look on Dee's face was simply priceless, a mix of shock and disbelief and disappointment all fighting to be at the top, and Ryo found he couldn't help but laugh.
"Damn it!" Dee yelled, putting more pressure against the safety belt as if that would make it work. Ryo, who could feel tears of mirth forming in the corners of his eyes, put a hand on Dee's shoulder--
--and pushed him back.
Which meant the safety belt clicked back and locked, putting the blonde out of Dee's reach.
"Damn it!" Dee repeated, yanking on the belt with his hands. "This is NOT FUNNY, Maclane!" he retorted.
"No, it's hysterical!" Ryo choked out, falling onto the steering wheel in his laughing fit.
Dee fell back against his seat, sulking. "Fucking child safety lock's the bane of my existence," he muttered darkly.
Ryo's laughter redoubled.
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