I put this up really quickly so I could counteract the angst of Porcelain (my other Hiro/Suguru story) and because bloodytwistedangel kicks ass. Thanks much.
This is theme #28, snow globe.
Hiro felt Suguru shift. Then the weight at his side disappeared. He heard a loud THUNK!
"Ow," came a sullen, sleep mutter. Hiro opened his eyes and looked over the side of the bed. Suguru was lying facedown on the floor. "Goddamn bed," the younger boy cursed, not moving.
Hiro placed his chin on Suguru's pillow, looking down. "You okay?" he asked, a smile creeping onto his face.
Suguru shifted and then groaned. "I would be…except I landed on something." He reached underneath him. Then he pulled a snow globe out from underneath him and chucked it at Hiro. It missed by a good foot and landed on the soft bed.
Hiro picked it up, peering at it. A little man was in it, a few foreign characters surrounding him. Hiro smiled fondly. "This is from when my parents went to Korea. They had fun there." He threw it up once and then caught it with the other hand.
Suguru pushed himself up and flopped onto the bed, only his upper half actually landing on the bed. He made a noise in the back of his throat, eyes shutting, already drifting off to sleep.
Hiro grinned and then poked Suguru in the stomach. Suguru's eyes snapped open, glaring darkly. "That hurt. The goddamn snow globe probably gave me a bruise."
Hiro's grin became larger. "Want me to kiss it better?"
The only response he got was Suguru pulling the pillow from underneath him and smacking Hiro in the face with it.