Welcome! Unfortunately, I do not own FAKE. That honor belongs to Sanami Matoh-sama. But I will shamelessly manipulate her characters for the time being.
-
Second Chapter! Sorry if you're having to reread, but bear with me. If you're a newcomer, stick around. It's going to get good, I promise. This is shorter than the last chapter, shows what happens when Dee comes over later. This is barely the beginning.
Dee wearily dragged his feet up the stairs to Ryo's apartment after a hard day. Apparently, the damn badger (aka the chief) had still been half asleep when he sent Ryo home earlier. But when he was fully conscious, he blamed Dee for his partner's absence and actually made him do all of his and Ryo's work before leaving.
He grumbled unhappily as he tried Ryo's door- unlocked, as usual. He was way too careless for a detective.
Dee smiled to himself, taking a moment to envision his koi lounging on the couch and looking both sexy and needy as he waited for him to come in. It was a nice fantasy, but not to be fulfilled that night he discovered upon seeing the vacant living room.
As strange as it might seem, for once he was sort of relieved that Ryo wasn't laid out to cater to his every desire. He'd been really worried about Ryo's odd behavior earlier and hoped he was now resting. Dee's desires could wait until his lover was back to being himself.
After shrugging off his coat and shoes, Dee checked the bedroom and found Ryo still asleep. Grinning wickedly, he quietly walked over and eased down beside him. For a few moments, he just sat there drinking in the sight of his sleeping partner's form. The outline of his gorgeously lean frame was visible beneath the cream colored sheets. His broad back was turned towards Dee, and honey curls still damp from the shower fanned across the pillow. Dee couldn't resist taking one of those curls in his hand. He twirled the lock a few times before his fingers involuntarily trailed down to the perfectly formed neck, gently caressing Ryo's skin. He had to exercise strong self-control to keep from doing anymore.
Ryo needed to rest. He'd been looking a little worn out. Dee had to content himself by gently draping an arm over Ryo's waist and laying down beside him, placing his head in the crook between Ryo's neck and shoulder so he could breathe in his lover's warm scent.
It wasn't until he was this close that he could hear Ryo's barely audible whimpers. Dee hugged him gently, hoping to comfort him and soothe whatever dream he was having, but the sounds grew as he applied more pressure.
"No..." Ryo moaned, still asleep. Dee was torn between wanting him to rest and protecting him from whatever was running through his head. He settled for stroking his cheek and whispering softly as he held him. With any luck, Ryo would either wake up or calm down.
Of course, since when was Dee known for his luck?
"Stop it. Don't..." Ryo began to struggle against Dee's arms.
"Ryo," He gently shook him.
"Stop."
"Ryo, wake up."
"STOP! Dee!" Ryo shoved violently against an unsuspecting Dee, who toppled off the bed. His thrashing also resulted in him becoming tangled in the sheets and hitting the carpet on the opposite side.
Shit, Dee thought, rubbing his head as he climbed to his feet. Ryo hadn't reappeared from the floor yet. Dee walked around to where he lay huddled under the sheet. Dee could hear his shaky sobs.
He dropped to his knees beside his lover, immediately concerned and anxious. He'd only seen Ryo cry twice before- it just wasn't his way of coping.
"Hey, Ryo," He said soothingly as he tugged the sheet away.
"Dee!" Ryo quickly rubbed his eyes as his face came uncovered. He scuttled away until he'd backed against the wall. "When did you-"
"What's wrong, Ryo?" He asked quietly. Dee reached out a tentative hand. Ryo pressed himself flatter against the wall to avoid the touch. His eyes still leaked tear and he looked- well, scared.
Dee saw this in his lover's face and a part of him crumbled. "Ryo..."
The fear suddenly flooded away. Ryo looked Dee in his eyes and began to cry harder. In one swift motion, Dee swooped over and gathered Ryo into his arms, stroking his hair that was damp not only with water but with cold sweat.
Ryo's body shook, but he began to relax slightly as his lover's presence and warm strong body surrounded him. "Dee, it was such a bad dream." He whispered, shivering at the memory. It had seemed so real.
"Hey baby, calm down. I'm here now, it'll be okay. I love you Ryo." Dee kissed his head tenderly and Ryo smiled.
"I love you too."
"You'd better." He hugged him tighter, almost possessively.
Ryo burrows deeper into his arms. They stayed cuddled on the floor, Dee rocking Ryo back and forth as he fell asleep again. Then he lifted him and laid him back on the bed, making sure he was covered. He lingered for a few minutes before kissing the sleeping man's forehead and making the wise decision to leave the room. He couldn't be trusted with a defenseless sleeping Ryo in the room.
"Sweet dreams, baby," He whispered, going out to lay on the couch. He left the door open so he could hear if Ryo began to have another nightmare. But after a long day at the precinct and all the worry over his partner, Dee himself was soon snoring soundly.
So, how was it? Let me know if you were bored out of your mind and I will throw myself off a bridge, or devise some similar method of atoning. But I'm personally getting caught up in the story. Next chapter will have a mild lemon, but don't let that drive you away. Or if you go for lemons, be sure to come back. Sorry, it's slight as of this moment until I figure out how well it goes over.
