drabbles100 challenge; Kawamura-centric
theme # 69: thunder
AkuTaka; PG-13 (for language)
It had never occurred to him that Akutsu might be afraid of thunder.
"Akutsu…" He says softly. "Are you going to be okay?"
His inquiry is met with a glare from the corner of the restaurant furthest from the door and windows where Akutsu is crouching, hands tangled in his silver hair, cigarette lying forgotten on the glass counter.
"Fuck you," is the enunciated reply.
"It's not that bad. After all, we haven't lost our power yet—"
The lights went out, followed by a yelp.
"Ah… I guess I'll go find a flashli—"
Disoriented by the dark, Kawamura only hears clattering and muttered curses. It is when he feels warm breath by his neck and sudden pain that he realizes Akutsu has vaulted the counter and is now digging fingers into his shoulders.
"Hey, that hurts!"
"Shut up," Akutsu hisses, "and stay here."
"But—"
"If you leave I'll fucking kill you."
Kawamura sighs softly, settling into his boyfriend's arms and gently pulling him down to sit on the floor.
It is about four hours before the electricity comes back. Kawamura turns to look at Akutsu, and he is sleeping soundly. Well, Kawamura decides after kissing him lightly on the forehead, a few more hours won't hurt.