Sausage Dreams
Dec. 17th, 2013 02:10 pmTitle: Sausage Dreams
Author:
write_my_dreams
Pairing: Asagi x Ruiza
Genre: Bandverse, drabble, humor.
Warning: Contains awkward sleep talking
Disclaimer: Asagi and Ruiza do not belong to me. The story, the writing, and the concept are mine.
Rating: PG
Chapter(s): 1/1
Summary: Asagi wakes up to Ruiza drooling on him while dreaming about food.
Authors Comment: Wrote this around 3 AM when I couldn't sleep. Waited until I'd slept and had a chance to edit before posting. Ruiza always talks about food so I figured it'd be likely for him to dream about it too!
A wet feeling on his shoulder woke Asagi from a sound sleep. Ugh, what was that? Slowly he opened his eyes, blinking tiredly. Then grimaced as he realized that the source of the wetness was Ruiza drooling on his shoulder. His lover was snuggled up to him, arm slung over Asagi’s waist.
“Mm… more sausage…” he mumbled.
Making another face, Asagi gently pushed his lover away. He hated when Ruiza dreamt about food while the vocalist was next to him. Ruiza always started drooling. And, since he was a snuggly sleeper, he always wound up drooling on Asagi. At least it was just on his shirt and not his hair this time. Asagi got out of bed and went to his dresser. He took the now-dirty shirt off and pulled on a simple t-shirt with a rose print. Asagi cast Ruiza a wary look as he returned to his side of the bed. He didn’t want to get drooled on again but didn’t want to wake his lover up either. Ruiza needed his rest.
Finally, Asagi climbed back into bed. He pulled the covers up over him. Again, he had to hold his lover back when Ruiza tried to snuggle up to him.
“Tsune,” the guitarist whined. “Gimme back my sausage! I’m hungry. Get your own sausage.”
Asagi bit his lip to keep from laughing. He turned over onto his side to watch his sleeping lover. Ruiza was pouting, fingers twisted into the covers. Listening to him rambling about sausage was unusual since he didn’t eat them often. If they were in Europe, yes, but not so much when they were at home.
Against his better judgment, he didn’t stop Ruiza when he snuggled up to him again. The guitarist nestled against his side and made an odd, growling noise when Asagi gently turned him so that he could pull Ruiza’s back against his chest. At least this way they could still cuddle without him having to worry about Ruiza drooling on him.
“Hungry,” Ruiza mumbled.
“Aren’t you always?” Asagi murmured. He laughed softly, sliding his arms around his lover’s waist and hugging him close. Ruiza could be terrible with his food dreams but it was always cute to hear him talking in his sleep.
Author:
Pairing: Asagi x Ruiza
Genre: Bandverse, drabble, humor.
Warning: Contains awkward sleep talking
Disclaimer: Asagi and Ruiza do not belong to me. The story, the writing, and the concept are mine.
Rating: PG
Chapter(s): 1/1
Summary: Asagi wakes up to Ruiza drooling on him while dreaming about food.
Authors Comment: Wrote this around 3 AM when I couldn't sleep. Waited until I'd slept and had a chance to edit before posting. Ruiza always talks about food so I figured it'd be likely for him to dream about it too!
A wet feeling on his shoulder woke Asagi from a sound sleep. Ugh, what was that? Slowly he opened his eyes, blinking tiredly. Then grimaced as he realized that the source of the wetness was Ruiza drooling on his shoulder. His lover was snuggled up to him, arm slung over Asagi’s waist.
“Mm… more sausage…” he mumbled.
Making another face, Asagi gently pushed his lover away. He hated when Ruiza dreamt about food while the vocalist was next to him. Ruiza always started drooling. And, since he was a snuggly sleeper, he always wound up drooling on Asagi. At least it was just on his shirt and not his hair this time. Asagi got out of bed and went to his dresser. He took the now-dirty shirt off and pulled on a simple t-shirt with a rose print. Asagi cast Ruiza a wary look as he returned to his side of the bed. He didn’t want to get drooled on again but didn’t want to wake his lover up either. Ruiza needed his rest.
Finally, Asagi climbed back into bed. He pulled the covers up over him. Again, he had to hold his lover back when Ruiza tried to snuggle up to him.
“Tsune,” the guitarist whined. “Gimme back my sausage! I’m hungry. Get your own sausage.”
Asagi bit his lip to keep from laughing. He turned over onto his side to watch his sleeping lover. Ruiza was pouting, fingers twisted into the covers. Listening to him rambling about sausage was unusual since he didn’t eat them often. If they were in Europe, yes, but not so much when they were at home.
Against his better judgment, he didn’t stop Ruiza when he snuggled up to him again. The guitarist nestled against his side and made an odd, growling noise when Asagi gently turned him so that he could pull Ruiza’s back against his chest. At least this way they could still cuddle without him having to worry about Ruiza drooling on him.
“Hungry,” Ruiza mumbled.
“Aren’t you always?” Asagi murmured. He laughed softly, sliding his arms around his lover’s waist and hugging him close. Ruiza could be terrible with his food dreams but it was always cute to hear him talking in his sleep.
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Date: 2013-12-18 10:57 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2013-12-18 12:08 am (UTC)Poor Ruiza, worrying about Tsune stealing his precious sausage xD
Besides being really funny it was also adorable <3
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Date: 2013-12-18 10:58 am (UTC)He doesn't want anyone taking his precious food!
I hoped it would be
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Date: 2013-12-18 11:11 pm (UTC)I bet this has happened at least once.
I have something to admit: I've drooled on my bf's shoulder on the bus. Poor him.
I was just tired haha, wasn't dreaming about food.
I know how Ruiza will feel when Asagi tells him what happened...
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Date: 2013-12-19 11:40 am (UTC)Aww, poor guy.
Haha it happens. I usually end up drooling on myself or my pillow.
Probably just giggle and hug Asagi, grateful that he always puts up with Ruiza.
When I got my wisdom teeth out, I was in a drugged stupor on the couch and had an ice pack pressed against my jaw. When I woke up my shirt was soaked and I completely freaked out thinking that I'd drooled all over myself. Mom was quick to tell me that it was just my icepack leaking. Fail!
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Date: 2013-12-23 11:24 am (UTC)I can absolutely see this happening. And the Tsune part actually killed me - my sister saw me giggling and stared at me from the landing.
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Date: 2013-12-23 02:24 pm (UTC)I can so see it too. Haha, awesome!
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Date: 2013-12-26 02:05 pm (UTC)no subject
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