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Padiddle Gone Wrong; Shinji/Yutaka
Topic Started: Sep 19 2014, 11:40 AM (139 Views)
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Title: Padiddle Gone Wrong
Author: Peyton (TakingOffMyCollar), also posted as Pimpedoutgreenears on fanfiction.net
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Battle Royale novel/manga mashup, slight AU.
Pairing/Characters: ShinjixYutaka.
Warnings: Swearing, sexual themes and mentions
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Characters belong to Koushun Takami.
Summary: A simple road game turns into a fight over a shirt.
Author's Notes: I've been stuck on finishing this for over a year, but I finally did it. I don't really care for the end, but oh well.

As the car approached them, its one still lit headlight illuminating the way, Shinji slammed his hand up to hit the roof mere seconds before Yutaka managed to.

Yutaka cursed as the car whizzed past them, his hands already reaching down to unbutton his pants.

"Aww, look who's already down to just his underwear." Shinji taunted as his boyfriend removed his pants.

The boys were in the middle of playing padiddle, a road game which Yutaka wasn't very good at. The rules were simple, every time a car with only one lit headlight passed, you hit the ceiling, and the last person to do so had to shed a piece of clothing. You also had to remove a piece of clothing if you hit the roof when the car didn't have a busted headlight, or it was a vehicle with only one headlight, such as a motorcycle. But once everyone was naked except for one person, the game was over and everyone could put their clothes back on.

At the moment Yutaka was left in just his boxers, while Shinji had only removed his jacket so far. And really they both knew that Shinji had let Yutaka hit the ceiling first on that one.

"Yeah, yeah, just get me naked already so I can put my clothes back on. It's fucking freezing." Yutaka told Shinji as he crossed his arms over his chest.

It was freezing in the car. The heater had broken on the way to visit a potential college. Normally one wouldn't have went college visiting in the winter, but to Shinji college visiting meant going to a basketball game. He wanted to make sure he didn't get stuck on a shitty team. Yutaka had complied, being a basketball fan himself, even though he couldn't play the game to save his life.

"Who's to say I'm going to get you naked? I kind of like the view." Shinji said smirking as he took his eyes off of the road long enough to give his boyfriend a once over.

"Oh, come on! You can't do that, it's not fair!" Yutaka complained, shooting a glare in Shinji's direction.

"Actually I can do that. See, I don't make the rules, babe, I just follow them." Shinji grinned as Yutaka continued to glare at him. Whether it was just because Shinji wanted to make him sit in his boxers in negative degree weather, or because he'd used what Yutaka would deem a stupid pet name Shinji didn't know. Either way he was amused.

"I'll just get you naked then." Yutaka decided.

"Good plan. It only took two hours to get you this naked." Shinji pointed out.

"Okay, fine. Then I just won't hit the ceiling at all." Yutaka tried.

"Good, because I won't either. Do you mind showing me how hard your nipples are?" Shinji questioned.

"Damn it, fine! What do you want?" Yutaka relented and asked.

Shinji pretended to think about it, but he didn't really need to. This had been the plan the whole time. And Yutaka had finally realized it. It was probably not good for their relationship that Shinji constantly did things like this to get Yutaka to do what he wanted, but he just couldn't help himself. It was too easy sometimes.

"Come on, Shinji. What? I'm freezing." Yutaka reminded him impatiently.

"I want you to wear one of my shirts to bed." Shinji said nonchalantly.

"No." Yutaka answered much in the same fashion.

Shinji wasn't surprised. Yutaka had been adamantly against sleeping in one of his shirts since the beginning of their relationship. In fact the first time he'd ever suggested it Yutaka had made a gagging motion.

"I guess you'll just have to freeze then." Shinji replied easily.

Yutaka shrugged before shivering violently.

"I guess I would also accept road head." Shinji said in a mock serious voice. He figured this would be the moment Yutaka would offer him something else, or start arguing with Shinji about how stupid the whole thing was, depending on how long he was willing to argue in the cold. It wouldn't cross Yutaka's mind that he could always just put his clothes on regardless of what Shinji said. Yutaka had too much pride to quit midgame.

Yutaka sighed, and then to Shinji's surprise he muttered, "Fine." Before he reached for Shinji's pants.

"Wait. Wait. Seriously?" Shinji asked as he pushed Yutaka's hands away and looked at him incredulously.

"What? You asked for road head, I'm giving you road head. I want to put my clothes back on." Yutaka supplied before once again reaching for Shinji's zipper. Shinji pushed his hands away.

"You would seriously rather give me road head, knowing that it's dangerous, and that you'll probably choke every time we hit a bump, than wear one of my shirts to bed?" Shinji asked, stunned and a little annoyed, although he wouldn't admit to that.

"You'd seriously rather talk about this than put your dick in my mouth?" Yutaka asked, his voice sounding amused and his smile looking a little flirty. Shinji would think it was pretty sexy if Yutaka didn't do shit like that every time he wanted to get out of talking about something.

"Yes," Shinji said seriously.

"Oh, come on. What? Do I have to beg to suck it now? I could." Yutaka said as he reached over to rub Shinji's thigh.

Shinji once again swatted his hand away.

"Seriously, why does it bother you?" Shinji asked.

"Shinji, come on, let's talk later." Yutaka tried once again, giving Shinji the bedroom eyes he'd gotten good at giving.

"Yutaka, drop it, and actually talk to me about this." Once Shinji said it Yutaka's face instantly soured.

"Christ, Shinji, who the fuck cares? I just want to put my clothes back on." Yutaka was obviously annoyed. Shinji would be more sympathetic if he wasn't just as annoyed.

"Put them on then." Shinji said, his eyes not leaving the road. It'd still be at least 45 minutes until they got home. It might end up being an awkward drive.

"You're mad at me." Yutaka replied. Shinji was very eager to respond with a comment about how impressive Yutaka's observation skills were.

"Yep." Shinji said instead. Even when he was mad he managed to stay calm.

"Seriously? You're pissed at me over a shirt?" Yutaka asked, not moving to touch his clothes.

"No, I'm pissed that you won't talk to me about it and keep trying to distract me with a blowjob, like I'm not smart enough to notice." Shinji said it calmly, looking over at Yutaka briefly.

"I'm not trying to distract you! I just don't want to talk about it, and I figure you'll accept that better with a blowjob." Yutaka explained awkwardly. Shinji could almost laugh about it.

"How considerate of you." Shinji responded with an eye roll.

"Look, I'm sorry. I just don't want to talk about it." Yutaka said calmly.

"Then don't. Just put your clothes on." Shinji replied, his tone even.

"You're still mad at me." Yutaka said, looking upset and once again leaving his clothes untouched.

"Yeah." Shinji agreed.

"So what? You're just gonna be mad at me forever?" Yutaka asked.

"You have two options here, Yutaka. You can either talk to me about it now, or you can wait me out until I get over it and hope it never comes up again." Shinji told him simply. He would inevitably get over it, but not for a while.

"Well, those are shitty options." Yutaka complained. Shinji only shrugged signaling that those were the only options he was getting.

"Just—Christ, why do you care?" Yutaka relented.

"You never talk to me anymore, for one thing." Shinji explained. Yutaka looked surprised and annoyed.

"What are you even talking about? I literally talk to you about everything! Seriously, everything from how class went to how big my last shit was! I tell you everything!" Yutaka yelled.

"Yeah, you talk to me about that kind of stuff," Shinji agreed. "But you don't talk to me about what you're thinking, especially when it concerns our relationship."

"…You get all that from me not wearing one of your shirts?" Yutaka asked, sounding confused.

"I get all that from you not talking to me about our relationship, Yutaka. This isn't about you not wearing a shirt. It's about you not telling me why. And you do that kind of stuff all the time. And I don't care if you don't want to do things, just tell me why." Shinji explained.

Shinji wondered if Yutaka would pretend he didn't know what Shinji was talking about. Shinji knew damn well he did. Things like Yutaka hating pet names, or refusing to hold his hand even is the most secure locations, or rolling away from him after sex instead of cuddling were common.

It wasn't like they were big things, or even things that Shinji cared about a lot. It was just that Yutaka wouldn't talk about why he didn't like those things, and that was worrisome.

"I just don't see why me not wanting to do something isn't enough of an answer for you." Yutaka laid his head against the headrest, pulling his knees up to his chest. Probably to be a little warmer.

"Because when I put all of the things you don't want to do together it just seems like you don't want to be with me." Shinji said as though the idea didn't bother him. Really he wanted to pull over the car to have this conversation, but he knew it would be easier to keep calm if he had something else to focus on.

"What are you talking about? Of course I want to be with you!" Yutaka looked shocked and a little hurt.

"Sometimes it doesn't seem like that. It seems like you see me as a friend who you also happen to sleep with. All the couple stuff? You aren't interested in it, and you don't tell me why. And I know you were never like that with girls." Shinji spoke in relation to the two brief relationships Yutaka had had prior to being with him. "And I don't get it, Yutaka. I don't know if it's just me or if penis is a deal breaker for you."

"I was literally trying to put your dick in my mouth five minutes ago. Penis isn't a deal breaker." Yutaka sounded like he was trying to be both funny and reassuring, but it wasn't really enough for Shinji.

"Then is it me?" Shinji asked.

"No. You—I love you. You know I do. You know I do. It's just— It's different for you." Yutaka managed to get out.

"What's different for me?" Shinji asked confused.

"…Stuff like the whole shirt thing. Doing that kind of stuff— It just makes me feel less, I don't know, manly. And you don't worry about that kind of thing because you're you."

Shinji actually felt pretty relieved at those words, although he still didn't quite get it.

"How does that kind of stuff make you less manly? Guys participate in couple stuff too. I don't worry about it because it's not something to worry about." Shinji told him, sounding confident.

"You just don't get it." Yutaka said as he rubbed his hand across his face. He suddenly looked very tired.

"Then make me," Shinji demanded.

But Yutaka was lightly shaking his head, almost like he didn't think he could explain, and even if he thought he could, he didn't really want to.

"I love you too, you know? Damn. I just miss us being on the same page. I miss knowing you like the back of my hand, or at least feeling like I did," Shinji explained, hoping that the more he shared the more open Yutaka would be to doing the same. Really Shinji didn't know what else to try.

"No one's ever made you feel like you weren't good enough," Yutaka started as he looked down at the floor. "No one's ever laughed at you because you couldn't throw a ball right, or because you're smaller than everyone else. No one's ever called you a Nancy boy. You've always been the epitome of man, and I never have been."

Shinji was about to speak, but when Yutaka kept going, he managed to silence himself.

"And I don't exactly know what my problem is with that in regards to our relationship. I don't know if I think you haven't realized all of that yet, and I'm trying to stop you from finding out the inevitable, or if I know there's no way you haven't noticed, and I'm trying to change your mind. I just—I don't want you to see me how I see me." Yutaka's tone said he was on the verge of tears, but Shinji knew that given the conversation topic he'd hold them back.

"You want to know what I see when I look at you?" Shinji asked, voice low.

"What?" Yutaka asked, his voice sad and humorless.

"Huge balls." Shinji said firmly before meeting Yutaka's confused eyes. "You have more guts than anyone I've ever met. Yeah, you're the smallest guy in class, but you sure as hell don't act like it. You're the guy who's going to stand up for a puppy, no matter the size of the guys threatening you. You're the guy who won't stand for anyone having a bad day. The one who's going to make someone laugh even if it kills him. And you're the guy who won't put his clothes back on because he has too much of what can only be described as manly pride to quit a game."

Yutaka looked both surprised and like he might cry in gratitude.

"Yutaka, stuff like being good at sports and not showing any feelings doesn't make you a man. Sticking to your guns and being a good and honest person does. And you've always been those things to me. You always will be."

"Thanks, Shinji." Yutaka said looking like the words had really sunken in.

"Also, the next time you feel like something you do isn't manly remember the time I got mad about a shirt and wouldn't let you give me head because I wanted to talk about our feelings for twenty minutes." Shinji said before giving his signature wink.

At that Yutaka started laughing so hard that even Shinji had to join in after a second.

Once the laughter had stopped Yutaka turned to look at Shinji, his eyes dry and a smile on his face. "You know, you can still get the head."

"Really now?" Shinji asked, a grin on his face as he finally let Yutaka's hands reach over and unbutton his jeans.

"Yep," Yutaka answered as Shinji wiggled his pants down enough for his dick to be accessible. "And maybe the shirt thing too if you play your cards right."

"How about if I let you blow me?" Shinji asked lewdly.

"Perfect," Yutaka replied, his voice sounding on the edge of laughter. "Just, drive slowly."

"Yes, sir." Shinji replied, one hand already moving to wrap itself in Yutaka's hair.
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