Record Highs (Ouran High School Host Club, Kyouya/Tamaki, #19)
Author/Artist: Cssndr (subtle_subtext)
Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club.
Theme: #19, red.
Disclaimer: Neither King belongs to me, unfortunately, and my dog would hate Antoinette. :\
At this point, Kyouya could hardly be bothered to remember what had gotten him into this condition to begin with. He was gasping for breath, his glasses slightly askew, and the hand that he let fall beside him after dragging it across his forehead was sticky with sweat. The only positive thing to be drawn from the situation, he thought, was that Tamaki was in the same boat. Possibly with a slight sunburn, to boot.
"Remind me once more why I'm chasing your dog, Tamaki."
The blonde glanced up from the torn knee of his jeans, dismayed expression still in place. "Because she's chasing your cat," he stressed, not for the first time.
Also not for the first time, Kyouya shot the younger boy a scathing look. "That cat is not mine; it belongs to Father. Furthermore, this whole mess could have been prevented if you'd just left that mutt at home."
There was a moment in which Kyouya wondered, vaguely and irrelevantly, at the consequences of besmirching dear Antoinette's honour, and then Tamaki was keening, whining and nearly wailing, draping himself over his best friend supplicatingly.
"Tamaki! Stop i--- stop! It's too hot for this --"
Actual irritated protest faded into a subtly annoyed look as the King opened his eyes to meet Kyouya's. "You're not going to leave me to find her on my own, are you?"
... Damn. He could have, too. But those eyes looked more violet than ever in contrast with the harsh red of sunburnt cheeks, and there was a dam of tears threatening to burst. If anything in the world could disarm Ootori Kyouya, it was Suou Tamaki and his maddening sincere need.
Leaning down, Kyouya placed a serene, uncomfortably warm kiss to Tamaki's forehead. "No, Tamaki. Just get off of me before we melt together."
Though in another circumstance, the Shadow King mused as he rose languidly to his feet, it wouldn't have been unwelcome.
Cross-posted to ouranhostclub, ouran_fic, ouran_fanfics, and kyouyatamaki.