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Entry tags:
GB: Near Enough
Fandom: GetBackers
Pairing: Ban/Ginji
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Ban can't sleep.
It's no good.
Hotel room: good. Bed: good. Comfortable bed: even better. Two comfortable beds: heaven. Or so he'd thought. He's been sleeping in Miss Ladybug with Ginji far too long, after all, all elbows and knees and Ginji's occassional flicker of electricity. Too cold in winter, too warm in summer. And so on. So this should be heaven. He'd never been good at sharing space, before.
But now... Now Ginji's only about a meter away from him, and he can see him right there in the light from the streets outside -- the covers have slipped off already, stupid electric eel can't quit wriggling around for the life of him -- but it's too damn far away.
"Ginji?"
Little more than a sleepy mumble: "Ban?"
"I'm coming over there."
"'kay."
Ban gets out of bed, nearly leaves the covers behind, and then on second thought drags them with him, over to Ginji's bed. It's narrow, but there's still more room than in the Ladybug, and hell, it'll be alright. "Budge up a bit."
Another sleepy mumble. Ginji budges. Ban slides in next to him, arranging the covers, and doesn't tense up even a little when Ginji slides his arm around him. "Missed you too."
"Who says I missed you, dork?"
Ginji doesn't say anything, but he makes himself comfortable, tucked against Ban's side. "Next time, we should get a room with just one bed."
Ban sighs, reaches up to tousle Ginji's hair. "Guess so. Gonna sleep now?"
"Yeah," Ginji breathes, and then he's out like a light, face pressed against Ban's chest. Ban rolls his eyes, but slowly, slowly, he's relaxing.
This is almost near enough.
Pairing: Ban/Ginji
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Ban can't sleep.
It's no good.
Hotel room: good. Bed: good. Comfortable bed: even better. Two comfortable beds: heaven. Or so he'd thought. He's been sleeping in Miss Ladybug with Ginji far too long, after all, all elbows and knees and Ginji's occassional flicker of electricity. Too cold in winter, too warm in summer. And so on. So this should be heaven. He'd never been good at sharing space, before.
But now... Now Ginji's only about a meter away from him, and he can see him right there in the light from the streets outside -- the covers have slipped off already, stupid electric eel can't quit wriggling around for the life of him -- but it's too damn far away.
"Ginji?"
Little more than a sleepy mumble: "Ban?"
"I'm coming over there."
"'kay."
Ban gets out of bed, nearly leaves the covers behind, and then on second thought drags them with him, over to Ginji's bed. It's narrow, but there's still more room than in the Ladybug, and hell, it'll be alright. "Budge up a bit."
Another sleepy mumble. Ginji budges. Ban slides in next to him, arranging the covers, and doesn't tense up even a little when Ginji slides his arm around him. "Missed you too."
"Who says I missed you, dork?"
Ginji doesn't say anything, but he makes himself comfortable, tucked against Ban's side. "Next time, we should get a room with just one bed."
Ban sighs, reaches up to tousle Ginji's hair. "Guess so. Gonna sleep now?"
"Yeah," Ginji breathes, and then he's out like a light, face pressed against Ban's chest. Ban rolls his eyes, but slowly, slowly, he's relaxing.
This is almost near enough.