Summer Afternoon #2
The sun was a burning disk in the sky, spilling sparkling heat onto the world. Sengoku was draped across the shed roof, arms tucked beneath his head, sucking lazily on an apple lollipop.
Footsteps sounding on the simmering pavement made him crack an eye curiously and roll over, resting his chin on one arm and letting the other fall off the tiles to drape languidly in thin air. Popping his candy into his cheek with his tongue, he spoke around the stick, "Yo, buchou."
Minami raised his eyebrows as he came to a stop before the low-lying shed, face to face with Sengoku, "Little hot to be lying on the roof ... "
"It's not that hot."
"Think you can be troubled to come down from there and look over the line-ups for next week?"
"It's too hot," Sengoku answered promptly, making himself look even more boneless.
Minami looked both amused and somewhat smug as he tsked, pulling a sheaf of papers out of his bag, "Lazy. Good thing I brought them with me, then, so you don't actually have to move."
Producing a huffing sigh, Sengoku rocked, propping himself up on his elbow and popping his sucker out of his mouth, "Hand them over. And hold this."
Papers were exchanged for a lollipop as Sengoku scanned the marks Minami had made and shrugged, dropping himself back into his former lethargic position as his teammate took the papers back, "Looks good to me ... "
"It always looks good to you."
"Can I help it if you're a brilliant buchou?"
Minami just smiled and shook his head before he realized he was still holding Sengoku's lollipop, "Did you want this back?"
"Sure. Put 'er here," came the languid answer as Sengoku's mouth dropped open, indicating that Minami should just pop it back in.
A chuckle. "Lazy," Minami leaned in and rested the sticky end of the apple lolli against Sengoku's lower lip. "Lazy," his free hand lifted to cup the side of Sengoku's head as he drew close. "Lazy," his tongue slipped out and swept the sucker into Sengoku's mouth, sealing their lips around the candy.
Sticky, sweet, slick, scorching. Minami smiled to himself as their tongues tangled across the apple obstruction. Sengoku tasted green.
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