redlikecrimson | RL with Ken

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RL with Ken

It hadn't been the easiest thing in the world to manage but somehow he'd come across a Japanese film that didn't have subtitles. He'd seen it once years ago when he was still in high school so he was aware that it was an action film. The genre wasn't exactly his favorite but he didn't mind it either. Besides, he knew that Ken would probably enjoy something with more action to it than anything else and since there wasn't much variety he went along with it.

Without telling Ken what kind of movie he'd found for them to watch, Aya set it up on their TV they'd bought for their room and brought the remote over to the bed so he could sit next to Ken. He'd already ensured they wouldn't be bothered for the rest of they which meant plenty of time for privacy.

"Ready?"

[ooc: Adult times ahead.]

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"Aside from spending my time locked in our room with you, I didn't really have plans."

Which probably sounded strange coming from him but it did happen once in awhile. He didn't always have a plan or have things figured out enough to tell people what to do. A shocker but a fact.

Besides, sometimes it was better not to plan everything when Ken was involved.

It did sound a little strange, but Ken didn't mind. Both of them being at loose ends was a nice change, to be honest.

"No ideas or anything? You're slipping, Aya."

"That or I've been taking lessons from you."

Aya lifted a brow before moving to reach for the remote. Might as well get the television turned off now while he was thinking about it.

Smirking, Ken scooted down to lay on the bed, dark eyes watching Aya's every move.

"Please. You have yet to learn my ways. Besides, I don't have as much time to be lazy here lately."

Remote grabbed, he turned off the television before putting it back on the bedside table.

"You say that with such confidence."

"Complete confidence."

That so sure smirk still curled his lips as he tucked his hands under his head.

Glancing over at Ken, he gave him a look that was somewhere between amusement and teasing doubt.

"Oh? I'm not sure I believe it."

"So how should I prove it to you, then?"

Ken's look held nothing but amusement.

"You're apparently the master of being impulsive. You'll have to come up with a way."

Getting off the bed, he pulled his shirt off so he could change into clothes more comfortable for just lounging on the bed for the rest of the day.

"That doesn't mean I'm always impulsive, Aya."

Dark eyes watched the redhead closely. Ken might still be in jeans and a shirt, but changing clothes was certainly looking like a good idea...

"I know."

Taking his pants off as well, he folded them up and set them aside along with his shirt before changing into a pair of sweatpants. They would be comfortable enough.

And all Ken did was lay there and watch him.

"In fact, it gets downright tiring at times."

Aya glanced over his shoulder when he realized that he was feeling eyes on him. Oh. That was the look Ken gave him when he was apparently distracting him.

"You could get changed too, you know."

Grinning wryly at being caught staring, he rolled off the bed and toed his socks off, then shimmied out of his jeans. Of course, he didn't mind being in just his boxers when he was with Aya. After all, he slept in them or less most of the time.

"Am I really that distracting?"

Looking for a t-shirt that was clean, he looked away from Ken, turning his back to him while he went through the closet.

How could he not know?

Shaking his head, he glanced back at his boyfriend before settling back down on the bed. It wasn't but a moment later that he was stretched across the covers, reaching for the remote.

"Sometimes."

Finding a shirt, he pulled it on and went to get back on the bed next to Ken. He was sure that soccer was about to come on but he could put up with it.

"I had no idea."

Ken was a master at flipping through the channels, as he was proving right then. It really took talent to instantaneously realize that each channel had no soccer or anything else that was relevant to Ken's interests.

"I know you don't. That's kinda part of it."

Leaning against the headboard, Aya pulled Ken's head into his lap while he watched the channels go by. How Ken could go through the channels that fast was beyond him but he didn't comment on it.

"Is it?"

Oh, position change! It was a good thing that Ken didn't mind being moved, especially if Aya was the one moving him. Smiling faintly, he curled up and wriggled a little closer, still flipping channels.

"Yep."

Aya watched the television a little bit longer while he ran his fingers through Ken's hair. Finally, he lifted a brow.

"I think you're going to run out of channels."

There was a soft grunt of disagreement from Ken, even though the channel flipping did slow down at the feel of fingers in his hair.

"Not likely. There's hundreds of channels..."

"I think we'll see them all at this rate."

Aya looked down to give Ken a look. Still, it was a little bit amusing so he could give him that much.

That just earned Aya a soft snort and a bit of a poke to the side of his leg, but sure enough, the channel flipping stopped soon after that. Sighing, Ken closed his eyes.

"Four hundred channels and not a damn thing on. Now what are we gonna do?"

Leaning down, Aya gazed down at the brunette in his lap before he decided that he could come up with something. Namely, bringing both hands to Ken's scalp and massaging it slowly.

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