Dry Mouth At Night While Sleeping

Karneval 23 & 24

Title: First time
Author: seleniasan
Fandom: Karneval
Prompt: 05 chocolate
Characters: Yogi, Gareki, presence of Nai
Pairing: Yogi / Gareki
Genre: comedy, shounen-ai
Warnings: flashfiction, slice of life, shounen to
Rating: yellow
Words: 388 words
Notes: betata was not, but I sincerely hope that there is nothing that is out of place or OOC. If you note and I will correct.
Disclaimer: Karneval and its characters are © by Touya Mikanagi. I do not return anything from this I write.

First time

Gareki sighed annoyed, looking electronic dall'aggeggio was dismantled. Quite like the trumpets of the Last Judgement was entered Yogi, along with Nai, loudly declaiming the delights of chocolate. Exasperated at last, the boy blurted out
- You can not shut up once and for all? Yogi
stopped. Then he smiled and chuckled, saying
- I'm sorry. When it comes to chocolate I did not stop anyone.
- No. When we talk in general do not stop anymore. The blond boy
assumed an upset. Then, dismissing Nai with the promise that he would come to play later with he approached Gareki smiling. The latter sighed again with bored expression. At that moment it seemed a good screwdriver improper weapon, but something held him back. At that time he called Akari Yogi, which provoked the reaction of the latter annoyed and plaintive.
- Akari Damn! He hates me to death, what the hell will?!
Gareki merely observe it, then return to his job of dismembering dell'aggeggio electronically. Yogi looked at him for a while 'in silence, smiling. He gently lifted the boy's goggles electrician, then broke off a generous piece of chocolate from the stick and said
- Test, it is good! I bet you'll like it!
without waiting for a reply, she handed the cake, the tousled hair and stood up.
- Ugh, how boring ... Akari always calls me, what am I, his trouser? I bet he gets another message to report to Hirato!
almost certainly was so, as it was known that the hatred and Hirato Akari felt toward each other. They could not communicate in a civilized way those two if there was a third party. Nth call to order, Yogi left the room, saying he would return later.
Gareki finally could finish his work quiet. Some screws and a couple of pieces were on the floor beside removed the carcass of what might have been before the break-up of a transmitter and had to give them dignified accommodation. Gareki skeptically put it between his teeth a piece of chocolate that Yogi had given him, a wonderful after taste. Do not think I've ever tasted chocolate in his life. Yogi was right, was good. But surely he would not have allowed. Or maybe, knowing that the twenty-one would have taken for exhaustion. He ran his hand over his face, returning to work.