Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Healthy Obsession ❯ Healthy Obsession ( One-Shot )

This little drabble randomly came to me at 3 A.M. It's un-betaed and follows no sort of timeline or canon, I just wanted to write fluffy shota. I hear Wind likes shota yesh? Enjoy!

 

 

Yagami Taichi stared down at the sleeping boy clinging onto him and couldn't help but smile. He was so happy that his parents had agreed to let his friend sleep over. For awhile now the brunette had been an aware of a growing feeling other than friendship towards this boy. This boy…this Daisuke, made him want to do things he'd never thought of before. At first Taichi had been scared; he was only 11, he wasn't supposed to be thinking about things like this, especially with another boy. `A boy who's only 8 years old.' he reminded himself to little avail. The wild-haired brunette blamed this rapidly growing obsession entirely on the little red-headed object of his affection. `It's the way he looks at me. That look he saves just for me when we're alone. He's just so cute and innocent. How can anybody not feel this way about him?'

 

Taichi knew that Daisuke couldn't possibly feel the same way he did, but that didn't stop his mind from coming up with evil, sexy fantasies to torment him. He thought of what it would be like to have the redhead writhing beneath him moaning his name, or better yet his new nickname `senpai'. He wondered how the redhead tasted and what it would feel like to be inside of him. Most of all, Taichi wondered what Daisuke would say if he knew of his feelings. Would he hate Taichi forever? Would he let him down nicely? Or maybe, just maybe, would he one day feel the same way? Whatever happened, Taichi knew that his little obsession wasn't going away anytime soon. So he did the only thing he could do; he pulled Daisuke into a tight embrace and willed himself to sleep.

 

Sometime later, Daisuke awoke to find his senpai's arms enclosed tightly around him. He snuggled closer to his idol, using the older boy's chest as a pillow. He wondered briefly if Taichi would find the situation awkward in the morning. For now though, he decided to just enjoy being this close to his hero. Within minutes he was asleep once more, the innocent smile on his face a fitting cover for the rather risqué dream he was having about a certain brown-haired soccer player. He wasn't too worried; it was only a healthy obsession after all.

 

 

This took about 10 minutes total to write and edit. It sucks, I know. But those 3 A.M. ideas…they just bug ya until you get them down on paper. Hope ya enjoyed it.