Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Pillow Talk ❯ Pillow Talk 2: The Morning After ( Chapter 2 )

Yamato purred softly as his lover nuzzled into him, and he wrapped an arm around their warm, snuggly form. His mind was slowly awakening from sleep, and he looked down to see the gorgeous face beside him. I am the luckiest guy that ever breathed. And I mean luckiest.

"Morning, love," he murmured as his lover slowly started to peek at him. The other grumbled in obvious annoyment.

"Five more minutes."

Yamato chuckled, then slipped out of bed and headed for the shower. Koushirou always looked so adorable when he was asleep, especially when he didn't want to wake up. The redhead spent countless hours on his computer, his fingers caressing the keys as if they were a secondary lover.

And I don't care what he says, I do not think computer football counts as sports!! Yamato mused to himself as he showered. Okay, so it does keep his hands so very supple and skillful, but it's not a sport. He smiled gently; he'd never tell Koushirou that, though.

Once he was through, he walked back into the bedroom to see Koushirou hugging his own pillow close to him and making happy noises. Yamato chuckled softly; his lover was part feline Digimon and he took up much more space than was allowed under the laws of nature. Been together since I was fifteen and he was fourteen. After that...time with Sora.

Yamato tried very hard not to think too much about that time. He and Sora had made the mistake of trying to date, and while it had started off well, things just hadn't worked out. They were still friends, but both of them were firmly homosexual now. And after all this time, she's the only other one we know of who knows about us. The others know we live together, but I don't think they know we live together. He ran a comb through his hair carefully. I don't see how they could not know. After all, they know we're both gay, I dated Taichi for six months. I guess they just didn't think we'd click this well.

Koushirou purred softly as he hugged the pillow closer to him. Yamato had to smile; he'd often wondered if his lover did things like this just to make him smile. He's so different from Taichi. And I like that. He knew that he and Koushirou were so very different from each other, literally to the point of being total opposites on some things, but he didn't care.

"Time to wake up, love." Yamato gently brushed back Koushirou's hair and smiled at him. "Come on. You know you have to."

"Leave me alone..." Koushirou mumbled. Yamato chuckled softly as the redhead cracked an eye open and looked up at him. "It's a Saturday. I don't have to get up."

"Yes, you do, we had plans, remember?" Yamato tapped the promise ring on his hand, reminding him of the special dinner they'd agreed to go on, to celebrate their promising to each other.

Koushirou snorted. "So change them to plans where we can keep in bed." He wasn't usually irritable, but if he didn't get his nap, he could be quite cranky.

"Lazy," Yamato murmured lovingly. Koushirou tended to stay up rather late doing various things, but Yamato didn't mind. Anything to keep his lover happy. Besides, it gave him loads and loads of time to sit there and stare at the redhead happily.

Koushirou glowered at him. "I am not a morning person, Yama-chan, and you know it." His glower turned into a sexy little grin. "My best work is at night."

"Very true." Yamato slid back into the bed; a little more napping with his lover couldn't hurt. He snuggled into him, their bare bodies cuddling in all the right places. He's so talented. Yamato nuzzled against Koushirou's neck gently. Skilled on the computer, in the bed, in the kitchen...sort of. His eyes danced behind their closed lids as he thought about the first Christmas he and Koushirou had spent together.

Yamato had been practicing with the band for one of the most important concerts of their burgeoning career. Koushirou had popped up with a plate of homemade cookies. Yamato had almost panicked as he remembered how he'd first started to date Sora, and how that had ended. Of course, this hadn't turned out the same way, but still...it had given him several worries for a while. Not nearly as many worries as Taichi had, who hadn't seemed to be able to make up his mind between which one of the two of them he wanted, but it had been annoying.

Both of them were just reaching that perfect point of sleep when they were interrupted by the noisy jangling of the telephone. Yamato sighed and picked it up. This better be important, or someone out there is going to die a horrible painful death. "Hello?"

"Hey, Yamato, I got a question." It was Yagami Taichi. Yamato bit back some much nastier words than he usually used. Taichi was his best friend, but sometimes, he just wouldn't let go!!

"Taichi, neither Kou-chan or I are going to go out with you! You know that!" Yamato snapped. "We are dating! We are sleeping together! We're happy with each other!"

"Shut up!!" Taichi snapped back. "That isn't what I was going to ask! I'm over both of you! If you hadn't noticed, I haven't been around you two in months! Now, how do I keep Iori-chan from screwing me to death? Not that I'd really mind all the sex, but I'd rather not die from it!"

Yamato looked over at Koushirou as the other looked at him. "Are you sure that Iori isn't a breed?" Those of the Chosen Children who had Digimon blood in them tended to have a higher sex drive than those who weren't. Koushirou had teasingly theorized it had something to do with the high amount of pornography that existed on the Internet, but no one was really sure if they believed him or not. "Taichi's asking for advise on how not to get screwed to death." Yamato turned back to the phone. "Have you considered drugging him?"

"With what?" Taichi almost sounded desperate.

"Sleeping pills?" Yamato suggested, then grinned as he heard another voice over the phone.

"Tai-chan?" Hida Iori had grown into a tall, handsome young man, and Yamato couldn't really blame Taichi for falling for him, once the whole concept got into his brain. "Who are you talking to?"

Taichi almost sounded scared. "Yamato and Koushirou. Shouldn't you go back to bed?" He moaned softly, and Yamato figured from the sound of things, Iori was a very tactile person, at least with Taichi.

"I couldn't sleep without you." Iori murmured, and Yamato heard something that sounded vaguely like fingers being run through hair.

He chuckled softly. "Taichi, just tell him you need to rest." He didn't think Iori would be unreasonable...

Taichi gulped audibly. "Iori-chan..."

"Hm?" The green-eyed Chosen nuzzled against him lovingly. "Come back to bed, Tai-chan."

The brunette squeaked. "I need to rest!" He almost sounded terrified.

"I know." Iori stroked his fingers across Taichi's face gently. "But I can't sleep without you with me."

Yamato could almost feel Taichi's resistance melting, and smirked as the brunette spoke into the phone. "I'll see you guys later."

As the phone was hung up, Yamato looked over at his lover. "Taichi and Iori?"

Koushirou shrugged. "I've heard of weirder things, and seen them." That wasn't the weirdest pairing the Chosen Children had wound up with.

"Takeru and Gabumon." Yamato remembered how his brother and his partner had fallen for one another. That had nearly given him a coronary.

Koushirou grinned mischievously. "Jun and Rosemon." That had sent shockwaves throughout both worlds, especially to anyone Jun had ever dated.

"Tialmon and Tentomon." Yamato teased. Koushirou rolled his eyes.

"I said weird , not impossible." The redhead snuggled into his lover's arms. Though Takeru and Gabumon and Jun and Rosemon had fallen for each other, his Digimon mother was still faithful to her beloved Lillymon, and Tentomon was quite happily ensonsced with Wormmon. I'm just glad Father and Ogremon haven't made a big issue out of being together. Koushirou still found it a bit shocking that the powerful Leomon that they'd met so long ago on File Island was his biological father. It was a shock that really never wore off for either of them. He can be just as annoying as a viral parent, if not more so, since all their viral parents were disposed of! Miyako and I are the only breeds with living parents, and Leomon and Phoenixmon just can't seem to stop meddling in our lives. Not that I mind...it's kinda nice...just...I have two sets of parents!

He snuggled into Yamato, then looked up as his lover asked him, "Got any farther in your game yet?" He indicated the laptop still half-open to one side, with a paused digital football screen on it. Koushirou nodded, and Yamato grinned. "Save it."

As Koushirou obeyed, he felt Yamato's fingers wandering down his spine. Oh, he is a tease. I wonder if I should tell him I'm making progress on figuring out on how we can have our own kids. No, he decided. That would be a nice surprise for Yamato's birthday.

The kids would be amazing, though. Partly viral, partly human, partly data, and partly vaccine, they would be a little bit of everything. They'd still count as viral breeds, though, really. He thought back to their conversation of the night before and chuckled mentally. I bet that's all he's thinking of them as too.

"All saved?" Yamato asked as Koushirou closed the laptop. Koushirou nodded, and his lover pulled him closer and started to nibble on his neck. "I love you, Kou-chan."

Koushirou purred back, snuggling tightly into Yamato. "Not as much as I love you, Yama-chan."

And then he showed Yamato just what he meant.