FAKE Double Drabble: Stargazing

[bk_forever]

Title: Stargazing
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, Ryo.
Rating: PG
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Dee is learning there are some good things about camping.
Written Using: The dw100 prompt ‘Stargazing’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Double drabble and a half, 250 words.




Dee has lived most of his life in the city, with occasional forays out into the world beyond. City life is what he knows. Camping out in the middle of nowhere is a completely alien experience for him, with biting bugs, hazardous plants, wild animals, and the ever-present possibility of snakes, the one thing he’s truly afraid of.


He and Ryo have been out here three days and already he misses indoor plumbing, hot showers, electric lights, air conditioning, cold beer, TV, and his bed with its mattress and comfy pillows. Ryo’s having a good time though, and Dee figures he can put up with the primitive living conditions to make his lover happy. After all, it’s only for two weeks; surely he can survive that.


Besides, it’s not all bad. It’s kind of fun cooking over a campfire, and the lake’s good for swimming in during the hottest part of the day. With nobody else around they don’t even need to bother with swimsuits, which leads to plenty of other enjoyable activities. He’s even kinda enjoying the long hikes through the woods that Ryo keeps dragging him on; he has to admit Ryo picked a beautiful spot for them to camp.


The best part is this though; lying on their backs on a blanket late at night, listening to owls hooting, and staring up at a sky so full of stars it seems unreal. They never shine this bright in the city. Maybe he could get used to camping.



The End










 

Comments

[katleept.livejournal.com]

I can't say NEVER, but Range (where we live) is in our BLOOD. Our ancestors were actually one of the original settling families, and our family has lived here on and off ever since. Any time most of us have tried to move away, we've always ended up coming back. Case in point? Lived here since I was two years old, then 8 years in Andalusia after Hurricane Ivan killed the other house (FEMA gave us enough money to move but not enough to get a new home), 2 in Florida, and back home after that, ever since, and to stay!!

[bk_forever]

Home is special, some of us just have our roots deep in the place we live. My parents moved here from London, lived in another house for a few years, moved into this house with my older sister a couple of months before I was born. I've literally never lived anywhere else, never moved out, and I know I couldn't move to another town and be happy. This is where I belong.