Title: Seibu or Bust Author: nimrod_9 Rating: PG-13 Pairing: Just the boys Word Count: 361
Warnings: Unbeta’d. Grammar, what grammar? Notes: inspired by the article here
They sat in identical wingback chairs with Remus reading ‘The Times’, Severus ‘The Daily Prophet’. The air smelt of tea and chocolate, and the crinkling of the newsprint randomly punctuated the silence. Remus drew down his paper.
“Perhaps we should take our holiday in Japan.”
Severus lowered his own newspaper.
“Why Japan?”
“Well, there’s Mount Fuji and the cherry blossoms and sushi…”
“Lupin, please. You know I do not eat raw fish.”
“Severus, sushi isn’t only raw fish.” Damn, he was getting off the track. “They have those exceptionally fast trains.”
“We can Apparate faster, besides they have the same trains in France and Germany.”
Remus was grasping at straws now. “They have sumo wrestling.”
“Lupin, is there something you are not telling me?”
“What do you mean, Severus?”
“Are you looking for something different?”
Remus shook his head in confusion. “Different? I don’t understand.”
Severus rolled his eyes and his jaw tensed. “Obviously, I will never be a chub, and if that is your pleasure you should attend the European Big Men's Convergence not wander off to Japan.” His voice was clipped and tight as he finished.
Remus tossed down his paper and was out of his chair in a moment, tossing aside Severus’ as well. He grasped both of Severus’ hands. “I’m not looking for someone else.” Severus tried to squirm away. “Look at me!” Remus demanded. Severus put on his best glare.
“I was reading an article about ‘men only’ train carriages in Japan. They have ‘women only’ ones to prevent gropers and now men want their own. I thought we might enjoy a little public groping in one of those carriages.”
“We can do that here.” Severus replied.
“Not without a notice-me-not charm.”
“True. Apparently, the Japanese have not accounted for gay perverts such as yourself.”
Remus grinned. “Apparently not.”
“As you are already manhandling me, perhaps you could practice your groping skills here.” Severus suggested.
Remus chuckled and pressed a kiss to the palm of each of Severus’ hands. “Very well, but we still have to pick a place for a holiday.” Remus scooped Severus up out of the chair and strode briskly toward the bedroom.