Drabbles x3
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hoopyfroodSome drabbles. Oh god, why have I done this? xD All PG and lame as this is my first time writing anything in years. I suppose these are to satisfy my recent need to write something, anything.
All completely un-beta'd, so expect many mistakes which I am apologizing for in advance.
I'm going to go and die from emabarassment now. Bye.
Breaking Hearts - Jun/Sho
Sho breaks Jun's heart everyday.
When Sho worries over Ohno or scolds Nino, and only throws a small exasperated smile over at Jun who is curling his hair over by the make-up table, Jun feels his chest ache. He pretends not to notice. Pretends the pain isn't making him feel sick and continues to stare straight ahead. All the while, stealing glances at Sho's reflection in the mirror just above his shoulder, as he offers Ohno some of his bento. A frown gracing his features as he fusses over the oldest member of Arashi. He can't help but watch as Sho smacks Ninos hand away from the food because, “It's not for you, It's for leader”.
Sho breaks Jun's heart when he doesn't worry about him. When he doesn't tell him off. Because if he did, Jun could pretend that there is something deeper between them that goes beyond friendly smiles and pats on the back. Jun finds himself pretending and wishing a lot lately.
Sho breaks Jun's heart when a squeeze on his shoulder after a particular gruelling practice session doesn't promise anything. Doesn't promise cold nights together in bed, toes touching under the covers and fingertips delicately skimming up forearms. Doesn't promise autumn walks, hands clasped tightly together with laughter bubbling up and out from between slightly chapped lips. Doesn't promise anything Jun wants.
Sho breaks Jun's heart when he rushes into the dressing room late. Hair askew, face coloured with red patches and chest heaving. Sho always breaks Jun's heart when he looks his most beautiful, because he knows he can never touch him when he looks like that.
Sho breaks Jun's heart when he leans into him on stage. Cheeks squished together and fingers ghosting around jaw lines. When he touches back, he means it. Sho doesn't. Jun gets his heart broken in front of a bigger audience this time.
Sho breaks Jun's heart everyday when he gently cups Aiba's cheek and breathes a “Good morning” against his lips.
Late as Usual - Ryo/Shige AU
I don't know what the fuck this is all about XD
Shige knows getting to school shouldn't be this difficult. Scratch that, catching the bus to school shouldn't be this difficult and he briefly wonders what he ever did to deserve this.
“Ah. Shigeaki-kun. I didn't see you there” The bus driver leans back into his seat and taps a steady rhythm onto the steering wheel, an absolutely psychotic smile on his face that shows more teeth then necessary. Almost proudly fingering his name tag, 'Nishikido Ryo', with his free hand.
Shige holds his tongue. The only thing stopping him from pointing out that how someone who can only just see over the steering wheel became a bus driver is beyond him, is that he really needs to get to school and he knows Ryo will think nothing of shoving him back out through the door. And possibly backing up a few times just to make sure he's dead.
“Like hell,” Shige deadpans, wiping soaked strands of hair out of his eyes, “I was waving my umbrella about and you didn't even slow down.”
“Oh believe me I noticed,” Ryo drawls, making a point to leer at Shiges chest, “But who am I to deny the rest of the world of such a lovely view. Maybe you should have used that umbrella for what it was designed for and you wouldn't be practically flashing me.”
Ryo's eyes gleamed mischievously as Shige quickly crossed his arms over his damp shirt.
“Are you going to get in or are you going to keep standing here flirting with the bus driver?” A passenger inquires from behind Shiges back, eyes narrowed through thick glasses. Shige blushes up to the roots of his hair as he scurries off to sit down at the back of the bus, next to a small blonde haired guy who's dozing against the window. Glancing at his watch he curses.
“Asshole”
Constant - Nagase/Taichi
Nagase likes cute things. Cute small things. Like a little fluffy kitten that you can fit in the palm of your hand or a tiny baby rabbit, nestled comfortably amongst mounds of hey.
Nagase likes Taichi because he's cute and small. Whilst Taichi can't actually fit in his hand, Nagase likes to think he can. Taichi being sweet and small is a constant in Nagase's life he couldn't live without. Taichi keeps Nagase grounded. His small warm smile that makes his eyes crinkle up at the corners and sparkle at the same time is something he comes to expect seeing everyday. Something he needs to see everyday.
Sometimes on stage, Nagase has to fix his eyes on one spot throughout the whole gig. That's because he knows that if he looks back at Taichi, bouncing behind his keyboard and absolutely glowing, he knows he'll miss a line in the song or a chord or just end up gurgling incoherences into the mic. Taichi is cute and Nagase likes cute things.
Problem is, Taichi is looking anything but cute right now. Nagase can hardly bring himself to care.
He's lying stretched out on the sofa in their dressing room back stage. Shirt discarded, hand resting near the top of his jeans with two fingertips disappearing under the waistband of his underwear that is poking out at the top. Head thrown back, throat exposed and eyes lightly shut. Sweat making his whole body gleam. Taichi is cute, but he's also ridiculously sexy. And over the years, sexy Taichi has become something that Nagase would really love to see more of.
They have about 3 minutes until they have to go back on stage. Nagase knows he isn't the brightest crayon in the box, but nothing can stop him from tripping and stumbling over to that sofa, to let his own fingertips dance around and dip down to join Taichi's.
All completely un-beta'd, so expect many mistakes which I am apologizing for in advance.
I'm going to go and die from emabarassment now. Bye.
Breaking Hearts - Jun/Sho
Sho breaks Jun's heart everyday.
When Sho worries over Ohno or scolds Nino, and only throws a small exasperated smile over at Jun who is curling his hair over by the make-up table, Jun feels his chest ache. He pretends not to notice. Pretends the pain isn't making him feel sick and continues to stare straight ahead. All the while, stealing glances at Sho's reflection in the mirror just above his shoulder, as he offers Ohno some of his bento. A frown gracing his features as he fusses over the oldest member of Arashi. He can't help but watch as Sho smacks Ninos hand away from the food because, “It's not for you, It's for leader”.
Sho breaks Jun's heart when he doesn't worry about him. When he doesn't tell him off. Because if he did, Jun could pretend that there is something deeper between them that goes beyond friendly smiles and pats on the back. Jun finds himself pretending and wishing a lot lately.
Sho breaks Jun's heart when a squeeze on his shoulder after a particular gruelling practice session doesn't promise anything. Doesn't promise cold nights together in bed, toes touching under the covers and fingertips delicately skimming up forearms. Doesn't promise autumn walks, hands clasped tightly together with laughter bubbling up and out from between slightly chapped lips. Doesn't promise anything Jun wants.
Sho breaks Jun's heart when he rushes into the dressing room late. Hair askew, face coloured with red patches and chest heaving. Sho always breaks Jun's heart when he looks his most beautiful, because he knows he can never touch him when he looks like that.
Sho breaks Jun's heart when he leans into him on stage. Cheeks squished together and fingers ghosting around jaw lines. When he touches back, he means it. Sho doesn't. Jun gets his heart broken in front of a bigger audience this time.
Sho breaks Jun's heart everyday when he gently cups Aiba's cheek and breathes a “Good morning” against his lips.
Late as Usual - Ryo/Shige AU
I don't know what the fuck this is all about XD
Shige knows getting to school shouldn't be this difficult. Scratch that, catching the bus to school shouldn't be this difficult and he briefly wonders what he ever did to deserve this.
“Ah. Shigeaki-kun. I didn't see you there” The bus driver leans back into his seat and taps a steady rhythm onto the steering wheel, an absolutely psychotic smile on his face that shows more teeth then necessary. Almost proudly fingering his name tag, 'Nishikido Ryo', with his free hand.
Shige holds his tongue. The only thing stopping him from pointing out that how someone who can only just see over the steering wheel became a bus driver is beyond him, is that he really needs to get to school and he knows Ryo will think nothing of shoving him back out through the door. And possibly backing up a few times just to make sure he's dead.
“Like hell,” Shige deadpans, wiping soaked strands of hair out of his eyes, “I was waving my umbrella about and you didn't even slow down.”
“Oh believe me I noticed,” Ryo drawls, making a point to leer at Shiges chest, “But who am I to deny the rest of the world of such a lovely view. Maybe you should have used that umbrella for what it was designed for and you wouldn't be practically flashing me.”
Ryo's eyes gleamed mischievously as Shige quickly crossed his arms over his damp shirt.
“Are you going to get in or are you going to keep standing here flirting with the bus driver?” A passenger inquires from behind Shiges back, eyes narrowed through thick glasses. Shige blushes up to the roots of his hair as he scurries off to sit down at the back of the bus, next to a small blonde haired guy who's dozing against the window. Glancing at his watch he curses.
“Asshole”
Constant - Nagase/Taichi
Nagase likes cute things. Cute small things. Like a little fluffy kitten that you can fit in the palm of your hand or a tiny baby rabbit, nestled comfortably amongst mounds of hey.
Nagase likes Taichi because he's cute and small. Whilst Taichi can't actually fit in his hand, Nagase likes to think he can. Taichi being sweet and small is a constant in Nagase's life he couldn't live without. Taichi keeps Nagase grounded. His small warm smile that makes his eyes crinkle up at the corners and sparkle at the same time is something he comes to expect seeing everyday. Something he needs to see everyday.
Sometimes on stage, Nagase has to fix his eyes on one spot throughout the whole gig. That's because he knows that if he looks back at Taichi, bouncing behind his keyboard and absolutely glowing, he knows he'll miss a line in the song or a chord or just end up gurgling incoherences into the mic. Taichi is cute and Nagase likes cute things.
Problem is, Taichi is looking anything but cute right now. Nagase can hardly bring himself to care.
He's lying stretched out on the sofa in their dressing room back stage. Shirt discarded, hand resting near the top of his jeans with two fingertips disappearing under the waistband of his underwear that is poking out at the top. Head thrown back, throat exposed and eyes lightly shut. Sweat making his whole body gleam. Taichi is cute, but he's also ridiculously sexy. And over the years, sexy Taichi has become something that Nagase would really love to see more of.
They have about 3 minutes until they have to go back on stage. Nagase knows he isn't the brightest crayon in the box, but nothing can stop him from tripping and stumbling over to that sofa, to let his own fingertips dance around and dip down to join Taichi's.
