I need to learn to think things through.
*sigh* How do i get myself into these things? By being greedy. I don't even think 15 people here care.
taken from inevitabilityy.
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taken from inevitabilityy.
The first fifteen commenters who give me awesome prompts get to request a drabble from me. In return, they have to post this meme in their journal. Post all fandoms you’re willing to write for. OK, so just request, ok? Because y'all ( Read more... )
Yamapi was nineteen the first time he kissed Koyama. Koyama kissed him. At any rate, their first kiss. Yamapi was nineteen the first time they kissed. He didn't like to think of himself as either bright-eyed or bushy-tailed at that point, but maybe, upon reflection, he was a bit of both.
Yamapi wasn't really sure what it was or what it meant, but he took solace in the fact that Koyama didn't really seem to either. They didn't talk about it, because talking about things made them real. Yamapi liked the ambiguity, needed it. His girlfriend never suspected anything. Yamapi felt the most guilty about that part. She was small and cute and just the right amount of feminine, cooked wonderfully, and was understanding about his work. But she wasn't Koyama, and something just seemed like it was missing.
Stolen kisses backstage. Cancelled dates with his girlfriend so Yamapi could have coffee with Koyama. More kisses on dark corners on the way home. "Group stuff" was such a convenient blanket excuse.
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"I think we should stop," Koyama said suddenly, weeks, months after things started. Yamapi had been twenty for two months. He wasn't really sure what to do, so he nodded dumbly, numbly, and suddenly, like it started, it was over.
They didn't talk about that either.
Yamapi's girlfriend didn't notice the time because his work picked up, and his cancelled dates really were because he was working; but then, she never knew any differently. Yamapi told himself that he didn't have to feel guilty about lying anymore. It almost felt good enough.
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It was the day after Yamapi's twenty-first birthday. Technically, anyway. In his head, it still felt like his birthday, because what was midnight, anyway? The party wasn't nearly as crazy as his twentieth, but it was still an excuse for a good time and in reflection, Yamapi would probably admit that he'd gotten carried away. At the moment, Yamapi wasn't thinking about such things.
The last of his acquaintences had bowed their way out, and even his friends were starting to look a little tired in their old age, and Koya-mama volunteered to make sure the birthday boy made it home in one piece.
Short elevator ride down three floors to the lobby, out the little entrance. It wasn't much of a place from the outside. Stepping out into slightly chilly air, Yamapi paused; Koyama stopped too, checking that his charge was ok.
"I broke up with my girlfriend," Yamapi said suddenly, with a drunkard's logic, and kissed Koyama on the lips softly in the shadow of the building. It wasn't a long kiss, but it felt like forever since the last time they'd done that, and through the alcohol-haze, Yamapi wanted to savour it, memorize it in case it never happened again.
Koyama broke the kiss gently, rested his forehead against Yamapi's. "Gomen ne, Juliet," Koyama whispered, their lips nearly touching, breathing the same air.
Yamapi was twenty-one. He kissed Koyama again.
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I like how though you are simply describing situations and happenings, the emotions pull through and kind of mask the entire piece. I dunno how to explain that but the feelings sort of overwhelm the piece and just work. I like it, even if that wasn't your intention. :D :D
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work? yes? no?
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I'm glad that the feelings got through! that was mostly how I was trying for 'substance,' so. I AM GLAD THAT YOU LIKED IT!!!:D!! :D
work? yes? no?
ちょっと意味が分からないんですが．．．ちょっと説明してくれないかな?
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