Worry
title: worry
pairing: yamada/chinen
rating: nc-17
genre: romance
word count: ~2000 - oneshot
warnings: language, fluff, smut
summary: After that one incident where the other acrobat failed to catch Chinen, Yamada was more than worried
author's note: I was inspired by that 1min clip that was shown on YYJumping when Chinen falls onto the net. If you watch the other members, Daiki pushed Yamada back kinda roughly. And I watched it over and over again cause I'm a total obsessive loser to analyze what happened, but I couldn't seem to get anymore than that.
Thank you to the lovely spastic_minkey as always for being my beta and fangirling with me on a daily basis. <3
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"Why the fuck did you push me back?!" Yamada was currently yelling at Daiki, still trying to get past him.
"You almost gave yourself away, and you know it! It was better that I stopped you."
"But Chii could be hurt! Let me go!" Someone else stepped in front of Daiki and took care of Yamada, stopping him from going any closer. Because of the frantic state of mind the dancer was currently in, he couldn't recognize who was currently whispering to him, telling him to 'calm down' and 'don't be obvious'. It was all Yamada could to not punch this person--who he was certain was a BEST member--and go to Chinen to make sure he was okay.
Hours later when they were in the safety of the hotel, Yamada stormed out of BEST's hotel room, which they had for some reason kept him in there, away from Chinen--whom he had yet to see since the incident.
Hikaru and Yabu followed the 7 member and shut the door behind them as Yamada walked determinedly to Chinen, pulling him out of the chair he was recuperating in and into his chest.
"Fuck...Yuuri..." He whispered into Chinen's ear, tears of worry and fear working it's way into his heart, breaking down his defenses. "I was so fucking worried. When you fell..."
Yamada felt Chinen squeeze back, feeling safe in each others' arms. "I know, I'm sorry. I'm so sor-"
"No!" Ryuutaro stepped forward, all of the members in the room having heard their conversation. "It's not your fault Chinen, we've told you this multiple times!"
"But-!" The acrobat stepped back, kept his arms around Yamada's neck, but faced the others.
"No. Ryuu's right, Chinen. It wasn't your fault. You did nothing wrong. You're unhurt, that's what matters." Everyone seemed to settle down at Yabu's calming, authoritative voice, even Yamada who was still not letting go of the younger one.
After silence reigned in the hotel room for more minutes to come, Chinen buried himself back into Yamada's chest, relishing in the soft scent of strawberries wafting over him. Yamada simply held him tighter. Both of the two embraced heard Yabu's commanding voice, but decided to ignore it as they knew it wasn't directed at them.
When the door shut, Yamada walked backwards to one of the bed--it might have been Keito's and Yuto's,--and sat, not parting from the other for even a moment as the younger one crawled into his lap, still craving the affection. When Yamada laid down, Chinen followed, his head resting on the older one's chest. He could hear his heartbeat, the soft gentle sound, slow and steady.
"I heard you."
"What?" Yamada asked, his hands currently drifting over Chinen's back.
"When I was falling, and when I landed on the net. I heard you. You were calling my name. But I couldn't see you. You weren't there."
"I wanted to be. But..."
"It probably would have given us away. It's fine. It's the thought that counts."
Yamada had nothing to reply with, and instead took the time to reassure himself that Chinen really was unhurt.
"I was scared." The dancer's hands stopped, but he let Chinen continue. "For some reason, something in my head was telling me that there was no net. That I was going to land on the ground. But I knew that wasn't true. I knew it was there...but I couldn't help but think...I'm sorry. I don't mean to be a baby about it."
Yamada sat back up and looked into his boyfriend's eyes. He wiped the tears that were currently streaking down the soft skin. "Don't be sorry. You're not being a baby. You're handling this better than I would have. Hell, did you see me on the tightrope? You fell and yet you got back up there, I just wanted to get off. Don't apologize..." The last words drifted into a soft whisper as Yamada brought their lips together.
Chinen seemed desperate, seemed to need to feel Yamada against him, in him, loving him. Yamada gently laid Chinen on the bed, climbing over him. His knees were pressed against Chinen's legs, his hands still in the process of reassuring himself that Chinen really was unhurt like Yabu said. They roamed over Chinen's body, anywhere that he knew by heart, just to make sure that his body was still his. That everything still was his.
As Chinen started to lean back, Yamada followed, keeping their lips together as his hands slowly started to work on the buttons of Chinen's shirt. He felt the acrobat's warm hands gently roam along his back under his shirt, sending goosebumps cascading over his skin as Chinen's nimble fingers danced along his spine.
"Why are you always so cold, Ryosuke?" Chinen asked as Yamada's lips trailed down his jaw, nibbling as they got to his collarbone.
"Why are you always so warm, Yuuri?" He retorted, letting his tongue poke out to run along the skin that was revealed as he undid the shirt more and more.
Nothing else was said as Yamada freed the shirt, lips still going down, kissing Chinen's lightly tanned skin. They were forced to sit up once more to allow Chinen to take his unbuttoned shirt off and to start on Yamada's. He didn't waste any time doing so, kissing the older one passionately as he got the shirt off and out of the way. Yamada's lips left Chinen's, not being able to hold back from tasting any more skin for any longer.
Chinen's hands landed on his head, running through his hair softly, tugging when he bit down along his ribs. They both fell back onto the bed ungracefully, causing them both to laugh at the awkwardness of it, but getting over it quickly as they looked into each other lust and love-filled eyes.
The older one's hands trailed down Chinen's sides, going to the front of his pants to undo the belt. His mouth continued to kiss downward as he slid the belt out of the loops, dropping it onto the floor with a thud. the zipper was done next, finally getting the button undone. Yamada kissed back up at this time, kissing Chinen's lips, blocking off the moans that were spilling from him as his hand snaked into his pants, grabbing the now uncovered semi-hard length.
"You...too..." Chinen said as his hands hooked into the waistband of Yamada's jeans, his hips rocking into the other's hand.
Yamada simply nodded and pulled away, hurriedly undoing his pants and pulling those along with his briefs down and off, dropping them on the floor before going back to Chinen, who had kicked off his remaining clothes as well. His body was on the side of the acrobat's, his hand once again tugging at his length while they kissed, no longer soft and gently, but needy and desperate, still craving that reassurance that they both were okay and alive and with each other.
That they still belonged to each other.
Chinen's thin hips rocked back and forth as his head was thrown to the side, moans and sighs falling from his lips as his eyes shut tight. His hands were still holding tight onto Yamada's back.
There wasn't a time that Yamada had ever gotten sick of watching Chinen's face twisted in pleasure. And all because of what he was doing.
His hand stroked at a quickened, and yet somehow drawn out pace, squeezing and twisting around the base before going up and swiping his thumb over the tip and applying pressure.
As his somewhat impatient attitude surfaced, Yamada was back to kissing Chinen once more before he moved back and let him roll over. Climbing behind him, his arm wrapped around his hips to pull him up and flush against him. The warm body against his caused him to body as his erection rubbed against it.
"Just go ahead..." Yamada leaned forward and pressed his lips against Chinen's neck, but sat back on his heels and spit unceremoniously into his hand to spread along his length before pressing back up against Chinen's back, mouth pressing against Chinen's skin once more as he directed himself into the younger one, feeling himself being dragged into the blissful feeling right away.
"Yuur...Yuuri..." Yamada moaned, his lips still pressing against Chinen's spine. His arms wrapped around his chest and waist, holding him close as he slowly began to rock, not yet fully removing himself, but simply moving, creating a delightful friction that would sustain and prolong the pleasure just that much longer.
Yamada let his hands slide to Chinen's hips as he continued to press open-mouthed kisses to his back, tasting the salty sweat that was pouring from the body beneath him. After a few moments of the torture of staying still, Yamada sat up on his knees and started to pull out, bringing the acrobat's body to him for him to slide back in. And that was how it went, Yamada pulling out, then Chinen helping him by pushing back against him.
Chinen moaned into the air, his head falling in between his shoulders. His hands were twisted in the sheets. His hips slapped against Yamada's slowly, but hard in a drawn out process that was always the same but no less amazing.
After a while, Yamada leaned forward again, his hands winding around Chinen's chest before he lift them both up so he was sitting on his heels and the younger one was on his lap. As though it was an automatic response, Chinen turned his head and immediately sought out Yamada's. Once their lips touched, their tongue met, and after that, their teeth. The awkward angle was making it hard to kiss, but the fact that Chinen was stationary at this current moment made it a little easier. Even though the angle was slightly complicated, it didn't tone down any of the heat that was passing between them as their bodies seemed to itch for them to continue.
"Ryo...Ryosu-ugh...Ryosuke..." Chinen's voice sounded faintly like a whine and groan mixed together as he lift himself up, only to drop down quickly, repeating the process. "Ungh...I can't..." His voice trailed off and the words came incoherent like they usually did when he was getting closer and closer to the edge.
Yamada's hand was there to bring him there, wrapping around him and stroking like he had earlier. The tensing of his muscles, the sound of his moans rising in volume, and the absolute nonsense spilling from his mouth, led Yamada to believe he was close, only a few more thrusts up into him before they tipped over and finished together.
Yamada kept his lips caressing along Chinen's skin, not getting enough of the taste of his skin, wanting more of it as he felt Chinen release into his hand, sending off his orgasm moments later as his long moan filled the air and sent the coil in his stomach snapping.
They slowly fell forward, Chinen once again on his hands and knees for only a moment as Yamada pulled out before he slid forward, grabbing a pillow from the head of the bed to curl up into. Yamada watched Chinen with sleepy eyes before crawling up against him, taking the small portion of the offered pillow.
"I love you, Ryo-chan." Chinen said, his hand resting on the older one's stomach as he was held.
"And I love you, Chii-Chan." Yamada closed his eyes and kissed the top of Chinen's head, which rested on his shoulder.
Chinen watched his own hand with mild interest as he drew unidentifiable images on the other's stomach.
"Chii-chaaan." Yamada whined, grabbing Chinen's hand to stop it from moving.
"What?" There was that cute tone in his voice.
"Don't play with my fat."
"But it's cute." Chinen's voice was soft and sleep-filled as it drifted into the still-warm air. A yawn following it.
"I don't care." Yamada 'hmph'ed and closed his eyes, realizing just how tired he was after the adrenaline from today's excitement settled in his body, no longer causing his heart to pound or his mind to race. He no longer felt as worried with Chinen in his arms, slowly falling into a peaceful sleep.
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So, I finished this yesterday. And I was going to send it off to my beta for editing, and just as I was about to. Something decides to punish me and not save ANY of it. Well, the second half of it anyways. It made me so mad I wasn't able to rewrite it yesterday, so I did this morning and it didn't take me that long cause I already had the idea in my mind. But I don't think this was some of my best work by a long shot. Maybe it was because my original draft was killed. >.<
ANYways. I hope you enjoyed it enough to leave a comment, maybe??? =D
pairing: yamada/chinen
rating: nc-17
genre: romance
word count: ~2000 - oneshot
warnings: language, fluff, smut
summary: After that one incident where the other acrobat failed to catch Chinen, Yamada was more than worried
author's note: I was inspired by that 1min clip that was shown on YYJumping when Chinen falls onto the net. If you watch the other members, Daiki pushed Yamada back kinda roughly. And I watched it over and over again cause I'm a total obsessive loser to analyze what happened, but I couldn't seem to get anymore than that.
Thank you to the lovely spastic_minkey as always for being my beta and fangirling with me on a daily basis. <3
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"Why the fuck did you push me back?!" Yamada was currently yelling at Daiki, still trying to get past him.
"You almost gave yourself away, and you know it! It was better that I stopped you."
"But Chii could be hurt! Let me go!" Someone else stepped in front of Daiki and took care of Yamada, stopping him from going any closer. Because of the frantic state of mind the dancer was currently in, he couldn't recognize who was currently whispering to him, telling him to 'calm down' and 'don't be obvious'. It was all Yamada could to not punch this person--who he was certain was a BEST member--and go to Chinen to make sure he was okay.
Hours later when they were in the safety of the hotel, Yamada stormed out of BEST's hotel room, which they had for some reason kept him in there, away from Chinen--whom he had yet to see since the incident.
Hikaru and Yabu followed the 7 member and shut the door behind them as Yamada walked determinedly to Chinen, pulling him out of the chair he was recuperating in and into his chest.
"Fuck...Yuuri..." He whispered into Chinen's ear, tears of worry and fear working it's way into his heart, breaking down his defenses. "I was so fucking worried. When you fell..."
Yamada felt Chinen squeeze back, feeling safe in each others' arms. "I know, I'm sorry. I'm so sor-"
"No!" Ryuutaro stepped forward, all of the members in the room having heard their conversation. "It's not your fault Chinen, we've told you this multiple times!"
"But-!" The acrobat stepped back, kept his arms around Yamada's neck, but faced the others.
"No. Ryuu's right, Chinen. It wasn't your fault. You did nothing wrong. You're unhurt, that's what matters." Everyone seemed to settle down at Yabu's calming, authoritative voice, even Yamada who was still not letting go of the younger one.
After silence reigned in the hotel room for more minutes to come, Chinen buried himself back into Yamada's chest, relishing in the soft scent of strawberries wafting over him. Yamada simply held him tighter. Both of the two embraced heard Yabu's commanding voice, but decided to ignore it as they knew it wasn't directed at them.
When the door shut, Yamada walked backwards to one of the bed--it might have been Keito's and Yuto's,--and sat, not parting from the other for even a moment as the younger one crawled into his lap, still craving the affection. When Yamada laid down, Chinen followed, his head resting on the older one's chest. He could hear his heartbeat, the soft gentle sound, slow and steady.
"I heard you."
"What?" Yamada asked, his hands currently drifting over Chinen's back.
"When I was falling, and when I landed on the net. I heard you. You were calling my name. But I couldn't see you. You weren't there."
"I wanted to be. But..."
"It probably would have given us away. It's fine. It's the thought that counts."
Yamada had nothing to reply with, and instead took the time to reassure himself that Chinen really was unhurt.
"I was scared." The dancer's hands stopped, but he let Chinen continue. "For some reason, something in my head was telling me that there was no net. That I was going to land on the ground. But I knew that wasn't true. I knew it was there...but I couldn't help but think...I'm sorry. I don't mean to be a baby about it."
Yamada sat back up and looked into his boyfriend's eyes. He wiped the tears that were currently streaking down the soft skin. "Don't be sorry. You're not being a baby. You're handling this better than I would have. Hell, did you see me on the tightrope? You fell and yet you got back up there, I just wanted to get off. Don't apologize..." The last words drifted into a soft whisper as Yamada brought their lips together.
Chinen seemed desperate, seemed to need to feel Yamada against him, in him, loving him. Yamada gently laid Chinen on the bed, climbing over him. His knees were pressed against Chinen's legs, his hands still in the process of reassuring himself that Chinen really was unhurt like Yabu said. They roamed over Chinen's body, anywhere that he knew by heart, just to make sure that his body was still his. That everything still was his.
As Chinen started to lean back, Yamada followed, keeping their lips together as his hands slowly started to work on the buttons of Chinen's shirt. He felt the acrobat's warm hands gently roam along his back under his shirt, sending goosebumps cascading over his skin as Chinen's nimble fingers danced along his spine.
"Why are you always so cold, Ryosuke?" Chinen asked as Yamada's lips trailed down his jaw, nibbling as they got to his collarbone.
"Why are you always so warm, Yuuri?" He retorted, letting his tongue poke out to run along the skin that was revealed as he undid the shirt more and more.
Nothing else was said as Yamada freed the shirt, lips still going down, kissing Chinen's lightly tanned skin. They were forced to sit up once more to allow Chinen to take his unbuttoned shirt off and to start on Yamada's. He didn't waste any time doing so, kissing the older one passionately as he got the shirt off and out of the way. Yamada's lips left Chinen's, not being able to hold back from tasting any more skin for any longer.
Chinen's hands landed on his head, running through his hair softly, tugging when he bit down along his ribs. They both fell back onto the bed ungracefully, causing them both to laugh at the awkwardness of it, but getting over it quickly as they looked into each other lust and love-filled eyes.
The older one's hands trailed down Chinen's sides, going to the front of his pants to undo the belt. His mouth continued to kiss downward as he slid the belt out of the loops, dropping it onto the floor with a thud. the zipper was done next, finally getting the button undone. Yamada kissed back up at this time, kissing Chinen's lips, blocking off the moans that were spilling from him as his hand snaked into his pants, grabbing the now uncovered semi-hard length.
"You...too..." Chinen said as his hands hooked into the waistband of Yamada's jeans, his hips rocking into the other's hand.
Yamada simply nodded and pulled away, hurriedly undoing his pants and pulling those along with his briefs down and off, dropping them on the floor before going back to Chinen, who had kicked off his remaining clothes as well. His body was on the side of the acrobat's, his hand once again tugging at his length while they kissed, no longer soft and gently, but needy and desperate, still craving that reassurance that they both were okay and alive and with each other.
That they still belonged to each other.
Chinen's thin hips rocked back and forth as his head was thrown to the side, moans and sighs falling from his lips as his eyes shut tight. His hands were still holding tight onto Yamada's back.
There wasn't a time that Yamada had ever gotten sick of watching Chinen's face twisted in pleasure. And all because of what he was doing.
His hand stroked at a quickened, and yet somehow drawn out pace, squeezing and twisting around the base before going up and swiping his thumb over the tip and applying pressure.
As his somewhat impatient attitude surfaced, Yamada was back to kissing Chinen once more before he moved back and let him roll over. Climbing behind him, his arm wrapped around his hips to pull him up and flush against him. The warm body against his caused him to body as his erection rubbed against it.
"Just go ahead..." Yamada leaned forward and pressed his lips against Chinen's neck, but sat back on his heels and spit unceremoniously into his hand to spread along his length before pressing back up against Chinen's back, mouth pressing against Chinen's skin once more as he directed himself into the younger one, feeling himself being dragged into the blissful feeling right away.
"Yuur...Yuuri..." Yamada moaned, his lips still pressing against Chinen's spine. His arms wrapped around his chest and waist, holding him close as he slowly began to rock, not yet fully removing himself, but simply moving, creating a delightful friction that would sustain and prolong the pleasure just that much longer.
Yamada let his hands slide to Chinen's hips as he continued to press open-mouthed kisses to his back, tasting the salty sweat that was pouring from the body beneath him. After a few moments of the torture of staying still, Yamada sat up on his knees and started to pull out, bringing the acrobat's body to him for him to slide back in. And that was how it went, Yamada pulling out, then Chinen helping him by pushing back against him.
Chinen moaned into the air, his head falling in between his shoulders. His hands were twisted in the sheets. His hips slapped against Yamada's slowly, but hard in a drawn out process that was always the same but no less amazing.
After a while, Yamada leaned forward again, his hands winding around Chinen's chest before he lift them both up so he was sitting on his heels and the younger one was on his lap. As though it was an automatic response, Chinen turned his head and immediately sought out Yamada's. Once their lips touched, their tongue met, and after that, their teeth. The awkward angle was making it hard to kiss, but the fact that Chinen was stationary at this current moment made it a little easier. Even though the angle was slightly complicated, it didn't tone down any of the heat that was passing between them as their bodies seemed to itch for them to continue.
"Ryo...Ryosu-ugh...Ryosuke..." Chinen's voice sounded faintly like a whine and groan mixed together as he lift himself up, only to drop down quickly, repeating the process. "Ungh...I can't..." His voice trailed off and the words came incoherent like they usually did when he was getting closer and closer to the edge.
Yamada's hand was there to bring him there, wrapping around him and stroking like he had earlier. The tensing of his muscles, the sound of his moans rising in volume, and the absolute nonsense spilling from his mouth, led Yamada to believe he was close, only a few more thrusts up into him before they tipped over and finished together.
Yamada kept his lips caressing along Chinen's skin, not getting enough of the taste of his skin, wanting more of it as he felt Chinen release into his hand, sending off his orgasm moments later as his long moan filled the air and sent the coil in his stomach snapping.
They slowly fell forward, Chinen once again on his hands and knees for only a moment as Yamada pulled out before he slid forward, grabbing a pillow from the head of the bed to curl up into. Yamada watched Chinen with sleepy eyes before crawling up against him, taking the small portion of the offered pillow.
"I love you, Ryo-chan." Chinen said, his hand resting on the older one's stomach as he was held.
"And I love you, Chii-Chan." Yamada closed his eyes and kissed the top of Chinen's head, which rested on his shoulder.
Chinen watched his own hand with mild interest as he drew unidentifiable images on the other's stomach.
"Chii-chaaan." Yamada whined, grabbing Chinen's hand to stop it from moving.
"What?" There was that cute tone in his voice.
"Don't play with my fat."
"But it's cute." Chinen's voice was soft and sleep-filled as it drifted into the still-warm air. A yawn following it.
"I don't care." Yamada 'hmph'ed and closed his eyes, realizing just how tired he was after the adrenaline from today's excitement settled in his body, no longer causing his heart to pound or his mind to race. He no longer felt as worried with Chinen in his arms, slowly falling into a peaceful sleep.
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So, I finished this yesterday. And I was going to send it off to my beta for editing, and just as I was about to. Something decides to punish me and not save ANY of it. Well, the second half of it anyways. It made me so mad I wasn't able to rewrite it yesterday, so I did this morning and it didn't take me that long cause I already had the idea in my mind. But I don't think this was some of my best work by a long shot. Maybe it was because my original draft was killed. >.<
ANYways. I hope you enjoyed it enough to leave a comment, maybe??? =D