fic // obsession + slow
♤ obsession
yamada/nakajima
290w, pg (just to be safe), AU
“Another one, Yama-chan?”
Yamada’s head perks up at the voice. He turns around to see his best friend, Nakajima Yuto, smiling brightly at him.
He shuts the shoe locker after taking out the items in it; a pair of indoor shoes and a pink envelope with his name on it written in red glitter pen.
“Yeah, another one. This time, strawberry scented,” he says, heavily emphasizing on the word ‘strawberry scented’ and puts on his indoor shoes.
Yuto simply smiles at him, a little too cheerfully in the morning when everyone else would still be rubbing the sands out of their eyes and grumbles about Monday being the evil of all days.
“Well, Yama-chan is really popular, ne?”
“But it’s creepy,” says Yamada, examining the letter around to see if it includes the sender’s name or anything that could lead him to his ‘secret admirer’. “At least the letter looks safe enough.”
Yuto slings his arm around Yamada. “Like I said, Yama-chan is incredibly popular, ne? It’s normal for you to get these things,” says Yuto nonchalantly, throwing Yamada an assuring smile.
Yamada doesn’t mind hugs from Yuto even if at first he used to push the boy away. His smile reassuring enough and he ignores the way Yuto seems to pull him a little closer than usual.
“What if it’s some creepy psychopath?” Yamada jokes, waving the pink letter in front of Yuto.
“Then he would have to go through me first!” says Yuto proudly.
By then, the school bell rings signalling the start of the first class. Both Yamada and Yuto quickly run towards their class.
“By the way, Yuto-kun, why do you think it’s a he?”
“Did I? I was being general.”
As they run, a piece of pink scrap paper falls from Yuto’s bag.
♤ slow
kato/tegoshi
300w, g
It puzzles him.
They’re only a few months apart but the contrast in their personality certainly doesn’t show that they’re actually the same age.
(and he is not an old man. He’s just very mature compared to him.)
It confuses him.
That everyone seems to be taken by his cuteness and bratty attitude while he just finds it annoying. Just like how he always seems to get away with it in any situation. (even with him pointing it out)
It perplexes him.
How he could get anyone to do what he wants without getting anyone mad at him. Usually it’s Koyama and how he always indulges the youngest member whenever he asked the newscaster to, which made him to tell Koyama to stop indulging the diva of the group.
(But then Koyama reminds him of all the impromptu trips he took with Tegoshi last year and he shuts up immediately.)
Mostly, it baffled him how he ended up in this predicament.
Backstage, waiting for the others to finish changing before going back on stage for the encore with Tegoshi next to him just talking about how the concert is so much fun when suddenly he notices Tegoshi had stopped talking.
The only thing that he remembers after that is the feeling of a pair of lips on him, fleeting and soft and left him just as quick.
He looks at Tegoshi, a little shocked and dumbfounded but Tegoshi just smiles at him with that perfect idol smile of his. “Oh, Shige.” The way he says it is so like him but unlike other times Shige doesn’t feel like hitting him on the head.
“You’re so slow,” Tegoshi gives him a little smirk before setting off towards the stage with the others.
Shige decides he likes it when Tegoshi does that.
a/n: I ship tegoshige, baby! yeah, I think it turned out okay.