(fic) Blush Moments
Title: Blush Moments
Pairing: Tackey x Tsubasa
Rating: G
Summary:FiveThree times tackey & tsubasa blushed (will add more if I feel like it 8D)
It was times like these everything seemed in place for Takizawa. A time when all the exhausting things he was doing just dissolved away in this perfect bright summer day.
Yes, perfect was the way to describe all this.
Tackey walked---no, sprinted over to Tsubasa’s house since today was the day that they had planned to hang-out. Sort of like a date.
Tackey sighed at this thought, if only it were a real date. After years of adoring this man named Imai Tsubasa, his best friend, confidante, and well, the man that he loved.
If only Tsubasa knew, of course Tackey wasn’t about to confess because even the sight of Tsubasa would make his heart flutter easily and make his stomach perform somersaults. He paused for a second, catching his breath.
What would happen if Tsubasa loved him too?
That question ran through his head many, many times, yet that fantasy would always stay that way.. An impossible situation. Tackey brushed his light brown bangs and tucked it behind his ears, his eyes not fixated at the house right in front of him.
With light steps he arrived in the front door, and with one press of the doorbell Tsubasa opened the door.
Right now the question in Tackey’s head was “How can anyone look THIS good?”
He always thought that Tsubasa looked his best in his casual clothes (as well as how he looked when he danced.) Tsubasa was always the stylish one of the two, always complaining about Tackey’s poor choice in clothes and advising him regarding those things even if Tackey didn’t listen to him half of the time because he preferred comfortable clothes and Tsubasa would tease him about this even on air.
“Tsubasa.” was all he could say at the moment as he stared at the man in front of him, smiling brightly at him as he went out and proceeded to lock the front door. Tackey felt his face become warmer, “Ah so--”
“So to lunch first?” Tsubasa turned to him and flashed a teethy grin, “This week was pretty busy and it‘s nice just to go out and.. Hey are you alright?”
“Ah?” Tackey started, “I‘m alright just----” he then felt Tsubasa’s warm hand on his forehead and the raven-haired man’s face was just inches from his. Needless to say this did not help the situation at all.
“You‘re warmer than usual, Takizawa.” Tsubasa did not remove his hand from Tackey’s forehead as he said this.
There was something about the way Tsubasa said his name that made his heart beat even faster, if that was even possible.
He did not really expect what happened next, the two men had no idea what was coming, really. It seems that Tackey gave in to impulse and quickly kissed Tsubasa on the cheek, it was quick but the pressure on his lips did not fade.
Tackey blushed deep red and so did Tsubasa.
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Tackey looked at the mirror, midly annoyed as he started to fix his disheveled hair. Tsubasa walked in the room and spotted his partner and looked at him quizzically as he pointed to the other mans hair.
“Uh, what happened?” He walked over to Tackey who was still engrossed in fixing his hair.
“Well some of the juniors got a bit too rowdy and---ah that‘s not important, we have to go on air in a few minutes.”
Tsubasa knew for a fact that Tackey did not particularly like people touching his hair, it was his pet peeve but Tackey looked quite helpless and a bit frustrated his hair wouldn’t stay as he wanted it.
“Let me help you.” he knew Tackey would protest but now wasn’t the time for that. To his surprise Tackey nodded and left Tsubasa to do whatever he wanted. Tsubasa tried to hide his surprise as he touched the man’s hair and brushed it.
“There.” he said, after a few minutes of brushing and applying gel. Tackey’s expression was a mixture of relief and satisfaction.
“Hey Takizawa.”
“Hm?”
“I thought you never really liked people touching your hair?”
Tackey smiled and walked over to Tsubasa, a cute grin appearing on his face, “I don‘t mind if it‘s you.” he patted Tsubasa’s shoulder and continued to go out the door.
“Come on, we‘ll be late.” Tackey said as a blushing Tsubasa was left behind in the dressing room.
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“Erika Toda is really pretty.” Tsubasa said as he and Tackey passed the music store, Erika Toda’s face was plastered all over the glass windows of the store.
Tackey shrugged, “She‘s alright I guess.” he flat out ignored the pictures and continued to walk. “So, where do you want to eat lunch?”
“Anywhere…” Tsubasa started, “Hey, you’re hard to please.”
“What do you mean?” Tackey stared at Tsubasa with one eyebrow slightly arched.
“Hard to please. You‘re really picky about looks. I really don‘t get what your type is.” Tsubasa hung his head slightly as he walked towards the other man.
When he was right beside the younger man, Tackey brought his face near Tsubasa’s face just as he was raising his head.
“You‘re my type.”
Tsubasa blinked and felt his face become hotter.
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Pairing: Tackey x Tsubasa
Rating: G
Summary:FiveThree times tackey & tsubasa blushed (will add more if I feel like it 8D)
It was times like these everything seemed in place for Takizawa. A time when all the exhausting things he was doing just dissolved away in this perfect bright summer day.
Yes, perfect was the way to describe all this.
Tackey walked---no, sprinted over to Tsubasa’s house since today was the day that they had planned to hang-out. Sort of like a date.
Tackey sighed at this thought, if only it were a real date. After years of adoring this man named Imai Tsubasa, his best friend, confidante, and well, the man that he loved.
If only Tsubasa knew, of course Tackey wasn’t about to confess because even the sight of Tsubasa would make his heart flutter easily and make his stomach perform somersaults. He paused for a second, catching his breath.
What would happen if Tsubasa loved him too?
That question ran through his head many, many times, yet that fantasy would always stay that way.. An impossible situation. Tackey brushed his light brown bangs and tucked it behind his ears, his eyes not fixated at the house right in front of him.
With light steps he arrived in the front door, and with one press of the doorbell Tsubasa opened the door.
Right now the question in Tackey’s head was “How can anyone look THIS good?”
He always thought that Tsubasa looked his best in his casual clothes (as well as how he looked when he danced.) Tsubasa was always the stylish one of the two, always complaining about Tackey’s poor choice in clothes and advising him regarding those things even if Tackey didn’t listen to him half of the time because he preferred comfortable clothes and Tsubasa would tease him about this even on air.
“Tsubasa.” was all he could say at the moment as he stared at the man in front of him, smiling brightly at him as he went out and proceeded to lock the front door. Tackey felt his face become warmer, “Ah so--”
“So to lunch first?” Tsubasa turned to him and flashed a teethy grin, “This week was pretty busy and it‘s nice just to go out and.. Hey are you alright?”
“Ah?” Tackey started, “I‘m alright just----” he then felt Tsubasa’s warm hand on his forehead and the raven-haired man’s face was just inches from his. Needless to say this did not help the situation at all.
“You‘re warmer than usual, Takizawa.” Tsubasa did not remove his hand from Tackey’s forehead as he said this.
There was something about the way Tsubasa said his name that made his heart beat even faster, if that was even possible.
He did not really expect what happened next, the two men had no idea what was coming, really. It seems that Tackey gave in to impulse and quickly kissed Tsubasa on the cheek, it was quick but the pressure on his lips did not fade.
Tackey blushed deep red and so did Tsubasa.
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Tackey looked at the mirror, midly annoyed as he started to fix his disheveled hair. Tsubasa walked in the room and spotted his partner and looked at him quizzically as he pointed to the other mans hair.
“Uh, what happened?” He walked over to Tackey who was still engrossed in fixing his hair.
“Well some of the juniors got a bit too rowdy and---ah that‘s not important, we have to go on air in a few minutes.”
Tsubasa knew for a fact that Tackey did not particularly like people touching his hair, it was his pet peeve but Tackey looked quite helpless and a bit frustrated his hair wouldn’t stay as he wanted it.
“Let me help you.” he knew Tackey would protest but now wasn’t the time for that. To his surprise Tackey nodded and left Tsubasa to do whatever he wanted. Tsubasa tried to hide his surprise as he touched the man’s hair and brushed it.
“There.” he said, after a few minutes of brushing and applying gel. Tackey’s expression was a mixture of relief and satisfaction.
“Hey Takizawa.”
“Hm?”
“I thought you never really liked people touching your hair?”
Tackey smiled and walked over to Tsubasa, a cute grin appearing on his face, “I don‘t mind if it‘s you.” he patted Tsubasa’s shoulder and continued to go out the door.
“Come on, we‘ll be late.” Tackey said as a blushing Tsubasa was left behind in the dressing room.
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“Erika Toda is really pretty.” Tsubasa said as he and Tackey passed the music store, Erika Toda’s face was plastered all over the glass windows of the store.
Tackey shrugged, “She‘s alright I guess.” he flat out ignored the pictures and continued to walk. “So, where do you want to eat lunch?”
“Anywhere…” Tsubasa started, “Hey, you’re hard to please.”
“What do you mean?” Tackey stared at Tsubasa with one eyebrow slightly arched.
“Hard to please. You‘re really picky about looks. I really don‘t get what your type is.” Tsubasa hung his head slightly as he walked towards the other man.
When he was right beside the younger man, Tackey brought his face near Tsubasa’s face just as he was raising his head.
“You‘re my type.”
Tsubasa blinked and felt his face become hotter.
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