Fic: Comfortable (Akira/Shuuji)
Title: Comfortable
Pairing: Akira/Shuuji (Pikame)
Drama: Nobuta wo Produce
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff, slightly crack
Prompt: #023: Hug (je_prompts )
Disclaimer: Characters do not belong to me
Summary: Akira is just affectionate.
Short Nobuta wo Produce fic/dabble. Pure fluffy nonsense really. Sorry.
Shuuji is called to stay back after school by their homeroom teacher. He shares a confused look with Akira, but is generally not too concerned because he’s fairly certain he hasn’t done anything wrong.
Sensei has a serious face on when he motions for Shuuji to take a seat in the empty classroom.
‘Kiritani-kun’ he starts, ‘You and Kusano-kun were classmates in your former school. It that right?’
Shuuji nods in the affirmative.
‘Does he…’ here, the teacher seems to struggle a little with his words, ‘Does Kusano-kun…. make you uncomfortable?’
Shuuji gives him a blank look.
The teacher is sweating a little now and starts talking in circles for the next ten minutes about how Kiritani-kun can always trust Sensei and something about Kusano-kun and actions and inappropriate and how it’s alright to be afraid and discomfort …and...
It is not until Shuuji catches the words sexual harassment, that his eyes widen in alarm and everything starts to make sense.
‘Aki- Kusano-kun… he doesn’t make me feel uncomfortable, sensei’ he says hurriedly
The teacher didn’t seem convinced.
‘But Kiritani-kun, you always seem uncomfortable when Kusano-kun… when Kusano-kun.. touches you’
Shuuji cringes at the teacher’s tone. He then remembers all the times he had pushed Akira away with an irritated expression and wants to hit himself.
‘Akira is just affectionate.’ He says with conviction
‘And is that alright with you Kiritani-kun?’ his teacher asks with concerned eyes and a soft voice, ‘It’s alright to tell Sensei how you really feel’
Shuuji feels like crying with frustration.
‘It’s alright with me. Akira is my friend. We care about each other’ he says slowly and clearly, ‘He’s just… he’s just like that. It doesn’t make me uncomfortable. At all.’
‘Oh’ the teacher says, hesitantly. There was a pause, and then his eyes widen visibly.
‘You care for each other’ he says slowly.
‘um… yes’ Shuuji answers.
‘I see, I see’ the teacher says brightly, ‘Well, Kiritani-kun, I’m terribly sorry for keeping you after class for so long; and for saying such unnecessarily things’ he laughs.
Shuuji forces a polite smile and leaves the classroom in a hurry, confused at the sudden change in attitude.
As he turns around to slide the door closed, he sees the teacher chuckling to himself and muttering something about the youth these days…
Shuuji bolts.
Shuuji comes home to Akira in his mother’s apron, trying to cook gyoza with his father. Akira drops the spatula onto the counter and envelops Shuuji in a bear hug when he sees the other boy in the doorway.
‘Okaeri Shuuji!’
Shuuji moves reflexively to push Akira off, before remembering the earlier conversation:
But Kiritani-kun, you always seem uncomfortable… when Kusano-kun touches you
He sighs instead and turns his attention to his father.
‘Is dinner ready?’
His father stares at him, and then at Akira still hanging off Shuuji’s neck and lets out a mumbled,
‘Ah… soon’
The next day, when Akira latches onto him in greeting, Shuuji could feel the teacher’s eyes on them. He sighs and continues his short, but strenuous journey to his desk, with Akira still attached to his back.
During lunch they sit next to each other on the rooftop.
‘Is this because of what Sensei said to you yesterday?’ Akira asks softly.
‘What?’
‘I’m happy that Shuuji isn’t pushing me away, but if it makes you feel uncomfortable…’ his voice drops off
‘I’m not uncomfortable!’ Shuuji cries and stands up
Akira sighs and stands up as well, ‘Shuuji, what did sensei say to you yesterday?’
His eyes were concerned and earnest and Shuuji wonders how anyone could think Akira would be capable of having any bad intentions.
‘Are you going to stop hugging me?’ he asks instead.
‘No’ Akira replies apologetically, but seriously.
Shuuji smirks and then turns away slightly, because suddenly, he feels a little warm and embarrassed.
‘Well then, I’m not uncomfortable’
They end up grinning at each other for a few moments before sitting back down and finishing their lunch.
Shuuji gets accustomed to Akira’s weight when the other hangs on for too long.
And sometime, sometimes when it becomes too heavy, Shuuji allows himself to lean back a little.
Pairing: Akira/Shuuji (Pikame)
Drama: Nobuta wo Produce
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff, slightly crack
Prompt: #023: Hug (je_prompts )
Disclaimer: Characters do not belong to me
Summary: Akira is just affectionate.
Short Nobuta wo Produce fic/dabble. Pure fluffy nonsense really. Sorry.
Shuuji is called to stay back after school by their homeroom teacher. He shares a confused look with Akira, but is generally not too concerned because he’s fairly certain he hasn’t done anything wrong.
Sensei has a serious face on when he motions for Shuuji to take a seat in the empty classroom.
‘Kiritani-kun’ he starts, ‘You and Kusano-kun were classmates in your former school. It that right?’
Shuuji nods in the affirmative.
‘Does he…’ here, the teacher seems to struggle a little with his words, ‘Does Kusano-kun…. make you uncomfortable?’
Shuuji gives him a blank look.
The teacher is sweating a little now and starts talking in circles for the next ten minutes about how Kiritani-kun can always trust Sensei and something about Kusano-kun and actions and inappropriate and how it’s alright to be afraid and discomfort …and...
It is not until Shuuji catches the words sexual harassment, that his eyes widen in alarm and everything starts to make sense.
‘Aki- Kusano-kun… he doesn’t make me feel uncomfortable, sensei’ he says hurriedly
The teacher didn’t seem convinced.
‘But Kiritani-kun, you always seem uncomfortable when Kusano-kun… when Kusano-kun.. touches you’
Shuuji cringes at the teacher’s tone. He then remembers all the times he had pushed Akira away with an irritated expression and wants to hit himself.
‘Akira is just affectionate.’ He says with conviction
‘And is that alright with you Kiritani-kun?’ his teacher asks with concerned eyes and a soft voice, ‘It’s alright to tell Sensei how you really feel’
Shuuji feels like crying with frustration.
‘It’s alright with me. Akira is my friend. We care about each other’ he says slowly and clearly, ‘He’s just… he’s just like that. It doesn’t make me uncomfortable. At all.’
‘Oh’ the teacher says, hesitantly. There was a pause, and then his eyes widen visibly.
‘You care for each other’ he says slowly.
‘um… yes’ Shuuji answers.
‘I see, I see’ the teacher says brightly, ‘Well, Kiritani-kun, I’m terribly sorry for keeping you after class for so long; and for saying such unnecessarily things’ he laughs.
Shuuji forces a polite smile and leaves the classroom in a hurry, confused at the sudden change in attitude.
As he turns around to slide the door closed, he sees the teacher chuckling to himself and muttering something about the youth these days…
Shuuji bolts.
Shuuji comes home to Akira in his mother’s apron, trying to cook gyoza with his father. Akira drops the spatula onto the counter and envelops Shuuji in a bear hug when he sees the other boy in the doorway.
‘Okaeri Shuuji!’
Shuuji moves reflexively to push Akira off, before remembering the earlier conversation:
But Kiritani-kun, you always seem uncomfortable… when Kusano-kun touches you
He sighs instead and turns his attention to his father.
‘Is dinner ready?’
His father stares at him, and then at Akira still hanging off Shuuji’s neck and lets out a mumbled,
‘Ah… soon’
The next day, when Akira latches onto him in greeting, Shuuji could feel the teacher’s eyes on them. He sighs and continues his short, but strenuous journey to his desk, with Akira still attached to his back.
During lunch they sit next to each other on the rooftop.
‘Is this because of what Sensei said to you yesterday?’ Akira asks softly.
‘What?’
‘I’m happy that Shuuji isn’t pushing me away, but if it makes you feel uncomfortable…’ his voice drops off
‘I’m not uncomfortable!’ Shuuji cries and stands up
Akira sighs and stands up as well, ‘Shuuji, what did sensei say to you yesterday?’
His eyes were concerned and earnest and Shuuji wonders how anyone could think Akira would be capable of having any bad intentions.
‘Are you going to stop hugging me?’ he asks instead.
‘No’ Akira replies apologetically, but seriously.
Shuuji smirks and then turns away slightly, because suddenly, he feels a little warm and embarrassed.
‘Well then, I’m not uncomfortable’
They end up grinning at each other for a few moments before sitting back down and finishing their lunch.
Shuuji gets accustomed to Akira’s weight when the other hangs on for too long.
And sometime, sometimes when it becomes too heavy, Shuuji allows himself to lean back a little.