[One-Shot] Moonlight Confessions (JunDa)
Title: Moonlight Confessions
Pairing: JunDa
Genre: I don’t even know anymore
Rating: PG-13 (because I’m afraid to call my writing “G” XD )
Disclaimer: I can’t even get stocks for the company! Never mind owning the guys! *cries*
Summary: Ueda’s restless and just wants to hear the waves… Junno just wants the chance to confess. How simply fates can fit together.
A/N: I felt like writing fluff… so this is what I blurped.
He walks out, eyes roaming the indigo expanse before him but not really seeing it. He stares at the sky, awed by the scattered stars.
“Tatchan, are you still staring at the sky?” Maru whines from inside. “The breeze is too cold, close the door.”
Ueda turns his head, glancing over his shoulder. He rolls his eyes. “Only ‘cause you turned the air conditioning up too high.”
“But it was really hot earlier!”
“Of course it was; it’s summer in Okinawa, what did you expect?”
No reply.
Ueda smirks, more of a reflex than a real reaction. He closes the door and continues staring. He’s been so busy lately; he’d forgotten how nice it is to just stand and stare out over the ocean, letting the breeze tousle his hair. Then he frowns, feeling there’s something missing. He listens, doesn’t hear anything… that’s what it is. He can’t hear the waves. “What’s the point of an ocean view if you can’t hear the waves?” he grumbles and goes back into the room. “I’m going down to the beach,” he says, grabbing a sweater.
“What? We’ve been out all day, why would you want to go back?”
Ueda shrugs. “It’s different at night,” he says. He doesn’t have to look back at Maru to see the look his friend gives him. “If I’m not back by tomorrow afternoon, call the police: I’ve been kidnapped by fangirls. ‘Kay?”
“Okay.”
Ueda leaves, finds his way out of the hotel and down the garden steps to the shore. He starts humming some song to himself distractedly and kicks some sand, liking the feel of it giving way against his toes. He continues humming, staring up at the stars, trying to remember all of the constellations he could probably see from here. Every now and then, he’ll stumble, catching his foot on a drift, but he just keeps on humming and staring.
“Uepi?”
Ueda jumps, whips around, trying to locate the voice. Finally, he sees a tall silhouette, leaning against the rock retaining wall. “Junno?”
Something in the shadowed face shifts and Ueda sees a flash of white. A smile? “Are you okay? You look kind of dazed…” Junno pushes off from the wall and tilts his head, his smile turns to a frown as he walks up to Ueda.
Ueda blinks. And blinks again. “I’m fine. I just wanted to hear the waves,” he gestures to the water.
Junno leans in, close but not close enough for his shadow to shade Ueda’s moonlit face. “You look upset. You’ve been acting funny all day, spacing out more than usual.”
Ueda shrugs. “I just haven’t been out in a while. I’ve missed this,” he sweeps out an arm, indicating the ocean, the sky.
Junno nods absently, looking around. Suddenly, his legs fold in and he sprawls out in the sand.
Ueda has a flash second of panic before realizing it was just Junno being strange again.
“Come on, sit down. The sand is nice and warm still,” Junno tugs on his hand.
Ueda ponders it for a second, then sits, knees folded up in front of him, arms wrapped around them. The pair sits in silence for a moment. Then Ueda asks, “So, why are you out here?” knowing exactly why the rooms were too stuffy for himself, at least.
Junno’s eyes are closed and now his eyebrows furrow a little. “Koki’s got a bit of a sunburn and it’s making him irritable. I’d had enough of it, so I came out here,” the answer falls a little flat, a little false. Or is it just what Ueda wants to hear?
“You didn’t go down to the billiard tables in the lobby?”
Junno opens his eyes, scanning the sky. “I guess I wanted to be alone to think.”
“You do that?” Ueda teases carelessly, but his playful smile dies when he sees the focus in the younger’s expression. Suddenly, he feels a little awkward. “Well, I’ll go if you want to be alone…” he moves to get up, but he’s stopped by a hand.
“Don’t leave,” Junno asks softly, and his voice has a note to it that puts Ueda ill at ease- in an irrationally excited sort of way.
“Junno?”
The younger closes his eyes again. “Just stay here for a while. I don’t mind if it’s you. I want it to be you.”
Ueda doesn’t really know how to reply, or maybe he’s simply too much of a coward to reply, so he just sits back down, listening to the waves, the rustle of the breeze through the leaves… he shivers, feels goosebumps break out over his skin under his jacket.
“Are you cold?” Junno asks.
“Not really, just a little.”
Junno sits up and his knee touches Ueda’s calf when he crosses his legs. He hunches over, elbows on his knees and Ueda can feel a faint heat coming off of him. Junno takes a breath and Ueda watches the slight movement of his shoulders. “If you want, you can go back,” Junno says softly. “I just want to stay here a little longer.”
“No… I’m fine,” Ueda insists. He doesn’t want to go back to the room; it makes him feel suffocated. He’s been inside for too long. He looks back up at the stars and smiles faintly. The moon is nothing special: waxing past a crescent but a week yet from full. Still, it’s nice seeing it clearly, out of the fog and smog of the city and its lights. Ueda feels Junno staring at him, glances down to see his head angled just slightly, his eyes unerringly focused. Ueda gulps just slightly, looks back up. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”
A smirk caught between shy and teasing flashes briefly over Junno’s lips and Ueda only barely catches it out of the corner of his eye. “Which, you or the stars?”
Ueda blinks, and blinks again. His brow furrows for a second and he looks back down with a confused frown. He doesn’t say anything, but his expression asks for elaboration.
Junno smiles briefly again, a little wistful. “You know, when I came down here, I thought, ‘Uepi must be really happy we’re here,’ yet when you were coming down, you looked like you were miles away…”
Ueda’s frown deepens further in confusion and Junno chuckles softly.
“I told myself earlier,” he continues, “‘if Uepi comes down here tonight, and there’s a good chance he will, I’ll finally tell him.’ But for the longest time, you didn’t come down. I was just about to give up when you came.”
“Tell me…?”
Junno leans back on his hands, head back and angled to one side, elbows locked straight. “I decided if you came down tonight, I’d finally tell you how I feel. I’ve been wanting to for so long… but I’m no good at figuring out when’s a good moment, so I thought, ‘what’s better than a moonlit beach?’ Can you believe it’s taken me all these years?” he chuckles again to himself, but it’s an insecure, almost apprehensive sound. He takes a breath. “Tatsuya, I love you,” he announces firmly. “For so long, I’ve loved you. I fell in love with you years ago, but first I thought it was admiration, and then I was scared of rejection… But I don’t care anymore. I’m tired of lying to myself. I’m tired of worrying over everything. I don’t care if- well, of course I care, but I can accept it if you don’t like me back. I just want you to know I really do love you.” He doesn’t move closer, he doesn’t move, just tilts his head the other way, up to the sky.
“Junno…” Ueda’s voice is soft, apologetic. He sees the split-second play of pain over Junno’s face, he sees the corners of Junno’s eyes pinch in a wince at his voice. He feels an urge to rush his reply, “I…”
But Junno still interrupts him. “Like I said,” he says, shifting his weight to stand, “it’s okay if you don’t return my feelings. I-I’ll just-” his eyes go wide when Ueda’s slight hand splays on his chest, stopping him from getting up. The hand moves to Junno’s shoulder, tugging gently but firmly, keeping him seated.
“Let me finish,” Ueda teases gently, a slight smile playing on his full lips. “I don’t really know what I feel for you, but I’m willing to see. And there’s one way to tell right now what kind of feeling it is.”
“Right now? What-” Junno’s interrupted when Ueda shifts, leaning in swiftly to catch his lips. For a second, Junno stiffens in surprise, but then he relaxes, bring an arm up around Ueda’s shoulders, drawing him closer. Ueda moves again, tilting his head for a deeper kiss as he moves one knee between Junno’s thighs and brings a hand up to Junno’s hair, combing his fingers through it and tugging on it slightly. Junno sighs softly and Ueda’s tongue sweeps across his bottom lip. Junno brings his other arm up and around Ueda’s waist, then traces Ueda’s spine with a feather-light touch. Ueda gasps slightly in surprise when Junno fiddles with the waistband of his jeans and Junno slips some tongue into the kiss. Ueda shivers as his cooled skin meets the younger’s warmth and Junno pulls away from the kiss, a little flushed and his breath just a tad short. “You’re cold… we should head back,” he says with concern.
Ueda shakes his head. “I’m fine,” he whispers, “I want to stay here with you,” he pecks Junno’s lips a few times, playfully almost, and tenderly.
Junno removes his arm from Ueda’s waist and sets his fingers against Ueda’s lips, stopping him, but he can’t help but smile at the slight tickle when Ueda kisses his fingertips gently instead. “We should head back: they might be looking for us.”
“I told Maru to wait until tomorrow to call the cops,” Ueda says. “Akame are undoubtedly busy, and Koki doesn’t care,” his smile falters. “I just don’t want to go back inside yet…”
Junno smiles understandingly. “Okay, we’ll stay out, but stay close. We can’t have you catching cold.”
Ueda grins in relief, moves so he can snuggle against Junno’s shoulder. He closes his eyes, shivers briefly at the breeze and Junno wraps an arm back around his shoulder. “Junno,” Ueda murmurs.
“Hmm?”
“I think I love you too.”
Junno feels a rush in his chest that almost makes him lose his breath and he glances to Ueda who’s smiling softly, contentedly, face lit by moonlight. In a word, he looks angelic. Junno kisses his hair. “I’m glad,” he murmurs.