Koyashige drabbles!
4 Drabbles
Pairing: Koyato
Rating: in order - PG, G, PG-13, NC-17
Note: This is all due to trivialaffair She asked me to write something for her and I did, lol.
Tweezers - PG:
Shige sighs when he walks into the dressing room the morning of a Music Station taping to the tune of Koyama’s pained cries. He sees the older man in the corner in front of the mirror, elbow poised at an awkward angle as he tries, and fails, to pluck his eyebrows.
“Kei, I told you yesterday that I would do that for you,” Shige says as he places his bag on the ground and shuffles over.
Koyama gives him a sad look and scratches at the pained area between his eyes. “But I didn’t want to inconvenience Shige!”
Shige rolls his eyes and snatches the shiny tweezers from Koyama’s hand. “Dummy, it’s not an inconvenience.” He blows softly and rubs a thumb over the red skin. Koyama smiles at him, eyes crinkling in the corners in that way that Shige secretly adores. His stomach turns over and he has to swallow a little and breathe in deep to steady his hand.
Koyama winces a little when Shige starts to pluck, but he bears the pain (which isn’t really as bad as when he was doing it himself anyway), and after a few agonizing minutes the whole ordeal is over. Shige grins, blows away any remaining hair from Koyama’s face, and leans in to gently kiss his forehead.
“No one wants to see your disgustingly sappy display this early in the morning!” Ryo calls from the doorway, picking up a pillow from the couch to throw in their direction. This starts another witty, snarky argument between the prodigy and the Osakan, but Koyama doesn’t mind, because Shige’s hand has found his and their fingers are laced together comfortably.
Canvas - G:
Koyama’s breath escapes him when Ohno hands him his latest painting. He had been expecting another embarrassing, but skilled, painting of himself, which is what Ohno has taken to doing lately, but instead, the person depicted on the canvas is Shige.
It is a Shige that he has never seen before, and his heart twists sharply in his chest to see it now. It is Shige with a gentle, bright smile, lighting up his face. Shige with eyes dancing and the most wistful, happy expression that Koyama has never even thought to associate with his best friend. There are no worry lines between his eyebrows, no frantic thoughts behind his eyes. He looks for once like the 21 year-old he is instead of the old man the members always tease him to be. Koyama swallows thickly to force down the intense attraction clawing at his insides.
It is obvious that this is what his friend looks like in love, because nothing else could have so much power to transform a person so completely. Koyama is sure he would have noticed something so important, but at the same time he knows Ohno never paints anything he hasn’t seen. For a moment, Koyama is terrified.
“He was looking at you,” Ohno whispers, and Koyama smiles. The exact same smile as in the painting.
Iced Tea - PG-13:
The ice clinks in the glass of tea on the table as it melts. Condensation trails down the side of the glass, just like the sweat that slides down the side of Shige’s face. He’s hot and sticky, and it’s a horrible day for the air conditioner to be broken, but even still neither he nor Kei can seem to untwine themselves from the tangle of naked limbs they have become.
Pandemonium - NC-17:
It is pure pandemonium when the members find out that Koyama and Shige are a lot more than just best friends. Tegoshi lets out a distressed cry as he clings to Massu, who doesn’t really know what to do besides flail his arms around a little, while Yamapi gapes at them like a fish from the corner and Ryo won’t shut the hell up with all of his laughing.
Shige wants to think it is just the shock of finding out that a fellow member is gay, but he knows it is more likely because they found him with Koyama’s head between his legs, hands twisted tightly in the strands of Koyama’s hair. In fact, it was probably made worse that despite being discovered in quite a compromising position, their supposedly quite innocent (hah!) and sweet (please) mother-hen simply smirked around Shige’s cock and continued without pause. And Shige let him.
Yes, Shige supposes as he comes hard and fast into Koyama’s mouth, that was probably the reason.
Pairing: Koyato
Rating: in order - PG, G, PG-13, NC-17
Note: This is all due to trivialaffair She asked me to write something for her and I did, lol.
Tweezers - PG:
Shige sighs when he walks into the dressing room the morning of a Music Station taping to the tune of Koyama’s pained cries. He sees the older man in the corner in front of the mirror, elbow poised at an awkward angle as he tries, and fails, to pluck his eyebrows.
“Kei, I told you yesterday that I would do that for you,” Shige says as he places his bag on the ground and shuffles over.
Koyama gives him a sad look and scratches at the pained area between his eyes. “But I didn’t want to inconvenience Shige!”
Shige rolls his eyes and snatches the shiny tweezers from Koyama’s hand. “Dummy, it’s not an inconvenience.” He blows softly and rubs a thumb over the red skin. Koyama smiles at him, eyes crinkling in the corners in that way that Shige secretly adores. His stomach turns over and he has to swallow a little and breathe in deep to steady his hand.
Koyama winces a little when Shige starts to pluck, but he bears the pain (which isn’t really as bad as when he was doing it himself anyway), and after a few agonizing minutes the whole ordeal is over. Shige grins, blows away any remaining hair from Koyama’s face, and leans in to gently kiss his forehead.
“No one wants to see your disgustingly sappy display this early in the morning!” Ryo calls from the doorway, picking up a pillow from the couch to throw in their direction. This starts another witty, snarky argument between the prodigy and the Osakan, but Koyama doesn’t mind, because Shige’s hand has found his and their fingers are laced together comfortably.
Canvas - G:
Koyama’s breath escapes him when Ohno hands him his latest painting. He had been expecting another embarrassing, but skilled, painting of himself, which is what Ohno has taken to doing lately, but instead, the person depicted on the canvas is Shige.
It is a Shige that he has never seen before, and his heart twists sharply in his chest to see it now. It is Shige with a gentle, bright smile, lighting up his face. Shige with eyes dancing and the most wistful, happy expression that Koyama has never even thought to associate with his best friend. There are no worry lines between his eyebrows, no frantic thoughts behind his eyes. He looks for once like the 21 year-old he is instead of the old man the members always tease him to be. Koyama swallows thickly to force down the intense attraction clawing at his insides.
It is obvious that this is what his friend looks like in love, because nothing else could have so much power to transform a person so completely. Koyama is sure he would have noticed something so important, but at the same time he knows Ohno never paints anything he hasn’t seen. For a moment, Koyama is terrified.
“He was looking at you,” Ohno whispers, and Koyama smiles. The exact same smile as in the painting.
Iced Tea - PG-13:
The ice clinks in the glass of tea on the table as it melts. Condensation trails down the side of the glass, just like the sweat that slides down the side of Shige’s face. He’s hot and sticky, and it’s a horrible day for the air conditioner to be broken, but even still neither he nor Kei can seem to untwine themselves from the tangle of naked limbs they have become.
Pandemonium - NC-17:
It is pure pandemonium when the members find out that Koyama and Shige are a lot more than just best friends. Tegoshi lets out a distressed cry as he clings to Massu, who doesn’t really know what to do besides flail his arms around a little, while Yamapi gapes at them like a fish from the corner and Ryo won’t shut the hell up with all of his laughing.
Shige wants to think it is just the shock of finding out that a fellow member is gay, but he knows it is more likely because they found him with Koyama’s head between his legs, hands twisted tightly in the strands of Koyama’s hair. In fact, it was probably made worse that despite being discovered in quite a compromising position, their supposedly quite innocent (hah!) and sweet (please) mother-hen simply smirked around Shige’s cock and continued without pause. And Shige let him.
Yes, Shige supposes as he comes hard and fast into Koyama’s mouth, that was probably the reason.