HAPPY BATHDAY YASSAN!!!!!!!!!
Yes, it was a NEWS reference. But gosh, was their new video so sparkly. =)
Fic news:
1. I am thisclose to being finished with my first entry for 10_encounters. The prompt will be 'misunderstood tourist'. And because I can barely contain my excitement the pairing will be Ikuta Toma/Shirota Yuu. In Spain. Gah, the international ghei.
2. I will be posting some more Maru birthday drabbles (OMG IT'S BEEN A WEEK!). That's going to be either tonight or tomorrow.
3. I updated 'Our Mixtape' on winglin. The pairing for the new chapter is Maki/Jin. It's angsty because it seems that I've been writing a lot of that lately.
4. Writing a series of NEWS in the kitchen drabbles because of that damn video. (Did anyone else flail over Koyama like I did? Hot. I was surprised)
5. And... I'm working on a Uchi story because I feel bad for not doing anything for his birthday. =( But I never write Uchi!
6. I wrote smut. It's actually my second attempt. I don't know how it is.
Cake Face Kanjani8 (+ohyass)
Yassan looked on warily at the wicked glances in his direction and nervously scratched the back of his neck. “My face can’t go in that.”
“Oh yes it can,” Hina nodded, resting comfortably against the wall. He loved this time of year. Especially when they were all able to meet in the dressing room.
“And it will,” Yoko added, rubbing his hands together menacingly. It was Yassan’s birthday. Of course someone in the group was going to shove his face in the wonderfully decorated cake in front of him.
“I bet it would taste a lot better if my face wasn’t in it,” Yassan tried again.
“We’re going to eat it regardless,” Maru spoke up from his seat beside Subaru, eyeing the cake with much interest.
“Do it now Uchi!” Yoko demanded gleefully.
“No way,” the younger man shook his head. He was not going to be the one that initiates this trainwreck. And after last night... No.
“Ryo?”
Ryo rolled his eyes and reached out to push Yassan’s face in the cake. There was a blur of movements and the room remained silent for several moments. Until they began to burst out laughing together.
“My cake!” Yassan covered his mouth. His face remained free of frosting and crumbs.
“My face!” Ohkura whined before he licked his lower lip and grinned. “Strawberry.” The younger man had taken a step between Yassan and Ryo and was the one whose face went into the cake. He actually took that step because he wanted to make sure there was going to be some cake that would remain edible, but he wasn’t too annoyed by this outcome.
“Thank you,” Yassan looked at Ohkura happily. He was often teased by his members and although most of the time that didn’t bug him he was especially appreciative when someone stuck up for him.
“No problem,” the younger man used his finger to begin scooping the white frosting off his cheek then his eyes widened for a moment, as if he had the perfect idea. He gave Yassan a smirk that made the older man slightly uncomfortable. “You just have to help me clean it off.”
Yassan eased a bit and began to pick up several napkins from the table but was stopped by a grip on his wrist.
“Not with those.”
“Damn it Ohkura, none of us want to see the two of you making out okay?” Yoko whined, while he was eyeing the cake.
“It’s not like you took a bullet for him or anything,” Hina added, as he began to take an small untouched slice.
“No, that will be later,” Subaru leered, waggling his eyes comically as the couple’s faces simultaneously turned red.
Ryo’s cake-filled mouth dropped as he glared him. “I’m trying to eat you pervert.” Uchi was choking on his food beside him and Ryo’s attention instantly shifted, patting the younger man on the back roughly.
Maru munched happily on the couch and watched the scene with mild amusement. He was just happy he wasn’t being the one teased this time around.
Ohkura smiled widely when he looked at his boyfriend’s face, now smeared with the mess that was on his own. “Happy birthday.”
RL: I hate genetics. Agreed?
Fic news:
1. I am thisclose to being finished with my first entry for 10_encounters. The prompt will be 'misunderstood tourist'. And because I can barely contain my excitement the pairing will be Ikuta Toma/Shirota Yuu. In Spain. Gah, the international ghei.
2. I will be posting some more Maru birthday drabbles (OMG IT'S BEEN A WEEK!). That's going to be either tonight or tomorrow.
3. I updated 'Our Mixtape' on winglin. The pairing for the new chapter is Maki/Jin. It's angsty because it seems that I've been writing a lot of that lately.
4. Writing a series of NEWS in the kitchen drabbles because of that damn video. (Did anyone else flail over Koyama like I did? Hot. I was surprised)
5. And... I'm working on a Uchi story because I feel bad for not doing anything for his birthday. =( But I never write Uchi!
6. I wrote smut. It's actually my second attempt. I don't know how it is.
Cake Face Kanjani8 (+ohyass)
Yassan looked on warily at the wicked glances in his direction and nervously scratched the back of his neck. “My face can’t go in that.”
“Oh yes it can,” Hina nodded, resting comfortably against the wall. He loved this time of year. Especially when they were all able to meet in the dressing room.
“And it will,” Yoko added, rubbing his hands together menacingly. It was Yassan’s birthday. Of course someone in the group was going to shove his face in the wonderfully decorated cake in front of him.
“I bet it would taste a lot better if my face wasn’t in it,” Yassan tried again.
“We’re going to eat it regardless,” Maru spoke up from his seat beside Subaru, eyeing the cake with much interest.
“Do it now Uchi!” Yoko demanded gleefully.
“No way,” the younger man shook his head. He was not going to be the one that initiates this trainwreck. And after last night... No.
“Ryo?”
Ryo rolled his eyes and reached out to push Yassan’s face in the cake. There was a blur of movements and the room remained silent for several moments. Until they began to burst out laughing together.
“My cake!” Yassan covered his mouth. His face remained free of frosting and crumbs.
“My face!” Ohkura whined before he licked his lower lip and grinned. “Strawberry.” The younger man had taken a step between Yassan and Ryo and was the one whose face went into the cake. He actually took that step because he wanted to make sure there was going to be some cake that would remain edible, but he wasn’t too annoyed by this outcome.
“Thank you,” Yassan looked at Ohkura happily. He was often teased by his members and although most of the time that didn’t bug him he was especially appreciative when someone stuck up for him.
“No problem,” the younger man used his finger to begin scooping the white frosting off his cheek then his eyes widened for a moment, as if he had the perfect idea. He gave Yassan a smirk that made the older man slightly uncomfortable. “You just have to help me clean it off.”
Yassan eased a bit and began to pick up several napkins from the table but was stopped by a grip on his wrist.
“Not with those.”
“Damn it Ohkura, none of us want to see the two of you making out okay?” Yoko whined, while he was eyeing the cake.
“It’s not like you took a bullet for him or anything,” Hina added, as he began to take an small untouched slice.
“No, that will be later,” Subaru leered, waggling his eyes comically as the couple’s faces simultaneously turned red.
Ryo’s cake-filled mouth dropped as he glared him. “I’m trying to eat you pervert.” Uchi was choking on his food beside him and Ryo’s attention instantly shifted, patting the younger man on the back roughly.
Maru munched happily on the couch and watched the scene with mild amusement. He was just happy he wasn’t being the one teased this time around.
Ohkura smiled widely when he looked at his boyfriend’s face, now smeared with the mess that was on his own. “Happy birthday.”
RL: I hate genetics. Agreed?