Kiss Series /// Eighth: Mine
Title: Kiss // Mine //
Pairing: Tegomass
Rating: G
Disclaimer: We all know the story: I don't own anything and won't make any profit out of this.
Summary: What kisses actually mean.
A/N: Sorry I haven't yet managed to answer your comments from yesterday's post, again. I'll try to catch up later, promise! I eventually will answer them!
Please keep an eye on this journal, since I won't always be able to put this up in the communities, okay?
Previous:
First: Friendship
Second: Adore
Third: Forever
Fourth: Likings
Fifth: Definitely
Sixth: Love
Seventh: Hold on
Mine
It was easy to forget time when they were together.
In those moments, they could spend their time completely lost in each other. Hours would feel like minutes, minutes like seconds.
Days couldn’t get long enough to make them take in everything of each other.
They would only sit together and exchange kisses, touches, looks; innocent and playful. Intimate, though.
But that was enough, as far as they had gotten in their relationship.
Sometimes, Masuda would repeat those kisses to Tegoshi’s forehead, as if he wanted to reassure him that they would always be together.
Tegoshi loved it when Masuda did that; he actually felt much calmer then, since he knew Masuda belonged to him.
“Mine”, he whispered into Masuda’s ear and ran his hands over the older one’s chest, up to his shoulders and linked them behind his neck then.
Masuda smiled and kept an eye on the door, afraid the others would come in every second, while kissing Tegoshi. But having the brunette like this was way too distracting to pay a lot of attention to anything else than him.
When they heard people coming closer, they pulled away, exchanging another look, before turning, pretending to be busy with other things.
They would act as if nothing was different from before.
Tegoshi would observe the others with keen eyes, planning pranks on them. He would fool around with Koyama; tease Kato or try to get Yamashita’s or Ryo’s attention.
Masuda would talk calmly, sometimes get lost in his own thoughts; being confused when someone dragged him out of it with a light pat on the head.
They would be their usual selves; not giving away that by now, things between them had changed.
That by now, Tegoshi was Masuda’s and Masuda Tegoshi’s.
Only, when no one else was looking, when everyone was busy with themselves, Masuda would quickly pull Tegoshi back at his wrist and place a short peck to his neck--- to make sure, Tegoshi wouldn’t forget about it.
“Mine”, he whispered into the younger one’s ear then; breathily.
The way Tegoshi reacted to that, the way he would bite his lip and shiver slightly, giving Masuda a smile then, was enough of a proof that Tegoshi wouldn’t forget.
He knew it perfectly fine; and wouldn’t want it any other way.
They belonged together.
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I am dissatisfied with this :( ... But posting it, however, since I can't come up with something better today v.v Sorry!