Kiss Series /// Ninth: Name
Title: Kiss // Name //
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, this wasn't in the list at all, but I figured for myself that this is so very important, too, and I had this spinning in my head for so long.. so, an additional moment of love XD
And maaan, you guys must suffer from this stuff; I am overdoing the Fluff, right? v.v Sorry, but this one will make your teeth hurt so badly.
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
Eighth: Mine
Name
It was late, when Tegoshi came back home.
He had started to shoot scenes for the new drama already and his days had gotten longer with this.
Being busy was something he didn’t mind at all. It was how Tegoshi wanted it after all. But when he got home and found his apartment in silence, himself being all alone, he sometimes wished his life was normal.
Normal--- as in finding someone waiting for him after coming home from work.
He stripped off of his jacket and made his way over to the living room, putting on some music, before he got over to the kitchen to get himself something small to eat.
He just ate half of the shortbread he had found, before he decided that it would be best to just go to bed and sleep the stress off.
The next day would get long again.
Unbuttoning his shirt on his way, he turned off the music again, opened the door to his bed room and froze as he saw something was not as usual.
Tegoshi frowned, titled his to the side and looked at Masuda sprawled out on his bed, sleeping.
He finished opening up his shirt, before he went over and sat down at the edge of the bed; watching Masuda.
He hadn’t known Masuda would make use of the key Tegoshi had given him a few days ago that soon; but he wouldn’t say he minded it at all. Tegoshi was actually glad the older one was making use of it.
Getting rid of his jeans, he walked over to the other side of the bed to switch on the night light; then he prepared for bed. As he was finally done, he smiled to himself, seeing Masuda hadn’t changed his position in the slightest bit.
He figured, Masuda must have been really tired from his stage play.
Tegoshi lifted the blanket, sprawled it over Masuda, before he made himself comfortable. They hadn’t shared a bed before and somehow this gave Tegoshi an excited feeling.
He put his head down, reaching his hand out to brush some stray strands from Masuda’s face. The older one moved slightly, shifting closer.
“Yuya”, he mumbled in his sleep and nuzzled against him.
Tegoshi blinked a few times.
Yuya.
Masuda had never called him like that before, but it felt good to hear that low voice saying his name.
Putting his arm over Masuda’s waist, Tegoshi shifted closer; held him.
“Yuya’s here, Massu.”
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