of happy singing and puppy smiles
UGH Choutarou just sounded so omfg happy in his new single Contrail CAN YOU REALLY BLAME ME OTL
I ask of you again to please not take this seriously. XD; I MEAN JUST LOOK AT THE HALF-ASSED TITLE *FAIL* It is 3 AM and I have school at 7 and I still need to finish my formal theme but omfg Choutarou I can't resist your happy ;w;
Title: Of Happy Singing and Puppy Smiles
Author: ieatchu / shikanashi_kk
Word Count: 779
Rating: PG
Pairing: ShishiTori
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis and all of its characters do not belong to me.
Summary: In which Choutarou is happy and Shishido can't resist the happy.
Shishido strained his ears to hear the cheerful voice from the other side of the door that he was so lamely sprawled against. It was a good thing that they were the only ones left in the clubroom, so he had no problems forgetting his sempai image as he leaned against the door as much as he could.
Choutarou sang on from the other side of the door, oblivious to the fact that his sempai had already finished showering and was now eavesdropping on him.
... Eavesdropping was such a harsh word.
Shishido was merely... listening. He had heard his kohai make music before, certainly, but that was with the violin, or the piano, or whatever instrument because Shishido wouldn't be surprised if Choutarou could play all instruments because Choutarou was just awesome like that. Still, this was the first time that Shishido heard his kohai sing and it was... pretty good actually.
Granted, Choutarou was merely singing to himself, thus the moderate to low volume, but at least, Shishido heard enough for him to totally ruin his man pride and look and feel like some peeping tom even though he's the one in the showers, and, and...
And why was he acting like a peeping tom anyway?!
Flustered at himself, Shishido yanked the door open with a grumble.
The singing stopped.
Shishido berated on slapping himself or not because the song stopped at the chorus and the chorus was really, really nice in his kohai's voice.
"Shishido-san! You're finished already?"
In the end, he never got to choose because Choutarou was smiling at him like he just got a new puppy or something and Shishido can never resist Choutarou when he smiles like he just got a new puppy, because that's Choutarou and puppies. Whoever can resist that is a horrible, horrible, cold-hearted monster that deserves to be buried in dinosaur poop, and Shishido is most definitely not a horrible, horrible cold-hearted monster that deserves to be buried in dinosaur poop.
He could be a horrible, horrible monster to everyone else except Choutarou, but nobody needs to know that.
Shishido ducked his head because Choutarou and the puppy smile was just... overload. "Well, someone's happy," he grumbled, because that was the most he could do with his face burning, and shut up, it makes perfect sense that Shishido was blushing, because Choutarou and the puppy smile, remember?
The "look look shishido-san i just got a new puppy!" smile turned into a sheepish one. "This is the first time I'm locking up the clubroom with Shishido-san."
Oh, god, the sparkles, the sparkles. Shishido grunted, because he was sure his cheeks were pink and when his cheeks are pink, that's all he can do. Grunt, grunt, grunt.
"That's not something to be so happy about." Grunt, grunt, grunt.
Choutarou chuckled, because he knew that Shishido-san didn't mean that. He went back to the homework that he had been doing a while ago, and resumed his singing.
Shishido stumbled into a little bit of trouble trying to slip his arm in a sleeve, and even more trouble trying to put his pants on successfully.
Choutarou just sounded so... happy singing, it was practically contagious.
His hands slipped more than once as he fixed the buttons of his uniform, and Choutarou was still singing in that happy voice of his and it was just...
Shishido gave in.
There were still three buttons left unfixed, but those were the last thing in his mind as he closed his locker, hauled his bag over his shoulder and strode across the room to grab Choutarou's shoulder and plant a small kiss on his kohai's lips.
It just felt appropriate somehow.
The singing stopped.
Choutarou's eyes went wide, and his lips fell open.
Shishido almost sprinted his way towards the door. "Hurry up, Choutarou, or else I'll lock you up in here."
"Y... yes, Shishido-san!" Choutarou exclaimed, almost automatically gathering his things and shoving them inside his bag before following his sempai's steps outside of the clubroom, a big, big, big smile gradually appearing on his face with each step he took.
Shishido closed the door almost a bit too harshly when both of them were already outside. It almost hurt to raise his head.
"Shishido-san --"
"Shut up, Choutarou."
"But Shishido-san --"
"I said shut up."
Choutarou grinned. "You kissed me."
Shishido's face flushed even more. "Sh --"
Choutarou kissed him.
Despite his sempai's loud complaints of d-don't do that in public, idiot!, Choutarou knew that he had all the right to be happy today and wondered if Atobe-san wouldn't find it so weird if he requested to lock up the clubroom again tomorrow.
end
Uhm. *totally butchered Shishido* Prz to be forgiving meeeee DDDD:
I ask of you again to please not take this seriously. XD; I MEAN JUST LOOK AT THE HALF-ASSED TITLE *FAIL* It is 3 AM and I have school at 7 and I still need to finish my formal theme but omfg Choutarou I can't resist your happy ;w;
Title: Of Happy Singing and Puppy Smiles
Author: ieatchu / shikanashi_kk
Word Count: 779
Rating: PG
Pairing: ShishiTori
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis and all of its characters do not belong to me.
Summary: In which Choutarou is happy and Shishido can't resist the happy.
Shishido strained his ears to hear the cheerful voice from the other side of the door that he was so lamely sprawled against. It was a good thing that they were the only ones left in the clubroom, so he had no problems forgetting his sempai image as he leaned against the door as much as he could.
Choutarou sang on from the other side of the door, oblivious to the fact that his sempai had already finished showering and was now eavesdropping on him.
... Eavesdropping was such a harsh word.
Shishido was merely... listening. He had heard his kohai make music before, certainly, but that was with the violin, or the piano, or whatever instrument because Shishido wouldn't be surprised if Choutarou could play all instruments because Choutarou was just awesome like that. Still, this was the first time that Shishido heard his kohai sing and it was... pretty good actually.
Granted, Choutarou was merely singing to himself, thus the moderate to low volume, but at least, Shishido heard enough for him to totally ruin his man pride and look and feel like some peeping tom even though he's the one in the showers, and, and...
And why was he acting like a peeping tom anyway?!
Flustered at himself, Shishido yanked the door open with a grumble.
The singing stopped.
Shishido berated on slapping himself or not because the song stopped at the chorus and the chorus was really, really nice in his kohai's voice.
"Shishido-san! You're finished already?"
In the end, he never got to choose because Choutarou was smiling at him like he just got a new puppy or something and Shishido can never resist Choutarou when he smiles like he just got a new puppy, because that's Choutarou and puppies. Whoever can resist that is a horrible, horrible, cold-hearted monster that deserves to be buried in dinosaur poop, and Shishido is most definitely not a horrible, horrible cold-hearted monster that deserves to be buried in dinosaur poop.
He could be a horrible, horrible monster to everyone else except Choutarou, but nobody needs to know that.
Shishido ducked his head because Choutarou and the puppy smile was just... overload. "Well, someone's happy," he grumbled, because that was the most he could do with his face burning, and shut up, it makes perfect sense that Shishido was blushing, because Choutarou and the puppy smile, remember?
The "look look shishido-san i just got a new puppy!" smile turned into a sheepish one. "This is the first time I'm locking up the clubroom with Shishido-san."
Oh, god, the sparkles, the sparkles. Shishido grunted, because he was sure his cheeks were pink and when his cheeks are pink, that's all he can do. Grunt, grunt, grunt.
"That's not something to be so happy about." Grunt, grunt, grunt.
Choutarou chuckled, because he knew that Shishido-san didn't mean that. He went back to the homework that he had been doing a while ago, and resumed his singing.
Shishido stumbled into a little bit of trouble trying to slip his arm in a sleeve, and even more trouble trying to put his pants on successfully.
Choutarou just sounded so... happy singing, it was practically contagious.
His hands slipped more than once as he fixed the buttons of his uniform, and Choutarou was still singing in that happy voice of his and it was just...
Shishido gave in.
There were still three buttons left unfixed, but those were the last thing in his mind as he closed his locker, hauled his bag over his shoulder and strode across the room to grab Choutarou's shoulder and plant a small kiss on his kohai's lips.
It just felt appropriate somehow.
The singing stopped.
Choutarou's eyes went wide, and his lips fell open.
Shishido almost sprinted his way towards the door. "Hurry up, Choutarou, or else I'll lock you up in here."
"Y... yes, Shishido-san!" Choutarou exclaimed, almost automatically gathering his things and shoving them inside his bag before following his sempai's steps outside of the clubroom, a big, big, big smile gradually appearing on his face with each step he took.
Shishido closed the door almost a bit too harshly when both of them were already outside. It almost hurt to raise his head.
"Shishido-san --"
"Shut up, Choutarou."
"But Shishido-san --"
"I said shut up."
Choutarou grinned. "You kissed me."
Shishido's face flushed even more. "Sh --"
Choutarou kissed him.
Despite his sempai's loud complaints of d-don't do that in public, idiot!, Choutarou knew that he had all the right to be happy today and wondered if Atobe-san wouldn't find it so weird if he requested to lock up the clubroom again tomorrow.
end
Uhm. *totally butchered Shishido* Prz to be forgiving meeeee DDDD: