It Was You

Feb 20, 2013 18:40


Title: It was you
Author: insaneeuphoriiia [lovepyyung]
Pairing: yutoyama; slight tadaiki
Length: oneshot
Genre: fluff
Warning: ugh. Idk. Randomness?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the boys.
A/N: My hands wouldn't let me stop typing. I wanted to do something better than this. Though… Whatever. I am forever random. This is a short one, though. And, as usual, unbeta-ed.
And, I want to thank everybody who had read my first yamayuto/yamajima drabble, Simply because. I love you guys!


Tick, tick.

The bell rang, and everyone inside the school building shouted in happiness. They were so glad because finally, after all those tiring and sleepless nights of studying, their final exam has ended. Some were overly dramatic by the school’s ‘unfair treatment’ among the students, annually giving them wholly unjustified, hard examinations. But they were, nonetheless, happy for their quite long winter break.

Ryosuke cheerfully hopped down the hall, searching for his best friend. The guy’s been missing in action and honestly, that makes him feel down. Hey, Yuto’s not around and he’s not used to it. He already misses his random stories and constant air drumming.  The last time he saw him was the day before yesterday - and that last encounter was even accidental.

“Yama-chan…”

“…”

“Dude.”

“…”

“Hey!” Takaki nudged at him as he eyed his friend. “Man, spacing out in the middle of the hallway isn’t a great idea.”

He didn’t notice that he had stopped hopping and has been standing in that particular spot already. He was actually spacing out because of thinking about Yuto. Was he angry with him? Was the latter trying to avoid him? He doesn’t know - and as far as he remembers, he hasn’t done anything bad or terrible or offending that can make Yuto angry - well, disregarding the last time’s incident wherein he spilled some strawberry milk on the latter’s uniform.

“Better get your ass in here, Yamada. Or you’d prefer to be trampled by those jocks?” Takaki said, who had successfully ran to where his boyfriend was, and stood beside Daiki on the other end of the hall, pointing the group of football jocks (who looked like they just came out of shower room) coming on Ryosuke’s way. He ran where the two were immediately, not forgetting to send Takaki a death glare.

“For your information, I wasn’t spacing out.” Ryosuke started, literally burning a hole on Takaki’s face as the three of them walked. “And as if I care about those giants. I was thinking.”

“Thinking of what - or should I say, who?”

“Not necessary for you to know.”

“Yama-chan…” He whined. “Don’t be so mean. Of course I need to. I AM a FRIEND.”

“Yeah, whatever, FRIEND,” he emphasized the word friend, smiling at him sarcastically.

“Uhm. Hello. I exist people.” Daiki pouted, walking silently behind the two.

They almost forgot about Daiki. “Oh, sorry Dai-chan,” Ryosuke said. He was very much apologetic for not noticing the presence of this penguin, since Takaki has been teasing him ever since he saw the latter. Fuck you.

“Dai-chan, sor-…”

“Yuuyan, stop teasing Yama-chan.”

“Okay.”

Then Takaki shut his mouth, Ryosuke just chuckled.

--

Ryosuke couldn't take it anymore; he really needs to feel Yuto’s presence right now. It’s their winter break yet he couldn't even enjoy it because he’s worrying about Yuto, who’s been going out a lot. Yes, he tried to go to the latter’s house several times, checking whether he’s there or not. But whenever he checks on him, his mother would either say Yuto’s out with Chinen, or his son’s busy about something she doesn't know. As a matter of fact, she’s even worried about his son, ‘cause Yuto seldom stays at home, and frequently disappears.

Sighing, he gently grabbed his phone and pressed speed dial number 1. He waited for someone to pick up, until he heard that familiar voice he’s been missing those past few days. “Hey.”

“Y-yuto…”

“Yama-chan? Hey…”

“Where… where have you been?”

“Sorry, I was with Chii.”

His heart fell as soon as he heard Chinen’s name. He understands that Yuto has known the guy for a long time now, but he couldn't help himself but feel jealous. His best friend had been missing for a few days already then all of a sudden he’d only get answer ‘I was with Chii?’ Goddammit. He’s freaking out why he hadn't appeared and he’d just get an answer like that? He wasn't stupid.

“Are you going out with Yuri? No… Do you… like Yuri?” His voice was stern, cold.

“What are you talk-…”

“No. You. Answer. Me. Nakajima.” He breathed in some air, trying to calm himself before he could even start to yell. “Are you avoiding me? Because of him? You like him, don’t you?”

“Yama-chan, it’s not what you think.”

“What I think is right! You’ve been avoiding me because of him! Can you even imagine how worried I was? Huh?” His voice cracked a bit. He lost it. He couldn’t hide the fact that he likes his best friend more than he should. What can he do? He couldn’t just order to stop himself from loving someone.

“Yama. This is getting out of hand. Meet me at our secret place.”

“No.”

“Don’t be so stubborn. I need to discuss things with you in person.”

“…”

“Be there in 10 minutes.” Then the line went dead. He sobbed harder until he realized that crying wouldn’t be so practical at this kind of situation. He grabbed his winter coat, and went out of the house as soon as he removed all the traces of tears on his face.

--

It was quite dark, but he continued walking, nevertheless. It was darker than usual, if he was to say. He sighed, thinking of how he would face his best friend with the entire thing he said on their phone conversation. He was too obvious.

And because of too much wandering around the place, he didn't notice Yuto standing near their tree. He was holding a piece of candle, with a smile plastered on his face - and yeah, he looked so fuck-able (in Ryosuke’s perspective, though). He slowly went near the guy, handing him a bouquet of flowers. He was completely unaware and clueless.

“Err. Uhm… What’s happening?”

“It’s for you, Yama-chan.”

“Yuto-kun, I’m not stupid. I mean, what’s… with this?” He’s growing more curious as every second passed by.

“I love you.”

As soon as he heard those three words, he swore he could’ve fainted. Yuto said I love you.

'If this is a fucking dream, then I wouldn’t want to wake up,' he thought.

“Yuto, am I… hearing things or you just said ‘I love you’? You've got to be kidding me right?”

“No I’m not.” Yuto calmly replied. He knew it was a bit fast and explained that he was actually trying to make a plan with Chinen of how to say what he really feels about the latter.

Honestly, fear overpowered him, because he doesn’t know if the feeling is mutual. He’d rather choose to stay quite than to get busted. But knowing that he shouldn’t just sit back and watch were it’ll take him, he decided to take an action and took the risks.

“So… Do you love me?”

“…”

Yuto pursed his lips when the latter didn’t respond. He can feel the silent rejection slowly creeping out of his body.

“I-i… I mean I’m not expecting and it’s okay… We can just forget about everything that happened today and get back as what we are before and-…”

“Of course I do!” Ryosuke exclaimed with tears on his eyes, and ran towards Yuto’s embrace. He buried his face on his chest and continued crying with his fluttering heart.

They talked a bit, laughed as they both shared their stupid stories about their feelings. Secret thoughts were unveiled. And let’s not forget about the most awaited and anticipated first kiss.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

--

It was you, all along. It will always be you.

xx

Sorry, I kind of suck in making endings -_-

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ありがとう ございます。

Edited 9:11PM: omg thanks rinrin_qq for correcting me ;a; I typed the wrong name -_- Sorry~ I was actually trying to write this for yunjae, but I thought of making use of yamayuto instead in the midst of typing this, that's why I changed the names and descriptions. I missed one, I guess. Thank you again!

length: oneshot, artist: nakajima yuto, artist: takaki yuya, pairing: takakixarioka, genre: fluff, pairing: nakajimaxyamada, genre: romance, + fanfiction, artist: yamada ryosuke, artist: arioka daiki

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