(fan fiction) Unplanned (This isn't how things are supposed to go)
Unplanned (This isn't how things are supposed to go)
HSJ, MorimotoxTakaki
failed!humor
pg
for hotfruits
... it's really ooc and there is no point, so i dont know. but i figured it felt cute enough so, hey why not.
Morimoto clenches his fists tightly as he hears laughter from the other side of the room.
"Takaki, you idiot!"
The seniors tease and Takaki laughs along with them, his cheeks tinged with a flush. One of them whispers something to the entire group and Takaki lightly stained cheeks bloom into full redness. He waves his hand frantically, trying to dismiss the entire thing. One of them pinches his cheek and another one flicks his forehead. Takaki rubs both of his sore spots and pouts lightly.
Morimoto shakes his head at the injustice done to his groupmate. He rolls his eyes at the immaturity displayed before him and he stands up, desperately feeling the need to leave.
"Ow!" He hears Takaki cry and he turns back to see Takaki rubbing his arm gingerly as the seniors continue to laugh at him.
He sees the actual hurt reflected in Takaki's eyes and something in him snaps as his vision fades for a split second.
He stalks forward until he is standing in front of the small crowd and he gives each person a hard glare. The group turns quiet, their happy mood destroyed by his presence.
"Morimoto-kun?" One of them ventured to ask and Morimoto's head quickly snaps in that direction, displeased look still plastered on his face. He rolls his eyes again and grabs Takaki's hand and tugs him forward. Morimoto pulls Takaki until they are both out of the room.
They are in the corridor when Takaki decides to speak up, "uhm..."
"What?" Morimoto snaps at him.
Takaki scratches the back of his head, "what was that about Ryuutarou?"
Morimoto's face turns from passively angry to blank as he blinks at Takaki. He opens his mouth but he closes it again before shrugging his shoulders, "I... don't know." He confesses.
"Oh." Takaki answers intelligently, "okay. But what are we going to do now?"
A blush creeps its way onto Morimoto's cheeks as he realizes that he doesn't know any of the answers to the questions Takaki is throwing at him.
"Ryuutarou?"
Morimoto tsks, "I don't know."
"Oh." Takaki bows his head.
They stay silent for a few more seconds. Takaki's head snaps up and he has an excited grin on his face, "how about we get ice cream?"
Morimoto's brows furrow, "what?"
The excited smile falters for a second before coming back into full blast, "ice cream?"
"Now?"
"Yeah!" Takaki nods, already walking towards the door. Morimoto blinks again before running after Takaki.
"But... rehearsals!" Morimoto protests, still walking in stride with Takaki.
The taller boy grins down at him, "that can wait."
Morimoto shakes his head, sighs and with a fond smile on his face says, "you are so weird."
this drabble is part of my 100 hsj drabbles challenge.
HSJ, MorimotoxTakaki
failed!humor
pg
for hotfruits
... it's really ooc and there is no point, so i dont know. but i figured it felt cute enough so, hey why not.
Morimoto clenches his fists tightly as he hears laughter from the other side of the room.
"Takaki, you idiot!"
The seniors tease and Takaki laughs along with them, his cheeks tinged with a flush. One of them whispers something to the entire group and Takaki lightly stained cheeks bloom into full redness. He waves his hand frantically, trying to dismiss the entire thing. One of them pinches his cheek and another one flicks his forehead. Takaki rubs both of his sore spots and pouts lightly.
Morimoto shakes his head at the injustice done to his groupmate. He rolls his eyes at the immaturity displayed before him and he stands up, desperately feeling the need to leave.
"Ow!" He hears Takaki cry and he turns back to see Takaki rubbing his arm gingerly as the seniors continue to laugh at him.
He sees the actual hurt reflected in Takaki's eyes and something in him snaps as his vision fades for a split second.
He stalks forward until he is standing in front of the small crowd and he gives each person a hard glare. The group turns quiet, their happy mood destroyed by his presence.
"Morimoto-kun?" One of them ventured to ask and Morimoto's head quickly snaps in that direction, displeased look still plastered on his face. He rolls his eyes again and grabs Takaki's hand and tugs him forward. Morimoto pulls Takaki until they are both out of the room.
They are in the corridor when Takaki decides to speak up, "uhm..."
"What?" Morimoto snaps at him.
Takaki scratches the back of his head, "what was that about Ryuutarou?"
Morimoto's face turns from passively angry to blank as he blinks at Takaki. He opens his mouth but he closes it again before shrugging his shoulders, "I... don't know." He confesses.
"Oh." Takaki answers intelligently, "okay. But what are we going to do now?"
A blush creeps its way onto Morimoto's cheeks as he realizes that he doesn't know any of the answers to the questions Takaki is throwing at him.
"Ryuutarou?"
Morimoto tsks, "I don't know."
"Oh." Takaki bows his head.
They stay silent for a few more seconds. Takaki's head snaps up and he has an excited grin on his face, "how about we get ice cream?"
Morimoto's brows furrow, "what?"
The excited smile falters for a second before coming back into full blast, "ice cream?"
"Now?"
"Yeah!" Takaki nods, already walking towards the door. Morimoto blinks again before running after Takaki.
"But... rehearsals!" Morimoto protests, still walking in stride with Takaki.
The taller boy grins down at him, "that can wait."
Morimoto shakes his head, sighs and with a fond smile on his face says, "you are so weird."
this drabble is part of my 100 hsj drabbles challenge.