[YamaChii] A Christmas Carol 1 - Chaptered
Title: A Little Side-Effect
Pairing: YamaChii
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff
Author: Mi
A/N This is an old story. Actually the first fic I've ever written. That's why it's fluff. Don't feel like writing fluff at all
[Tanjoubi omedetou, Chii-chan!]„Hey, look! Isn’t this cute?“
„Mmhm“
„Oi, you didn’t even look, baka!“
Now Ryosuke looked up from his magazine at Yuri. He loved it when he talked to him like this. Since they had their debut, their relationship changed day by day. Being juniors, they were already good friends. There was this strong bond between them that neither of them understood. But now… Ryosuke felt like they grew closer every day.
Yuri’s cute pout made him smile. ‘To be honest, Yuri is so cute’ Ryosuke thought. Then he noticed the shirt he was wearing. It was spotless white and the design made him look really mature but somehow still cute. It brightened his happy face even more. Ryosuke had to admit that it was indeed cute.
Yuri tilted his head slightly, waiting for Ryosuke’s answer. “It’s indeed cute”, he said finally.
“So, shall I buy it?” Yuri looked questioning at the shirt.
“No”
“Ehh? Why?”
“I’m going to buy it”
“Well, I don’t think it’ll suit you. It’s too small”
“I’ll buy it for you, little baka”
“But you don’t have to, I can do it myself”
“Jaa, but if I want to?”
“I won’t let you”
“And if it’s a gift? An early birthday gift for next month!” Ryosuke suggested making Yuri blush. “Haha, gotcha!” He laughed and stood up from his seat next do the dressing room and placed his magazine on it. Then he walked towards him until he stood only a few inches away from him. In the way Yuri looked up to him he could see that he wasn’t sure at all how to feel about his closeness. Ryosuke gently pushed a strand of hair out of his face before he wrapped his arms around the other’s waist and pulled him even closer. “You’re beautiful”, he whispered and Yuri’s face went three shades darker red than before. Confused and embarrassed he turned his head and looked at the floor. Ryosuke buried his face in his hair and sighed. He really loved the scent of his shampoo. He wanted to stay like this a little longer, but more than that he didn’t want to make Yuri feel uneasy like now. He totally understood, sure he was, since they have never been as close as now. Only for photo shoots, but that’s something else. But Ryosuke was also sure that he felt Yuri’s heartbeat quicken. Oh, how much he wished for him returning his feelings. After he let go of him he saw his puzzled face and a sudden wave of guilt overwhelmed him. “I’m sorry. I… I didn’t mean to…” Ryosuke tried to apologize but was cut by a move of Yuri’s hand “Never mind”. Like that he turned and closed the door of the dressing room.
Slowly Ryosuke went back to his seat and picked up the magazine that fell to the floor. He didn’t understand that boy at all. According to lots of magazines like his’, Yuri’s behavior was full of love signs. All this shopping for new clothes - mature clothes, that made him look even cuter though he wanted to achieve the opposite effect -, the food he cooked for him when Ryosuke had a full timetable and didn’t have time to eat something proper, the strawberries he bought every day for him - with his money, but well... . He placed his right hand over his heart. Doki. Doki. He could hear it clearly and smiled shyly at the sound. Every time he thought of Yuri his heart went totally crazy. Ryosuke was worried that he could have heard it.
What was it, this feeling? That made his legs weak, his head empty. That made him jealous whenever he chatted with others happily or joked around with them. Did he really fall for him this much? But no way he regretted his feelings. He’s going to fight to make Yuri fall for him, too. He is definitely going to prove him that he’s the one for him.
Returning to reality, he noticed his friend wasn’t ready yet. He rolled up his magazine and stood up. Carefully he knocked at the door “Chii-chan, are you done changing? Dance practice is going to start in an hour” Ryosuke heard a little startled scream, followed by a silent ‘hai, hai’. But before he could even turn, Ryosuke was hit by the door Yuri opened. Ryosuke who didn’t expect this sudden attack lost his balance and fell to the ground “Ittai!”, Ryosuke complained. “Ah, gomen nasai, Ryo-san! I didn’t want to… gomen!”
Ryosuke felt cold hands taking his arm to help him get up on his feet again. The Yuri he saw now was entirely different from the cute boy in the white shirt. He had put on his disguise again so that they could go around without being noticed. He wore a too big hoodie, a baseball cap and sunglasses. Ryosuke’s own disguise was similar, but somehow he wanted Yuri to wear that shirt again. He took the shirt which he carried carefully from his hands and together they went to pay it.
After leaving the store, Ryosuke happily handed Yuri the bag. “Tanjoubi omedetou, Chii-chan!”, he said jokingly. While walking to the jimusho there was an awkward silence between them. Before they entered the building, Yuri grabbed Ryosuke’s jacket and stopped him. “Arigatou, Ryo-san”, he said quietly while looking to the ground, not able to face him directly. But Ryosuke was glad that he at least talked to him again. He ruffled his hair “You’re welcome!”
Pairing: YamaChii
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff
Author: Mi
A/N This is an old story. Actually the first fic I've ever written. That's why it's fluff. Don't feel like writing fluff at all
[Tanjoubi omedetou, Chii-chan!]„Hey, look! Isn’t this cute?“
„Mmhm“
„Oi, you didn’t even look, baka!“
Now Ryosuke looked up from his magazine at Yuri. He loved it when he talked to him like this. Since they had their debut, their relationship changed day by day. Being juniors, they were already good friends. There was this strong bond between them that neither of them understood. But now… Ryosuke felt like they grew closer every day.
Yuri’s cute pout made him smile. ‘To be honest, Yuri is so cute’ Ryosuke thought. Then he noticed the shirt he was wearing. It was spotless white and the design made him look really mature but somehow still cute. It brightened his happy face even more. Ryosuke had to admit that it was indeed cute.
Yuri tilted his head slightly, waiting for Ryosuke’s answer. “It’s indeed cute”, he said finally.
“So, shall I buy it?” Yuri looked questioning at the shirt.
“No”
“Ehh? Why?”
“I’m going to buy it”
“Well, I don’t think it’ll suit you. It’s too small”
“I’ll buy it for you, little baka”
“But you don’t have to, I can do it myself”
“Jaa, but if I want to?”
“I won’t let you”
“And if it’s a gift? An early birthday gift for next month!” Ryosuke suggested making Yuri blush. “Haha, gotcha!” He laughed and stood up from his seat next do the dressing room and placed his magazine on it. Then he walked towards him until he stood only a few inches away from him. In the way Yuri looked up to him he could see that he wasn’t sure at all how to feel about his closeness. Ryosuke gently pushed a strand of hair out of his face before he wrapped his arms around the other’s waist and pulled him even closer. “You’re beautiful”, he whispered and Yuri’s face went three shades darker red than before. Confused and embarrassed he turned his head and looked at the floor. Ryosuke buried his face in his hair and sighed. He really loved the scent of his shampoo. He wanted to stay like this a little longer, but more than that he didn’t want to make Yuri feel uneasy like now. He totally understood, sure he was, since they have never been as close as now. Only for photo shoots, but that’s something else. But Ryosuke was also sure that he felt Yuri’s heartbeat quicken. Oh, how much he wished for him returning his feelings. After he let go of him he saw his puzzled face and a sudden wave of guilt overwhelmed him. “I’m sorry. I… I didn’t mean to…” Ryosuke tried to apologize but was cut by a move of Yuri’s hand “Never mind”. Like that he turned and closed the door of the dressing room.
Slowly Ryosuke went back to his seat and picked up the magazine that fell to the floor. He didn’t understand that boy at all. According to lots of magazines like his’, Yuri’s behavior was full of love signs. All this shopping for new clothes - mature clothes, that made him look even cuter though he wanted to achieve the opposite effect -, the food he cooked for him when Ryosuke had a full timetable and didn’t have time to eat something proper, the strawberries he bought every day for him - with his money, but well... . He placed his right hand over his heart. Doki. Doki. He could hear it clearly and smiled shyly at the sound. Every time he thought of Yuri his heart went totally crazy. Ryosuke was worried that he could have heard it.
What was it, this feeling? That made his legs weak, his head empty. That made him jealous whenever he chatted with others happily or joked around with them. Did he really fall for him this much? But no way he regretted his feelings. He’s going to fight to make Yuri fall for him, too. He is definitely going to prove him that he’s the one for him.
Returning to reality, he noticed his friend wasn’t ready yet. He rolled up his magazine and stood up. Carefully he knocked at the door “Chii-chan, are you done changing? Dance practice is going to start in an hour” Ryosuke heard a little startled scream, followed by a silent ‘hai, hai’. But before he could even turn, Ryosuke was hit by the door Yuri opened. Ryosuke who didn’t expect this sudden attack lost his balance and fell to the ground “Ittai!”, Ryosuke complained. “Ah, gomen nasai, Ryo-san! I didn’t want to… gomen!”
Ryosuke felt cold hands taking his arm to help him get up on his feet again. The Yuri he saw now was entirely different from the cute boy in the white shirt. He had put on his disguise again so that they could go around without being noticed. He wore a too big hoodie, a baseball cap and sunglasses. Ryosuke’s own disguise was similar, but somehow he wanted Yuri to wear that shirt again. He took the shirt which he carried carefully from his hands and together they went to pay it.
After leaving the store, Ryosuke happily handed Yuri the bag. “Tanjoubi omedetou, Chii-chan!”, he said jokingly. While walking to the jimusho there was an awkward silence between them. Before they entered the building, Yuri grabbed Ryosuke’s jacket and stopped him. “Arigatou, Ryo-san”, he said quietly while looking to the ground, not able to face him directly. But Ryosuke was glad that he at least talked to him again. He ruffled his hair “You’re welcome!”