(One-shot) I'm sorry I love you
Yamada stares out the window, out at the blinding sunshine and blue sky, so blue it looks as if somebody took a paintbrush and smeared it across the canvas of the world. Out, at a certain person standing below on the cement paved sidewalk below the rays of the sun, his hair ruffling slightly in the soft breeze as he grins, flashing a perfect set of pearly whites.
A tap on Yamada’s shoulder startles him from his thoughts. He turns, to see Yuto. “Hey-” his best friend pauses, giving him an odd look. Suddenly, realization dawns on Yuto’s face as he peeks out the window. “No…don’t tell me…”
Yamada flushes a deep scarlet.
“Oh my god. No way.”
“Shut up!”
Yuto breaks into a huge smile, so huge Yamada fears that his face will crack. “You…Yama-chan is in love with Takaki?” he asks in disbelief.
“Say it again, I’m not sure the entire agency heard you,” the older boy mutters, but Yuto just keeps on grinning.
The door bursts open, revealing none other than Takaki. “Yuto, Yamada.” He smiles. “What’s up? What’re you guys talking about?”
“About how Yama-chan is in love with-” the rest of Yuto’s confession is muffled by Yamada’s hand, the older boy smiling sheepishly.
“Nothing.”
Raising an eyebrow, Takaki pulls Yuto towards him, out of Yamada’s grasp. “Who is Yamada in love with?”
Yuto beams. “He’s in love with-”
“Mickey Mouse!” Yamada blurts out, his face immediately flaming red when both Yuto and Takaki stare at him weirdly. “I mean…”
“Yama-chan is in love with Tak-” Yuto begins, attempting to grab his chance, but Yamada tackles him before he can finish.
“YAMA-CHAN IS IN LOVE WITH TAKKI-SENPAI?” Out of nowhere, Chinen bounces into the studio, his eyes wide and innocent.
“You’re in love with Takki?” Takaki’s gaze is directed intensely at the younger boy.
“No…I-I…” Yamada sputters, only to be interrupted again.
“Who’s Yama-chan in love with?” Keito pops his head in, curious.
“TAKK-” Yamada claps a hand over Chinen’s mouth.
“I LOVE TAKAKI, OKAY?”
Utter, shocked silence follows, as Yamada realizes his mistake and gasps, standing up and knocking his chair over before pushing his way to the door of the studio. But just before he can open it, a hand catches his wrist.
“Yamada.” It is Takaki, his eyes sparkling and a mesmerizing deep brown.
The younger boy inhales sharply. “I’m sorry,” he whispers.
Takaki furrows his eyebrows. “Why?”
“For…for loving you?”
The other’s eyes flicker through a million different emotions. Finally, he answers, “Don’t be.”
Yamada opens his mouth, fails at finding words, and closes it again, resembling a fish on dry land. The rest of the room is completely silent, staring at Takaki for an explanation.
Takaki just smiles.
“Because I love you too.”