[akame] Clouds
Title: Clouds
Author:
amairo_parasol
Fandom: KAT-TUN
Genre: The fluffy kind. Kinda humorous. Maybe only to me?
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: akame
Disclaimer: I don’t own either of the two.
Summary: “If you could be anything for one day, Jin, what would you be?” “A cloud.” (584 words)
Actually inspired by a comment thread that was way too long ago for me to remember where it was. XD Um, this is the first non-smut I’ve done in a while, wow...
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Kame can feel the thick, cool grass beneath him. They stick out everywhere, tickling his arms and scratching against his palms. They poke out between his spread fingers; the spread fingers of his left hand which barely brushes Jin’s hand next to him.
He smiles up at the summer sky above him. The clear sky with its stray clouds, with no building interrupting its light blue expanse.
“Ne, Jin?”
“Hmmm?” Jin lazily responds. It’s a rumble, from deep within his throat. The kind that sends shivers down Kame’s spine. The kind that Kame hears when Jin wakes up next to him in the morning.
“If you could be anything for one day, Jin, what would you be?”
There is a pause, but one of comfortable silence.
“A cloud.”
Kame turns his head and the grass rustles in response. Jin remains unmoving, his eyes closed peacefully.
“Why?”
“Because clouds are so carefree, just floating along with the wind. They don’t need to know the reason where they are going. And if Kame is the wind, I would trust where you are taking me.”
Jin’s lashes flutter, and he slowly opens his eyes. He blinks against the brightness. Kame waits until his eyes adjust.
“But what if I was the sun?”
“Then if you weren’t feeling well, I would cover you. Then it would be cloudy.”
Kame smiles to himself. Bakanishi logic. It’s not like the sun would ever have bad hair days.
“And if anyone ever made fun of the sun, I would strike down that person with thunder.”
Kame laughs aloud. It sounds so tiny in the open air and in the minimal space between them.
“Baka! Thunder doesn’t strike down people. That’s only the sound. You mean lightning.”
Kame watches Jin’s lips curl up in a smile.
“Okay. And then, when we make love...” Jin rolls over and Kame’s breath catches. Light dances in Jin’s eyes playfully, grass tangles in his dark hair and curls around his cheek. Jin is close--too close, that they share the same breaths, and Kame resists the urge to close his eyes and lean forward.
“When we make love...?” Kame whispers.
“....there will be a lot of thunder.” Jin is grinning now, in that mischievous way.
Kame snorts, sitting up. He pulls out tufts of grass, throwing them at Jin’s face. Jin smiles, and Kame realizes he is smiling too.
“Baka!” Way to ruin the moment!
“Or would you prefer it to snow?”
“JIN!”
Kame plucks out more strands of green, flicking them at Jin. Jin catches his wrist between his fist, slowly loosening his fingers. He eases their hands together, until their fingers are laced together.
“If I was a cloud, and Kame the rain, I would hold onto the rain as long as I could. But when I finally let the rain go, I will do it willingly, knowing that it will eventually come back to me.”
"...You're lame," Kame says, but he turns over to hide his blush from Jin anyway.
"And that's why you love me," Jin jokes back.
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// askldj please don’t shoot me for being lame? Please? :D’
And, um. Leave me comments to entertain me for the long EIGHT HOUR DRIVE TOMORROW asdalshd x___x (I even had a fanart for this little fic, but my scanner/printer is already all packed away and my phone sucks at taking quality photos of drawings. >__>;;)
Author:
amairo_parasol
Fandom: KAT-TUN
Genre: The fluffy kind. Kinda humorous. Maybe only to me?
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: akame
Disclaimer: I don’t own either of the two.
Summary: “If you could be anything for one day, Jin, what would you be?” “A cloud.” (584 words)
Actually inspired by a comment thread that was way too long ago for me to remember where it was. XD Um, this is the first non-smut I’ve done in a while, wow...
--
Kame can feel the thick, cool grass beneath him. They stick out everywhere, tickling his arms and scratching against his palms. They poke out between his spread fingers; the spread fingers of his left hand which barely brushes Jin’s hand next to him.
He smiles up at the summer sky above him. The clear sky with its stray clouds, with no building interrupting its light blue expanse.
“Ne, Jin?”
“Hmmm?” Jin lazily responds. It’s a rumble, from deep within his throat. The kind that sends shivers down Kame’s spine. The kind that Kame hears when Jin wakes up next to him in the morning.
“If you could be anything for one day, Jin, what would you be?”
There is a pause, but one of comfortable silence.
“A cloud.”
Kame turns his head and the grass rustles in response. Jin remains unmoving, his eyes closed peacefully.
“Why?”
“Because clouds are so carefree, just floating along with the wind. They don’t need to know the reason where they are going. And if Kame is the wind, I would trust where you are taking me.”
Jin’s lashes flutter, and he slowly opens his eyes. He blinks against the brightness. Kame waits until his eyes adjust.
“But what if I was the sun?”
“Then if you weren’t feeling well, I would cover you. Then it would be cloudy.”
Kame smiles to himself. Bakanishi logic. It’s not like the sun would ever have bad hair days.
“And if anyone ever made fun of the sun, I would strike down that person with thunder.”
Kame laughs aloud. It sounds so tiny in the open air and in the minimal space between them.
“Baka! Thunder doesn’t strike down people. That’s only the sound. You mean lightning.”
Kame watches Jin’s lips curl up in a smile.
“Okay. And then, when we make love...” Jin rolls over and Kame’s breath catches. Light dances in Jin’s eyes playfully, grass tangles in his dark hair and curls around his cheek. Jin is close--too close, that they share the same breaths, and Kame resists the urge to close his eyes and lean forward.
“When we make love...?” Kame whispers.
“....there will be a lot of thunder.” Jin is grinning now, in that mischievous way.
Kame snorts, sitting up. He pulls out tufts of grass, throwing them at Jin’s face. Jin smiles, and Kame realizes he is smiling too.
“Baka!” Way to ruin the moment!
“Or would you prefer it to snow?”
“JIN!”
Kame plucks out more strands of green, flicking them at Jin. Jin catches his wrist between his fist, slowly loosening his fingers. He eases their hands together, until their fingers are laced together.
“If I was a cloud, and Kame the rain, I would hold onto the rain as long as I could. But when I finally let the rain go, I will do it willingly, knowing that it will eventually come back to me.”
"...You're lame," Kame says, but he turns over to hide his blush from Jin anyway.
"And that's why you love me," Jin jokes back.
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// askldj please don’t shoot me for being lame? Please? :D’
And, um. Leave me comments to entertain me for the long EIGHT HOUR DRIVE TOMORROW asdalshd x___x (I even had a fanart for this little fic, but my scanner/printer is already all packed away and my phone sucks at taking quality photos of drawings. >__>;;)