Dear Macchan
Title: Dear Macchan (Oneshot)
Pairing: Sakumoto
Genre: Drama; Angst
Rating: G
Word Count: 993 words
Summary: Happy 33rd Birthday, Macchan.
A/N: (Belated) HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MATSUJUN!! Because there's just too much feels yesterday and I just had to write this. supercess, thanks for the pain. Here's our dose Sakumoto angst.
[Click here to read]Dear Macchan,
How long has it been since I called you that? Well, I’ve always been calling you that in my mind. Hahaha. Well, I just wrote this to say happy 33rd birthday.
I’m writing this while listening to my birthday song for you. Do you remember what that is? It’s Futari no Kinenbi. Did you know that I had to treat the guys to yakiniku for a week just so we would sing that song when you celebrated your birthday during our 2007 concert? Hahaha. I know it’s stupid but I just really wanted to be sing it to you in front of everyone during your special day.
I didn’t plan on being nostalgic but writing this makes it almost automatic. And since we can’t talk about it in person, let me just write it here, okay?
I first saw you in Aoyama theatre when we were juniors and I distinctly remember saying that you look like an insect. I know that it was not a nice thing to say but will you think I’m weird if I became happy when you said that you remembered that? You may have remembered it because it was a rude comment but I was just overjoyed with the fact that you remembered something I said to you more than 10 years ago. At least I am not the only one that remembers. It makes me hope that maybe, somewhere, the Jun I met that day is still there.
So now I wonder, what else do you remember? Do you remember when you said that you were number one fan and you wouldn’t give me to anyone? Or that interview when you said that you like me a lot? How about that time when you said that you don’t need anything as long as you’re with me? We were so young then so I was quite surprised when you said those words. You’re such a pro, you know? Doing fan service at such a young age.
That was all it was to you, right? Fan service? A part of your job as an idol? I know and I understand. It was my fault for blushing then and taking your statements directly. I was still so pure and innocent back then. (Yes, I had an innocent stage. Shut up.)
I remember those times when you would wait for me to finish my classes at Keio then we would go to our favourite Italian restaurant to just hang out and talk about how our day went. I would pig out and you would always end up waiting for me to finish my food since we’re going back together. Reflecting on it now, I’m sorry for always making you wait back then.
Remember my graduation day? As always, we were supposed to meet after to eat and I was supposed to give you my second button as I promised. We were supposed to meet at 5pm but my class had a gathering that did not finish until 9pm. Did you know that I ran my legs out from the karaoke place to our restaurant? I ran and ran but when I reached our meeting place, it was already closed and you were nowhere in sight. And that’s when it all changed, right?
I tried to call you a lot of times after that but you did not pick-up. Arashi did not have a lot of work then so I was not able to see you again until two weeks later. I will never forget that moment. I greeted you my usual good morning and you were so cold and distant. Gone were the smile you always threw my way when we meet. I was expecting your energetic “Good morning, Sho-kun” but all I got was a nod from you. To say that I was shocked was an understatement. I think I’m more like…heartbroken? I felt like I lost something (or someone) important that day.
It took me sometime to get used to the new Macchan but I divd it’s for the best. We are all getting mature so I can’t really expect you to stay the same Macchan. But it hurts me that can’t call you Macchan anymore. I now refer to you as MatsuJun or Matsumoto-kun.
Remember when I slept over your place the day before your graduation day? You may not know it but I was so proud of you then. I was so happy that I was able to convince you to pursue high school and you were able to graduate. I felt proud, feeling that I was a very important part of your life back then. I remember being teary eyed when we exchanged “ittekimasu” and itterashai.” I waited for you to come back and we celebrated in your room just the two of us.
Just so you know, I’m still waiting. I’m waiting for you to come back. I’ve been waiting for years so a few more won’t hurt. Because I believe that you will come back to me, just like you did then. And when you do, I’m looking forward to your “tadaima” so I can say my much-awaited “okaeri.”
And you know what, Macchan?
I never left. I was always here, will always be.
And as our song goes, even if I were reborn, I’ll choose the same path. The path that leads me to you. The path we both walked on. The path I know you will come back to.
Happy 33rd birthday, Macchan.
Yours,
Sho
----
Sho sighed neatly folded his letter and placed it inside the envelope. He then opened his top drawer and slid it next to the pile of birthday letters he’s been writing Jun for the past 10 years.
Another one to add to my collection, he thought as he closed the drawer and headed for his bed.
“Happy Birthday, Macchan. Oyasumi,” he said to no one in particular as he close his eyes.
Pairing: Sakumoto
Genre: Drama; Angst
Rating: G
Word Count: 993 words
Summary: Happy 33rd Birthday, Macchan.
A/N: (Belated) HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MATSUJUN!! Because there's just too much feels yesterday and I just had to write this. supercess, thanks for the pain. Here's our dose Sakumoto angst.
[Click here to read]Dear Macchan,
How long has it been since I called you that? Well, I’ve always been calling you that in my mind. Hahaha. Well, I just wrote this to say happy 33rd birthday.
I’m writing this while listening to my birthday song for you. Do you remember what that is? It’s Futari no Kinenbi. Did you know that I had to treat the guys to yakiniku for a week just so we would sing that song when you celebrated your birthday during our 2007 concert? Hahaha. I know it’s stupid but I just really wanted to be sing it to you in front of everyone during your special day.
I didn’t plan on being nostalgic but writing this makes it almost automatic. And since we can’t talk about it in person, let me just write it here, okay?
I first saw you in Aoyama theatre when we were juniors and I distinctly remember saying that you look like an insect. I know that it was not a nice thing to say but will you think I’m weird if I became happy when you said that you remembered that? You may have remembered it because it was a rude comment but I was just overjoyed with the fact that you remembered something I said to you more than 10 years ago. At least I am not the only one that remembers. It makes me hope that maybe, somewhere, the Jun I met that day is still there.
So now I wonder, what else do you remember? Do you remember when you said that you were number one fan and you wouldn’t give me to anyone? Or that interview when you said that you like me a lot? How about that time when you said that you don’t need anything as long as you’re with me? We were so young then so I was quite surprised when you said those words. You’re such a pro, you know? Doing fan service at such a young age.
That was all it was to you, right? Fan service? A part of your job as an idol? I know and I understand. It was my fault for blushing then and taking your statements directly. I was still so pure and innocent back then. (Yes, I had an innocent stage. Shut up.)
I remember those times when you would wait for me to finish my classes at Keio then we would go to our favourite Italian restaurant to just hang out and talk about how our day went. I would pig out and you would always end up waiting for me to finish my food since we’re going back together. Reflecting on it now, I’m sorry for always making you wait back then.
Remember my graduation day? As always, we were supposed to meet after to eat and I was supposed to give you my second button as I promised. We were supposed to meet at 5pm but my class had a gathering that did not finish until 9pm. Did you know that I ran my legs out from the karaoke place to our restaurant? I ran and ran but when I reached our meeting place, it was already closed and you were nowhere in sight. And that’s when it all changed, right?
I tried to call you a lot of times after that but you did not pick-up. Arashi did not have a lot of work then so I was not able to see you again until two weeks later. I will never forget that moment. I greeted you my usual good morning and you were so cold and distant. Gone were the smile you always threw my way when we meet. I was expecting your energetic “Good morning, Sho-kun” but all I got was a nod from you. To say that I was shocked was an understatement. I think I’m more like…heartbroken? I felt like I lost something (or someone) important that day.
It took me sometime to get used to the new Macchan but I divd it’s for the best. We are all getting mature so I can’t really expect you to stay the same Macchan. But it hurts me that can’t call you Macchan anymore. I now refer to you as MatsuJun or Matsumoto-kun.
Remember when I slept over your place the day before your graduation day? You may not know it but I was so proud of you then. I was so happy that I was able to convince you to pursue high school and you were able to graduate. I felt proud, feeling that I was a very important part of your life back then. I remember being teary eyed when we exchanged “ittekimasu” and itterashai.” I waited for you to come back and we celebrated in your room just the two of us.
Just so you know, I’m still waiting. I’m waiting for you to come back. I’ve been waiting for years so a few more won’t hurt. Because I believe that you will come back to me, just like you did then. And when you do, I’m looking forward to your “tadaima” so I can say my much-awaited “okaeri.”
And you know what, Macchan?
I never left. I was always here, will always be.
And as our song goes, even if I were reborn, I’ll choose the same path. The path that leads me to you. The path we both walked on. The path I know you will come back to.
Happy 33rd birthday, Macchan.
Yours,
Sho
----
Sho sighed neatly folded his letter and placed it inside the envelope. He then opened his top drawer and slid it next to the pile of birthday letters he’s been writing Jun for the past 10 years.
Another one to add to my collection, he thought as he closed the drawer and headed for his bed.
“Happy Birthday, Macchan. Oyasumi,” he said to no one in particular as he close his eyes.