One shot : Pierce
Title:Pierce
Author:pink_stitchy
Beta:koigaii
Pairing: Yamajima
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst
Word Count:1,500
Summary:To be in nameless relationship, which have to be keep as a secret from everyone, with no personal feeling that ties them, that was something that both of them had agree upon to.
The sound of the running tap woke Yamada for his deep sleep. He was lying on his chest, with his cheek pressing on the soft white sheet pillow. He opens his eyes slightly, and was greeted with an empty bed view. He lazily laid his left palm on the empty pillow beside him, the warmness still linger on it. The sound of the bathroom door jolts him, before he quickly shut both of his eyes and pretends to sleep.
He can feel the bed sank, as the person coming out from the bathroom sat on it. Even though he had both of his eyes closed, Yamada already figured it out the latter next move. Sitting on the bed with his bare back facing Yamada, he usually start by drying his black and short hair with a small tower while he lips humming an unknown tunes, then he picked up his leather watch strap which being laying on top of side table and put it on, before he finally dress up and leave.
Yamada know all his moves, because he had being watching him secretly, pecking with his eyes half open. And these sequences of motion never change; from the very first time he went to bed with the latter until now. It all the same soundless of motion and for the whole time Yamada would pretend to be in a very deep sleep, clutching his eyes tightly.
A soft touched on Yamada’s cheek send a shudder down to his spine, he can feel that latter’s fingers caressing his cheek, dearly. He then let out a small groan, a sign that he was aware of that latter touch,
“Sorry, did I wake you up?” The latter asked when he saw Yamada open his eyes.
Yamada shook his head slightly as he wake and sat on the bed, with the lower part of his body cover with nothing but a white blanket. He rubs the corner of his eyes with his index finger, and paused as he realize that latter was staring at him with a smile on his face.
“What?” Yamada asked out of curiosity.
The latter shook his head, he then crawl closer to Yamada, so close that they could feel each other breath. Yamada could smell a sweet scent coming from the latter, the scent that always Yamada addicted to. Before Yamada could open his mouth to speak, the latter carefully placed his palm on Yamada cheek and buried his cold lips on Yamada’s.
They broke their kiss after a few moment of passionate tongue-playing-kissed.
Licking his lips, “You’re so seductive, even with your just-wake-up-look”
Yamada cheek suddenly turned into pale pink, he doesn’t know how he was supposed to act to that statement, the statement that stood between a compliment and teaser.
The latter chuckled as he saw Yamada confused look,
“And I’m even tempted with your puzzled face…”
The latter once again drew closer to Yamada before his move suddenly stopped by the sound of mobile phone ringing on top of the side table. Both of them stared at it for a while,
“Aren’t you supposed to pick it up?” Yamada pointed toward the side table.
The latter heave a sigh as he slowly stood up from the bed, he picked the ringing phone, stare at the screen for a while, before he walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
Yamada pulled his legs and rested his chin on his knees. His heart clenched in pain, he bite his lips which still have the trace of the latter. He know why that latter didn’t answer the phone in front of him, it because the latter didn’t want the caller to know that he was around. In fact not only the caller, the latter doesn’t want anybody to know about them.
No, it wasn’t the latter solely wish, this thing was something that both of them agreed to.
To be in nameless relationship, which have to be keep as a secret from everyone, with no personal feeling that ties them, that what they had agreed upon to, mutually.
The taller boy walked out of the bathroom with intense look on his face, he then sat on the bed with his back facing Yamada. A deep silence filled the air as both of them lost in their own world, Yamada stare at the distance between him and the latter, the distance that can’t never be erased, and it tear his heart every time it shrink.
Instinctively, Yamada crawl closer and warped both of his arms around that latter tightly with his chest pressed against the latter bare back. He can feel his heart beat its way out, like it was trying desperately to reach that latter, so that the latter would grasp how crazy his heart was every time he was around.
This feeling, this overflowing feeling that grew stronger every second, was something that he knows he wasn’t supposed to have, because it wasn’t part of their relationship. This feeling, it meaningless, because he know he shouldn’t be in that latter heart.
As they skin touched, Yamada can feel that latter’s hand caressing and rubbing his arm, before he softly laid a kiss on Yamada’s palm, repetitively. They stay like that for a while, warming up each others bodies, and without Yamada realizes it a drop of tear spill from his eyes and run through his cheek.
Quickly Yamada pulled back from the latter and wipe the tear off, hoping that the latter won’t noticed it.
“Are you okay?” The latter asked.
With a fake smile on his lips, “Y-yeah I’m okay”
The latter looked into Yamada’s eyes, “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m okay.” And this time Yamada tried to fake a laugh which happened to be working out as the latter smile in return.
“Aren’t you supposed to get going?” Yamada change the subject.
A look of sadness come over the latter face when he heard to those coming from the smaller boy. He stayed silent for a while, like he was trying to assemble a sentence, a hard and complicated one before he finally decide to get up and put his clothes on.
And all along, Yamada did nothing but gazed at every move made by the latter, like when he slipped on his worn out jean, button up his checked t-shirt before cover it up with a light cardigan and fixing his hair. Seeing the latter getting ready to leave really break Yamada’s heart, he can feel his heart shatter into pieces, like a crystal clear glasses smashed on the floor. His energy suddenly drains out of him, and he doesn’t think he can move a muscle. Because it all has evaporated into the air, the moment the latter decide to leave.
How he really wish he could hold back the latter, pulled him back into the bed and snuggle into him until morning.
But he couldn’t do that, since the latter didn’t belong to him in the first place. He belongs to someone else, a girl. Yamada know this, even before he was entangled into this nameless relationship.
That why, he doesn’t have the right to hold that latter back. All he could is wishing for the night to be last forever, so that he could be by his side.
But that only his foolish and hopeless wish, because he knows how this thing would end, eventually.
Still, no matter how soundlessly his heart writhes in pain, or quietly wails in agony, he never gonna let this meaningless relationship go. Because he could never forget the latter, he could never stop thinking about Nakajima Yuto.
That’s why he will keep holding on to this forbidden relationship, even though sometime he feel sick with himself.
Picking up his dark purple sling back, “I’m going”
Yamada looked up at the latter, which’s now standing by the bed, with a bitter smile on his face,
“Take care, Yuto” Forcing his words out, Yamada tried to make it sound as casual as possible.
With one of his hand shove into his pocket, the latter bend and plant a warm and long kiss on Yamada’s forehead. The good bye kiss, it was something that Yamada hate the most. Because the moment those soft lips pulled away from his skin, he already missed it.
After the good bye kissed, Yamada send off the latter with his best pretend-to-be-happy look, while clenching his hand tightly on his chest, trying to ease the throbbing pain, pathetically.
“See you tomorrow, Ryosuke” said the latter before he closed the door and vanish, like a smoke drifting away in the wind.
“See you tomorrow, Yuto” Yamada mumble the words to himself, with his voice which already turn hoarse and follow by a stream of tears running down his cheek and sank into the blanket. He then buried his face on the white fluffy pillow, which soaked with Yuto’s scent and weeping in silent.
-End-
Note:
1) I know I said I'll be in hiatus but yeah, here I am posting another one shot >.<
2)This was inspired by One Ok Rock song, pierce. I'm really into them lately.
3) Anyway here a little gift from me to you, my first fanvid, made especially for this. The song, it just so meaningful and Taka voice, awesome!!
4) Hope you'll enjoy this as much as I do..Thanks for stopping by and read this!!
5) I love comment, please drop one for me..
Author:pink_stitchy
Beta:koigaii
Pairing: Yamajima
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst
Word Count:1,500
Summary:To be in nameless relationship, which have to be keep as a secret from everyone, with no personal feeling that ties them, that was something that both of them had agree upon to.
The sound of the running tap woke Yamada for his deep sleep. He was lying on his chest, with his cheek pressing on the soft white sheet pillow. He opens his eyes slightly, and was greeted with an empty bed view. He lazily laid his left palm on the empty pillow beside him, the warmness still linger on it. The sound of the bathroom door jolts him, before he quickly shut both of his eyes and pretends to sleep.
He can feel the bed sank, as the person coming out from the bathroom sat on it. Even though he had both of his eyes closed, Yamada already figured it out the latter next move. Sitting on the bed with his bare back facing Yamada, he usually start by drying his black and short hair with a small tower while he lips humming an unknown tunes, then he picked up his leather watch strap which being laying on top of side table and put it on, before he finally dress up and leave.
Yamada know all his moves, because he had being watching him secretly, pecking with his eyes half open. And these sequences of motion never change; from the very first time he went to bed with the latter until now. It all the same soundless of motion and for the whole time Yamada would pretend to be in a very deep sleep, clutching his eyes tightly.
A soft touched on Yamada’s cheek send a shudder down to his spine, he can feel that latter’s fingers caressing his cheek, dearly. He then let out a small groan, a sign that he was aware of that latter touch,
“Sorry, did I wake you up?” The latter asked when he saw Yamada open his eyes.
Yamada shook his head slightly as he wake and sat on the bed, with the lower part of his body cover with nothing but a white blanket. He rubs the corner of his eyes with his index finger, and paused as he realize that latter was staring at him with a smile on his face.
“What?” Yamada asked out of curiosity.
The latter shook his head, he then crawl closer to Yamada, so close that they could feel each other breath. Yamada could smell a sweet scent coming from the latter, the scent that always Yamada addicted to. Before Yamada could open his mouth to speak, the latter carefully placed his palm on Yamada cheek and buried his cold lips on Yamada’s.
They broke their kiss after a few moment of passionate tongue-playing-kissed.
Licking his lips, “You’re so seductive, even with your just-wake-up-look”
Yamada cheek suddenly turned into pale pink, he doesn’t know how he was supposed to act to that statement, the statement that stood between a compliment and teaser.
The latter chuckled as he saw Yamada confused look,
“And I’m even tempted with your puzzled face…”
The latter once again drew closer to Yamada before his move suddenly stopped by the sound of mobile phone ringing on top of the side table. Both of them stared at it for a while,
“Aren’t you supposed to pick it up?” Yamada pointed toward the side table.
The latter heave a sigh as he slowly stood up from the bed, he picked the ringing phone, stare at the screen for a while, before he walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
Yamada pulled his legs and rested his chin on his knees. His heart clenched in pain, he bite his lips which still have the trace of the latter. He know why that latter didn’t answer the phone in front of him, it because the latter didn’t want the caller to know that he was around. In fact not only the caller, the latter doesn’t want anybody to know about them.
No, it wasn’t the latter solely wish, this thing was something that both of them agreed to.
To be in nameless relationship, which have to be keep as a secret from everyone, with no personal feeling that ties them, that what they had agreed upon to, mutually.
The taller boy walked out of the bathroom with intense look on his face, he then sat on the bed with his back facing Yamada. A deep silence filled the air as both of them lost in their own world, Yamada stare at the distance between him and the latter, the distance that can’t never be erased, and it tear his heart every time it shrink.
Instinctively, Yamada crawl closer and warped both of his arms around that latter tightly with his chest pressed against the latter bare back. He can feel his heart beat its way out, like it was trying desperately to reach that latter, so that the latter would grasp how crazy his heart was every time he was around.
This feeling, this overflowing feeling that grew stronger every second, was something that he knows he wasn’t supposed to have, because it wasn’t part of their relationship. This feeling, it meaningless, because he know he shouldn’t be in that latter heart.
As they skin touched, Yamada can feel that latter’s hand caressing and rubbing his arm, before he softly laid a kiss on Yamada’s palm, repetitively. They stay like that for a while, warming up each others bodies, and without Yamada realizes it a drop of tear spill from his eyes and run through his cheek.
Quickly Yamada pulled back from the latter and wipe the tear off, hoping that the latter won’t noticed it.
“Are you okay?” The latter asked.
With a fake smile on his lips, “Y-yeah I’m okay”
The latter looked into Yamada’s eyes, “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m okay.” And this time Yamada tried to fake a laugh which happened to be working out as the latter smile in return.
“Aren’t you supposed to get going?” Yamada change the subject.
A look of sadness come over the latter face when he heard to those coming from the smaller boy. He stayed silent for a while, like he was trying to assemble a sentence, a hard and complicated one before he finally decide to get up and put his clothes on.
And all along, Yamada did nothing but gazed at every move made by the latter, like when he slipped on his worn out jean, button up his checked t-shirt before cover it up with a light cardigan and fixing his hair. Seeing the latter getting ready to leave really break Yamada’s heart, he can feel his heart shatter into pieces, like a crystal clear glasses smashed on the floor. His energy suddenly drains out of him, and he doesn’t think he can move a muscle. Because it all has evaporated into the air, the moment the latter decide to leave.
How he really wish he could hold back the latter, pulled him back into the bed and snuggle into him until morning.
But he couldn’t do that, since the latter didn’t belong to him in the first place. He belongs to someone else, a girl. Yamada know this, even before he was entangled into this nameless relationship.
That why, he doesn’t have the right to hold that latter back. All he could is wishing for the night to be last forever, so that he could be by his side.
But that only his foolish and hopeless wish, because he knows how this thing would end, eventually.
Still, no matter how soundlessly his heart writhes in pain, or quietly wails in agony, he never gonna let this meaningless relationship go. Because he could never forget the latter, he could never stop thinking about Nakajima Yuto.
That’s why he will keep holding on to this forbidden relationship, even though sometime he feel sick with himself.
Picking up his dark purple sling back, “I’m going”
Yamada looked up at the latter, which’s now standing by the bed, with a bitter smile on his face,
“Take care, Yuto” Forcing his words out, Yamada tried to make it sound as casual as possible.
With one of his hand shove into his pocket, the latter bend and plant a warm and long kiss on Yamada’s forehead. The good bye kiss, it was something that Yamada hate the most. Because the moment those soft lips pulled away from his skin, he already missed it.
After the good bye kissed, Yamada send off the latter with his best pretend-to-be-happy look, while clenching his hand tightly on his chest, trying to ease the throbbing pain, pathetically.
“See you tomorrow, Ryosuke” said the latter before he closed the door and vanish, like a smoke drifting away in the wind.
“See you tomorrow, Yuto” Yamada mumble the words to himself, with his voice which already turn hoarse and follow by a stream of tears running down his cheek and sank into the blanket. He then buried his face on the white fluffy pillow, which soaked with Yuto’s scent and weeping in silent.
-End-
Note:
1) I know I said I'll be in hiatus but yeah, here I am posting another one shot >.<
2)This was inspired by One Ok Rock song, pierce. I'm really into them lately.
3) Anyway here a little gift from me to you, my first fanvid, made especially for this. The song, it just so meaningful and Taka voice, awesome!!
Click to view4) Hope you'll enjoy this as much as I do..Thanks for stopping by and read this!!
5) I love comment, please drop one for me..