[Drabble] Date Night
Date Night
Hyakushiki team + 1 - Sanada/Yasui, hint of Tottsu/Fujigaya
490 words, PG
Sanada forgets that it's Date Night
Written for someone on Daybreaker (I think this is the last of them, minus a bit of a Takaki fic that is in WIP form) 8D;; Sanada/Yasui ftw ♥
Sanada yawned, groping around for his bag and missing it before a hand reached out, picking it up for him. He stared at the hand in confusion for a moment, before following it up an arm and eventually reaching Yasui’s face.
“Kentarou?”
“Yes, that is my name,” Yasui said, bemused, handing Sanada’s bag over to him.
Sanada blinked, fighting another yawn. Hyakushiki filming had just finished and he and everyone was getting ready to go at their own pace. Keito was already changed into his street clothes, checking his phone. Takada was also changed, though he was apparently missing a shoe and was valiantly hunting for it. Fujigaya hadn’t yet bothered changing and if any of his uniform had been removed, it was because he was letting Totsuka pull it off him in their own little corner.
That didn’t explain Yasui’s appearance. “Uhm… Hi,” he said, lamely. “What are you doing here?” Not that he wasn’t happy to see him, he was, and he couldn’t help but smile, even if he felt rather confused amidst the sleepiness.
Raising an eyebrow, Yasui’s lips quirked slightly. “I’m here to see Keito,” he said, his voice just dripping with sarcasm. Keito looked up from his phone and gave Yasui a look that said Leave Me Out Of This, Please. From the corner, Fujigaya snorted as he tugged at Totsuka’s tie.
“Why do you never come visit me, Yasui~.”
“Because you never take me out,” Yasui said, grinning over at them before turning back to Sanada. He studied him for a moment, frowning. “You forgot, didn’t you?”
Sanada quite puzzled until he put Friday and Yasui together and it hit him. “…Oh damn, it’s Friday.” A specific Friday, even.
Date night.
“I’m sorry, I totally forgot,” Sanada apologized quickly, turning red with embarrassment. He hadn’t meant to forget, and nor could he remember why he’d thought it was a good idea to try and meet up with Yasui after Iitomo and Hyakushiki.
“You know, you can just cancel on me when you don’t have time,” Yasui said, still frowning as he reached up, knocking Sanada over the head lightly, and giving him a small smile before turning to leave. “Gimme a call later, ‘kay?”
Sanada’s shoulders slumped in disappointment. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, because he got to see Yasui so little these days, but the tiredness was washing over him like an insistent wave and he didn’t really want to think about going out for dinner or a movie or anything besides unwinding for a bit before falling asleep.
“You know,” Yasui added, standing in the doorway. “I’ve got Iron Man and you still have a change of clothes at my place.”
Staring after him for a moment, a smile broke out on Sanada’s face. Snatching up his bag in a surge of energy, he jogged over to Yasui, catching his hand as they left the building together, fingers twined together.
Hyakushiki team + 1 - Sanada/Yasui, hint of Tottsu/Fujigaya
490 words, PG
Sanada forgets that it's Date Night
Written for someone on Daybreaker (I think this is the last of them, minus a bit of a Takaki fic that is in WIP form) 8D;; Sanada/Yasui ftw ♥
Sanada yawned, groping around for his bag and missing it before a hand reached out, picking it up for him. He stared at the hand in confusion for a moment, before following it up an arm and eventually reaching Yasui’s face.
“Kentarou?”
“Yes, that is my name,” Yasui said, bemused, handing Sanada’s bag over to him.
Sanada blinked, fighting another yawn. Hyakushiki filming had just finished and he and everyone was getting ready to go at their own pace. Keito was already changed into his street clothes, checking his phone. Takada was also changed, though he was apparently missing a shoe and was valiantly hunting for it. Fujigaya hadn’t yet bothered changing and if any of his uniform had been removed, it was because he was letting Totsuka pull it off him in their own little corner.
That didn’t explain Yasui’s appearance. “Uhm… Hi,” he said, lamely. “What are you doing here?” Not that he wasn’t happy to see him, he was, and he couldn’t help but smile, even if he felt rather confused amidst the sleepiness.
Raising an eyebrow, Yasui’s lips quirked slightly. “I’m here to see Keito,” he said, his voice just dripping with sarcasm. Keito looked up from his phone and gave Yasui a look that said Leave Me Out Of This, Please. From the corner, Fujigaya snorted as he tugged at Totsuka’s tie.
“Why do you never come visit me, Yasui~.”
“Because you never take me out,” Yasui said, grinning over at them before turning back to Sanada. He studied him for a moment, frowning. “You forgot, didn’t you?”
Sanada quite puzzled until he put Friday and Yasui together and it hit him. “…Oh damn, it’s Friday.” A specific Friday, even.
Date night.
“I’m sorry, I totally forgot,” Sanada apologized quickly, turning red with embarrassment. He hadn’t meant to forget, and nor could he remember why he’d thought it was a good idea to try and meet up with Yasui after Iitomo and Hyakushiki.
“You know, you can just cancel on me when you don’t have time,” Yasui said, still frowning as he reached up, knocking Sanada over the head lightly, and giving him a small smile before turning to leave. “Gimme a call later, ‘kay?”
Sanada’s shoulders slumped in disappointment. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, because he got to see Yasui so little these days, but the tiredness was washing over him like an insistent wave and he didn’t really want to think about going out for dinner or a movie or anything besides unwinding for a bit before falling asleep.
“You know,” Yasui added, standing in the doorway. “I’ve got Iron Man and you still have a change of clothes at my place.”
Staring after him for a moment, a smile broke out on Sanada’s face. Snatching up his bag in a surge of energy, he jogged over to Yasui, catching his hand as they left the building together, fingers twined together.