False Rescue- TsubasaxTackey/TackeyxTsubasa
Title: False Rescue [1/1]
Pairing: TxT
Band: Tackey and Tsubasa
Rated: PG
Genre: Humor/Slight Romance
Summary: Tackey's drowning. Tsubasa tries to save him but...it went the other way around.
Comment: Based upon the Ho! Summer PV and first TxT fic. :D And let's just pretend tha Tsubasa can't swim, okay?
To: Hihen (honoo_hihen), who requested this pairing.
The beach was absolutely stunning.
With its pearl-colored sand, crashing waves, and tall green palm trees, Tsubasa felt completely at ease. This was the perfect place for the PV shoot, Ho! Summer.
Twisting his head to the right, he could see the staff members already preparing the equipments for the shooting. That included Takizawa as well, surprisingly. He was walking towards the edge of the sea, holding a set of umbrellas in one arm and a set of white folded chairs in the other. Tsubasa could also see that silly wide grin plastered on his face as the other then set up the chairs and pushed the umbrellas open before stabbing them into the soft sand.
The wind suddenly picked up, pushing his hair back and causing his white shirt to wave against his skin. Sighing in content, he strode over to the truck.
“Tsubasa!” The older man turned to see Takizawa running towards him, smiling and waving with one arm. “The director said we have two hours before the shooting officially begin…want to go for a swim?”
“A swim?”
Uh oh. That wasn’t good. He told the other about the fact that he couldn’t swim that well and yet, here he was, asking the question as if clueless…in an idiotic way.
"Sorry, I think I'll pass on swimming." Tsubasa replied, a bit wary.
"Oh..." The other man looked dejected by the refusal of his suggestion. "Okay, well...I'll go swim then."
He jogged off, but not before pointing to the older man and shout, "But you better watch me, you hear me?!"
"Okay, okay." Tsubasa waved lazily. Instead of heading towards the truck, he decided to take a seat Takizawa set up.
Leaning back against the chair, he let a small smile tug against his lips. Watching from his position, it was the perfect view of the sea. And just a couple meters away from land stood the younger man, waving at him with both arms.
"Oi! Tsubasa!"
Tusbasa waved back, smiling. Unfortunately, the next line made his smile falter.
"Help me! I have a cramp!"
The dark-haired man panicked as he got off his seat and rushed to the waters to save his bandmate.
"O-Oi! I'm coming!"
When the water covered up to his torso, it was at that moment that Tsubasa realized something was utterly wrong. He forgot he doesn't know how to swim! He suddenly flailed in the water, failing miserably at the attempt to save the younger man.
A pair of arms then wrapped itself securely around his waist. He turned to the other in disbelief.
"Don't worry! I got you!" Takizawa shouted as he swam back to land.
Still holding onto ther older man, he placed him down and said, a bit frantically, "Are you alright? Are you having trouble breathing?"
Tsubasa was about to say no when the brunette continued as if he wasn't going to say anything. "What?! You are?! Here, I'll give you CPR."
"No, wai-"
Takizawa's lips suddenly covered his own, successfully cutting off his words.
His eyes widened. He could feel the other man's breath seeping into his mouth, though not so much.
CPR wasn't supposed to be done like that. He was supposed to check for a pulse, hold his nose, and then breath. Then again, he didn't need the CPR.
Just as Takizawa parted, he asked once again, "Are you still having trouble breathing?"
"No-"
"You are?! Okay, one more."
The younger man pressed his lips against the other once again.
He must be doing this on purpose. Tsubasa thought, as the brunette parted from him seconds later.
"Are you-"
"I'm fine, Hide-kun." Tsubasa interrupted, pushing the younger man lightly before pushing himself up and running his hair back with a hand. "If you wanted to kiss me that bad, you could've just ask instead of faking injury."
"Oh..." Takizawa smiled sheepishly. "You caught me."
The older man raised a brow and nodded in reply.
"Okay, I'll ask this time. Can I kiss you, Tsubasa?"
"Of course."
The brunette leaned in and captured his lips with a smile. Tsubasa returned the favor, smiling as well.
End.
Pairing: TxT
Band: Tackey and Tsubasa
Rated: PG
Genre: Humor/Slight Romance
Summary: Tackey's drowning. Tsubasa tries to save him but...it went the other way around.
Comment: Based upon the Ho! Summer PV and first TxT fic. :D And let's just pretend tha Tsubasa can't swim, okay?
To: Hihen (honoo_hihen), who requested this pairing.
The beach was absolutely stunning.
With its pearl-colored sand, crashing waves, and tall green palm trees, Tsubasa felt completely at ease. This was the perfect place for the PV shoot, Ho! Summer.
Twisting his head to the right, he could see the staff members already preparing the equipments for the shooting. That included Takizawa as well, surprisingly. He was walking towards the edge of the sea, holding a set of umbrellas in one arm and a set of white folded chairs in the other. Tsubasa could also see that silly wide grin plastered on his face as the other then set up the chairs and pushed the umbrellas open before stabbing them into the soft sand.
The wind suddenly picked up, pushing his hair back and causing his white shirt to wave against his skin. Sighing in content, he strode over to the truck.
“Tsubasa!” The older man turned to see Takizawa running towards him, smiling and waving with one arm. “The director said we have two hours before the shooting officially begin…want to go for a swim?”
“A swim?”
Uh oh. That wasn’t good. He told the other about the fact that he couldn’t swim that well and yet, here he was, asking the question as if clueless…in an idiotic way.
"Sorry, I think I'll pass on swimming." Tsubasa replied, a bit wary.
"Oh..." The other man looked dejected by the refusal of his suggestion. "Okay, well...I'll go swim then."
He jogged off, but not before pointing to the older man and shout, "But you better watch me, you hear me?!"
"Okay, okay." Tsubasa waved lazily. Instead of heading towards the truck, he decided to take a seat Takizawa set up.
Leaning back against the chair, he let a small smile tug against his lips. Watching from his position, it was the perfect view of the sea. And just a couple meters away from land stood the younger man, waving at him with both arms.
"Oi! Tsubasa!"
Tusbasa waved back, smiling. Unfortunately, the next line made his smile falter.
"Help me! I have a cramp!"
The dark-haired man panicked as he got off his seat and rushed to the waters to save his bandmate.
"O-Oi! I'm coming!"
When the water covered up to his torso, it was at that moment that Tsubasa realized something was utterly wrong. He forgot he doesn't know how to swim! He suddenly flailed in the water, failing miserably at the attempt to save the younger man.
A pair of arms then wrapped itself securely around his waist. He turned to the other in disbelief.
"Don't worry! I got you!" Takizawa shouted as he swam back to land.
Still holding onto ther older man, he placed him down and said, a bit frantically, "Are you alright? Are you having trouble breathing?"
Tsubasa was about to say no when the brunette continued as if he wasn't going to say anything. "What?! You are?! Here, I'll give you CPR."
"No, wai-"
Takizawa's lips suddenly covered his own, successfully cutting off his words.
His eyes widened. He could feel the other man's breath seeping into his mouth, though not so much.
CPR wasn't supposed to be done like that. He was supposed to check for a pulse, hold his nose, and then breath. Then again, he didn't need the CPR.
Just as Takizawa parted, he asked once again, "Are you still having trouble breathing?"
"No-"
"You are?! Okay, one more."
The younger man pressed his lips against the other once again.
He must be doing this on purpose. Tsubasa thought, as the brunette parted from him seconds later.
"Are you-"
"I'm fine, Hide-kun." Tsubasa interrupted, pushing the younger man lightly before pushing himself up and running his hair back with a hand. "If you wanted to kiss me that bad, you could've just ask instead of faking injury."
"Oh..." Takizawa smiled sheepishly. "You caught me."
The older man raised a brow and nodded in reply.
"Okay, I'll ask this time. Can I kiss you, Tsubasa?"
"Of course."
The brunette leaned in and captured his lips with a smile. Tsubasa returned the favor, smiling as well.
End.