A Very Shitenho-ho-hoji Christmas - Fourth Kiss
A Very Shitenho-ho-hoji Christmas
Day 4
The fourth installment in the illustrated mistletoe drabble series! Didn't want to leave anyone out of the Christmas fun...
Fourth Kiss- Rule Breakers
Author: amyused
Artist/Plot Mastermind: imma_holiday
Unsuspecting Couple: Koishikawa Kenjirou/Watanabe Osamu
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Why was their coach always so irresponsible? Koishikawa felt like he asked himself this question at least three times a week, usually when their coach wandered away from practice without a word to anyone for hours on end.
The vice captain was in charge of the club room today, which meant getting the key to open it and lock up at the end of practice. His first venture into the staff room to retrieve said key yielded no key, no coach, and no clue as to where either might have disappeared to.
… Okay, not exactly no clue, now that Koishikawa thought about it. There was a little area in the back of the school near the groundskeeper’s shed where everyone knew the teachers went for their cigarette breaks, even though smoking was prohibited on campus. Koishikawa made for that alcove at a quick jog, not wanting to keep the tennis club members waiting for too much longer.
Sure enough, there was Osamu sitting on the stoop for the back entrance to the school, puffing away contentedly and appearing in no hurry to get back to his, you know, work.
“Coach... I was looking for you!” Koishikawa said slightly despairingly as he stepped up onto the stair next to his teacher. “It’s time for club activities? Do you have the key to the locker room? I checked the staff room, but they said you weren’t...” Koishikawa stopped when he noticed that Osamu was paying less attention than usual. The man unfolded himself and stood up, sighing and stubbing out his cigarette on the step.
“Coach?”
“Figures, huh? I was hoping no one would come lookin’ for me out here. Maybe this is a sign that I should quit smokin’...”
“Coach, I honestly-”
“Look up,” Osamu said, pointing. Koishikawa followed the finger to the mistletoe tacked to the top of the entrance, right above where the older man had been taking his break, and paled. “Not allowed to smoke anywhere else, you know. Cheaky little twerps made sure to leave no doorway unturned... or something.”
Koishikawa was beside himself, but trying not to look it. A mental mantra of, "Shit! That means I've gotta kiss him! Oh god! Is it right or wrong to kiss my coach like this? What should I do!?" ran through his head as he tried not to make any sudden movements. His eyes darted toward the doorway, the steps, the bushes, anywhere that wasn’t his tennis coach as he tried to figure out which was the greater evil: running away like a pussy, or kissing a teacher?
Seeing the very obvious distress on the young boy’s face, Osamu chuckled a bit and patted the vice captain on the shoulder, ignoring how that didn’t help the boy calm down in the least. “Don’t worry about it. Your secret’s safe with me,” he reassured and passed over the key to the club room before waving the boy off.
Knees weak with relief, Koishikawa turned and stumbled off the stoop to get back to practice with the key safely in his hand.
“Oh hey, Koishikawa?”
“Y-yes?” the boy warily turned back to face his coach. With a wink, Osamu blew a kiss in his direction before leaning back against the wall near the door, “That oughta count, dontcha think?”
Blushing furiously, Koishikawa walked as quickly as he could without running to return to the student club room building and his former state of sanity.
~To be continued~
Day 4
The fourth installment in the illustrated mistletoe drabble series! Didn't want to leave anyone out of the Christmas fun...
Fourth Kiss- Rule Breakers
Author: amyused
Artist/Plot Mastermind: imma_holiday
Unsuspecting Couple: Koishikawa Kenjirou/Watanabe Osamu
~~~~
Why was their coach always so irresponsible? Koishikawa felt like he asked himself this question at least three times a week, usually when their coach wandered away from practice without a word to anyone for hours on end.
The vice captain was in charge of the club room today, which meant getting the key to open it and lock up at the end of practice. His first venture into the staff room to retrieve said key yielded no key, no coach, and no clue as to where either might have disappeared to.
… Okay, not exactly no clue, now that Koishikawa thought about it. There was a little area in the back of the school near the groundskeeper’s shed where everyone knew the teachers went for their cigarette breaks, even though smoking was prohibited on campus. Koishikawa made for that alcove at a quick jog, not wanting to keep the tennis club members waiting for too much longer.
Sure enough, there was Osamu sitting on the stoop for the back entrance to the school, puffing away contentedly and appearing in no hurry to get back to his, you know, work.
“Coach... I was looking for you!” Koishikawa said slightly despairingly as he stepped up onto the stair next to his teacher. “It’s time for club activities? Do you have the key to the locker room? I checked the staff room, but they said you weren’t...” Koishikawa stopped when he noticed that Osamu was paying less attention than usual. The man unfolded himself and stood up, sighing and stubbing out his cigarette on the step.
“Coach?”
“Figures, huh? I was hoping no one would come lookin’ for me out here. Maybe this is a sign that I should quit smokin’...”
“Coach, I honestly-”
“Look up,” Osamu said, pointing. Koishikawa followed the finger to the mistletoe tacked to the top of the entrance, right above where the older man had been taking his break, and paled. “Not allowed to smoke anywhere else, you know. Cheaky little twerps made sure to leave no doorway unturned... or something.”
Koishikawa was beside himself, but trying not to look it. A mental mantra of, "Shit! That means I've gotta kiss him! Oh god! Is it right or wrong to kiss my coach like this? What should I do!?" ran through his head as he tried not to make any sudden movements. His eyes darted toward the doorway, the steps, the bushes, anywhere that wasn’t his tennis coach as he tried to figure out which was the greater evil: running away like a pussy, or kissing a teacher?
Seeing the very obvious distress on the young boy’s face, Osamu chuckled a bit and patted the vice captain on the shoulder, ignoring how that didn’t help the boy calm down in the least. “Don’t worry about it. Your secret’s safe with me,” he reassured and passed over the key to the club room before waving the boy off.
Knees weak with relief, Koishikawa turned and stumbled off the stoop to get back to practice with the key safely in his hand.
“Oh hey, Koishikawa?”
“Y-yes?” the boy warily turned back to face his coach. With a wink, Osamu blew a kiss in his direction before leaning back against the wall near the door, “That oughta count, dontcha think?”
Blushing furiously, Koishikawa walked as quickly as he could without running to return to the student club room building and his former state of sanity.
~To be continued~