Yamajima Drabble
Title: None
Author: Spongykittens
Pairing: YamaJima
Genre: Fluff, drabble
Rating: PG
Disclaimer(s): I wish DD:
Summary: Yamada's waiting for the bus in the cold..
A/N: It was really weird calling Ryochan Yamada, I have no idea why I did. I just kinda started with it and didn't feel like changing it halfway through so... yeah. xDD I hope you enjoy <3
He sat alone at the café, shivering. The sky wore a pale blue tint as the sun began to set. It was a beautiful disguise for a deadly cold. He just wanted the bus to come, and fast. He wanted the warmth of the heater right next to him, the dim lighting of his room creating the illusion of cozy warmth.
"Yama-chan?" he heard, and turned to see a face almost too familiar just a few feet away, walking into the café. He was bundled up and smiling, and while he couldn't put his hand on where or why, already Yamada felt warmer.
"What are you doing here all alone?!" he said, sitting down next to his friend,
"and in this cold?"
Yamada couldn't help but smile, he was beginning to feel warmer and warmer by the second.
"Waiting for the bus."
Yuuto frowned. "You shouldn't be waiting alone. And so late. I'll wait here with you," he said, his smile returning as quickly as it faded.
"Won't your parents be worried?"
"They'll understand."
The two boys sat in silence.
"You're shivering." Yuuto broke the silence.
"Huh?"
"You're shivering."
"Oh.. yeah."
Yuuto reached his arm around the other, pulling him close.
And Yamada felt warm. Warmer than he'd ever felt in his life, from the inside out, he was warm.
While a heater was nice, he figured that a hug from Yuuto would substitute just fine.
Author: Spongykittens
Pairing: YamaJima
Genre: Fluff, drabble
Rating: PG
Disclaimer(s): I wish DD:
Summary: Yamada's waiting for the bus in the cold..
A/N: It was really weird calling Ryochan Yamada, I have no idea why I did. I just kinda started with it and didn't feel like changing it halfway through so... yeah. xDD I hope you enjoy <3
He sat alone at the café, shivering. The sky wore a pale blue tint as the sun began to set. It was a beautiful disguise for a deadly cold. He just wanted the bus to come, and fast. He wanted the warmth of the heater right next to him, the dim lighting of his room creating the illusion of cozy warmth.
"Yama-chan?" he heard, and turned to see a face almost too familiar just a few feet away, walking into the café. He was bundled up and smiling, and while he couldn't put his hand on where or why, already Yamada felt warmer.
"What are you doing here all alone?!" he said, sitting down next to his friend,
"and in this cold?"
Yamada couldn't help but smile, he was beginning to feel warmer and warmer by the second.
"Waiting for the bus."
Yuuto frowned. "You shouldn't be waiting alone. And so late. I'll wait here with you," he said, his smile returning as quickly as it faded.
"Won't your parents be worried?"
"They'll understand."
The two boys sat in silence.
"You're shivering." Yuuto broke the silence.
"Huh?"
"You're shivering."
"Oh.. yeah."
Yuuto reached his arm around the other, pulling him close.
And Yamada felt warm. Warmer than he'd ever felt in his life, from the inside out, he was warm.
While a heater was nice, he figured that a hug from Yuuto would substitute just fine.