Apasionado: Una Noche (Side Story)
Title: Apasionado
Side Story: Una Noche
Pairing: Takaki Yuya x Inoo Kei (TakaNoo)
Type: Chaptered
Genre: Romance, friendship, fluff, school-life
Summary: The fear of his past hadn't gone away. And it makes Inoo wonders of something.
Disclaimer: Boys aren’t mine. They belong to Johnny’s Entertainment. I am just a crazy fan who always imagine my otps ‘till I write down their stories based on personal expectations.
Warning: My English is bad.
Inoo is studying his boyfriend’s details from current angle. Across the small space between Takaki’s face and the book he’s reading. Sometimes, that childish expression just made him giggled in silence. Well, Takaki’d never showed this serious line on his face when they’re on class. But now it seems like the brunet is being too concern for Famitsu, stuck on the description of newly released game features, and forget the fact that he has someone observed him carefully beneath his chin.
He’s lying there, comfortably. On top of Takaki’s lap after they’d tired enough of previous love-making sessions. That was one actual advantage, though, when your parents do not stay in the same house as you and your sister is living by herself. So Inoo could just invite Takaki anytime he wants, spends their time together until the stars are falling rapidly on the sky. No one would complain. And not even from Takaki’s side because his mother is recently feeling safe after his grades are slowly climbing up.
That is why, Inoo kept monitoring the older guy. Tracing the eyes for every inches of Takaki’s well-made visage. His fallen fringe, which blocked slight part of his tiny eyes, is too soft, fluffy, and tickling whenever they touched Inoo’s cheeks. And Takaki has a great nose, sure, it looked subtle and right amount of bridge. As well as his lips, red, so pomegranate-ish.
Everything about Takaki is simply gorgeous and annoying all at once. Because Inoo couldn’t help himself not to picture how tasty it might be once he’ll kiss him later, or how it would burn him once he traces Takaki’s jawline along the way even when they’d just met in the morning. Sometimes it really is distracting. Like his instinct will naturally pull his stare to look back at Takaki’s desk on class. But then, his mind turns a traitor. ‘Cause he knows, despite of how annoying Takaki could be, he always be there, right by Inoo’s side without any complain.
He’s still remembering how lonely it was whenever he came to his own home, but no one is around. Nobody welcoming him. And it became his routine for few weeks. To the point he’d gotten use of being alone. To the point he’d thought it’ll be better if he didn’t lean on someone, because no matter how, they’ll end up leaving him at every turn.
But in the present, the idea of surviving by himself isn’t that interesting. He loves himself when he’s with Takaki. He loves the feelings when Takaki nagged him, annoyed him, acted like a kid, and Inoo would willingly go with the route because he treasures the feelings so much. And he wished to savor it as long as possible.
But, will Takaki stay? Will he become different from others? Will Takaki-
“You’ll fall in love to me if you keep glancing me secretly like that.” He suddenly breaks the silence, sounds sure of the statement. His eyes aren’t leaving the magazine, but it was intimidating enough to tear Inoo’s attention from his thought.
“Excuse me?” Inoo scoffed.
“I know you can’t resist my natural charm. But what’s wrong for being handsome? I’m completely innocent.” He raised one of his brows, putting down the magazine.
They stare at each other. And Inoo took quite some time to recover from such narcissist ethics Takaki’d just spilled out. The white guy rose from his position, and their faces are on the same level. Separated by inches. Which is giving Inoo better access to show his signature smirk of disagreement to the boyfriend.
“You’re out of your mind, baka.” Inoo tsked.
“So can you explain why do you keep observing? I thought you were going to start pointing reasons why you love me.”
“How come you bring out something irresponsible like that? Like, where the hell that hypothesis even comes from? I didn’t even think about you’re being cool when you mumbled because that monster game you wished costs a lot. I just think of-“
“Of? Of what? Of me?”
Yeah. He’d been just thinking about Takaki for whole the time. And Takaki wasn’t really one hundred percent got it wrong. Because for once every minute, Inoo did realize how lucky he is for owning this sexy basketball star on their school. But there’s no way Inoo will say it out loud, not in front of Takaki himself especially.
“Why don’t you just tell me the truth? You think about me, right?” Takaki kept asking. And at one point, Inoo could tell his denial side liquefies. Right when Takaki pressed his forehead onto Inoo’s, transferring the heat from their skins.
Damn. This is his weakness. Takaki is being lovey-dovey. Enveloping him with endless warmth as he starts huffing, defeated.
“Well, of course it’s about you, Bakaki. Do you want me to think of someone else?”
“Haishhh… then why don’t you tell me earlier? What was on your mind anyway?”
“I just-“ Inoo paused halfway. Correcting his gesture and sits properly on Takaki’s tights. His right hand rested on Takaki’s shoulder, while the other one is busily fixing Takaki’s messed-up fringe. “I just wondered if-if someday you’ll leave me.”
“What?”
“I don’t know. The thought keeps hunting. I couldn’t just erase all of those memories when my parents-well, you know.”
“And you think that I will do the same?”
“It’s not like that. I know you’re kinda different but-still it haunted me. Maybe I’m just scared of myself. Maybe the fear hadn’t faded yet. Ever since then, I feel like I don't have any string connected to the world. I was left behind. I looked like a lost guy, stood on the wrong place. Wherever I go, I envied them who have somebody by their sides."
"................................................"
"At one point, I'm used to it. I arranged a monotone plan to just smoothly graduate, find for a job, and have a family later. It's okay to be alone this time. Because somehow the idea of having someone, but they betray you later, sounds terrified. But recently I've just realized, that it was bullshit."
"Well....."
"I hate the feeling of being lonely. I hate to be alone. I missed time when everybody loved me and those satisfied faces whenever I met their expectations." Inoo leaned closer, buried his face on Takaki's shoulder. The smell of Takaki’s after-sex scene is still there. Somehow comforting. "Can you even imagine how it feels when you came back home but the place is such a deadly graveyard? Nobody welcomes you. No more lively aura. And it leads you to remember all of those nightmares. Every day. Every night. I'm just--I'm tired of it, Yuya..."
“................................................”
“I want to enjoy life like typical 16 yo boy. Without this melodramatic stuffs revolved in my circle.” He shivered a bit, and later Takaki wrapped Inoo’s back by his strong arms. “Ahhh when will we get married, though? I wanna live with you.”
Takaki laughed. "There there, how is it possible for me to leave you if you love me this much?"
"Baka. Don't be such a big-headed."
"I'm serious. You sound like you'll kill me once I leave you thus I can't do anything except granting your demand." Takaki pushed his boyfriend a little bit, making eye-contact. His thumb travels straight to Inoo’s sweaty forehead, wiping them with a delicate touch. "Gash. You even wanted to get married that fast."
Inoo pouted. “You take me as a joke.”
"What do you want, though? Tell me. I'm ready to visit you every day, lazying around like this every time, or maybe I could just tell mom to move on with you since your place is nearer to school."
"That's a bit exaggerating. You don't have to go that far."
"And? I don't want you to think that I might just run-off someday. See, your knitted forehead doesn't even fit on your face."
"I just want you to convince me that---"
"That I won't betray you?"
Inoo shrugged.
"You aren't a girl on her PMS right? Seriously, you don't have to worry about such matter. The only thing you have to worry about is how to handle me. Because, y'know, I'm quite demanding and possessive. So you'd better watched out. Except that, there are no more problems."
"Can I trust you?"
"My damn, Kei. Leaving you will never be an option. You should understand that essential matter."
"................................................"
“There’s no reason we can’t have trust between us, kay?”
Inoo’s stomach twisted, and he’d realized he’d never been so relieved in his life. His boyfriend is right, he shouldn’t let the thought eat him. Because Takaki is definitely not that type of person who’ll do something unexpectedly irresponsible. Because the way Takaki looked at him right now is more than enough to guarantee everything.
“Well then, if you ever turn away from me, I will send serial-killer to look for you.”
"Ugh. Instead of threatening, you should reward me."
"Reward? What kind of reward?"
"Hmm---"
He didn’t answer. He’s just flicking his eyes as if asking Inoo to guess it by himself.
"Tsk. Wakatta. You're such a spoiled brat"
Inoo climbed his palms upon Takaki’s cheeks, cupping them. Before slowly he’s pouring his whole concentration to kiss the brunet guy on the lips. The eyes closed, and no more unnecessary teases. His tongue is measuring how deep the wet cave is, no matter how mastered him on counting where to bite Takaki next. God. Kissing Takaki isn’t something new, but his stomach is still being so responsive whenever their skins contacted. It was all fuzzy… and fluttering.
"Wow..." Takaki got amazed, blinked rapidly, felt like Inoo had given him more than just a reward.
"What?"
"I didn't expect you to kiss me. I was about going to ask you.... to let me copy your Biology homework, though…."
"Ahh.... So that's it..."
“Yes…………………”
"................................................"
"Matte matte!! But I love this kind of grand prize as well!! It was great.... and...."
"And what?"
"And….. And…. Oh Pete’s sake….” Takaki covered up his face, revealing it few seconds later and this wide smile suddenly curved on his feature. He looked awkward yet excited at the same time. “Damn…. You’re really improving. It was a crazy kiss you know. It wasn’t like that when we had our first kiss.”
“You don’t like it?”
“Who say that?! I do love it!”
“Good. Now you admitted that I’m more skilled than you.”
“Really? How come? We should have another one before we could conclude who’s the best kisser.” He challenged.
“What? I’m definitely more-“
“No. I'm topping you. So I'm dominating.”
This time, Takaki is the one taking initiative. He pulled Inoo’s waist and pressed his lips on Inoo’s wet one. He'd also taken his boyfriend's hand as gently as he could, brushed the thumb on his palm. Screw it. He should admit that Takaki is really a great kisser. The pace between his opened mouth and sucking tempo was well-calculated. As the younger guy wondered if he will have swollen lips due to this moment. But he didn’t care anymore. As they start cuddling on the sofa, sharing each other’s arms, just like they always be.
---END---
Happy birthday carol_yu_rie /confettis/
Sorry for this late fic but I think it still is June 1st on Spain right?
Have a blast day dear :D
Side Story: Una Noche
Pairing: Takaki Yuya x Inoo Kei (TakaNoo)
Type: Chaptered
Genre: Romance, friendship, fluff, school-life
Summary: The fear of his past hadn't gone away. And it makes Inoo wonders of something.
Disclaimer: Boys aren’t mine. They belong to Johnny’s Entertainment. I am just a crazy fan who always imagine my otps ‘till I write down their stories based on personal expectations.
Warning: My English is bad.
Inoo is studying his boyfriend’s details from current angle. Across the small space between Takaki’s face and the book he’s reading. Sometimes, that childish expression just made him giggled in silence. Well, Takaki’d never showed this serious line on his face when they’re on class. But now it seems like the brunet is being too concern for Famitsu, stuck on the description of newly released game features, and forget the fact that he has someone observed him carefully beneath his chin.
He’s lying there, comfortably. On top of Takaki’s lap after they’d tired enough of previous love-making sessions. That was one actual advantage, though, when your parents do not stay in the same house as you and your sister is living by herself. So Inoo could just invite Takaki anytime he wants, spends their time together until the stars are falling rapidly on the sky. No one would complain. And not even from Takaki’s side because his mother is recently feeling safe after his grades are slowly climbing up.
That is why, Inoo kept monitoring the older guy. Tracing the eyes for every inches of Takaki’s well-made visage. His fallen fringe, which blocked slight part of his tiny eyes, is too soft, fluffy, and tickling whenever they touched Inoo’s cheeks. And Takaki has a great nose, sure, it looked subtle and right amount of bridge. As well as his lips, red, so pomegranate-ish.
Everything about Takaki is simply gorgeous and annoying all at once. Because Inoo couldn’t help himself not to picture how tasty it might be once he’ll kiss him later, or how it would burn him once he traces Takaki’s jawline along the way even when they’d just met in the morning. Sometimes it really is distracting. Like his instinct will naturally pull his stare to look back at Takaki’s desk on class. But then, his mind turns a traitor. ‘Cause he knows, despite of how annoying Takaki could be, he always be there, right by Inoo’s side without any complain.
He’s still remembering how lonely it was whenever he came to his own home, but no one is around. Nobody welcoming him. And it became his routine for few weeks. To the point he’d gotten use of being alone. To the point he’d thought it’ll be better if he didn’t lean on someone, because no matter how, they’ll end up leaving him at every turn.
But in the present, the idea of surviving by himself isn’t that interesting. He loves himself when he’s with Takaki. He loves the feelings when Takaki nagged him, annoyed him, acted like a kid, and Inoo would willingly go with the route because he treasures the feelings so much. And he wished to savor it as long as possible.
But, will Takaki stay? Will he become different from others? Will Takaki-
“You’ll fall in love to me if you keep glancing me secretly like that.” He suddenly breaks the silence, sounds sure of the statement. His eyes aren’t leaving the magazine, but it was intimidating enough to tear Inoo’s attention from his thought.
“Excuse me?” Inoo scoffed.
“I know you can’t resist my natural charm. But what’s wrong for being handsome? I’m completely innocent.” He raised one of his brows, putting down the magazine.
They stare at each other. And Inoo took quite some time to recover from such narcissist ethics Takaki’d just spilled out. The white guy rose from his position, and their faces are on the same level. Separated by inches. Which is giving Inoo better access to show his signature smirk of disagreement to the boyfriend.
“You’re out of your mind, baka.” Inoo tsked.
“So can you explain why do you keep observing? I thought you were going to start pointing reasons why you love me.”
“How come you bring out something irresponsible like that? Like, where the hell that hypothesis even comes from? I didn’t even think about you’re being cool when you mumbled because that monster game you wished costs a lot. I just think of-“
“Of? Of what? Of me?”
Yeah. He’d been just thinking about Takaki for whole the time. And Takaki wasn’t really one hundred percent got it wrong. Because for once every minute, Inoo did realize how lucky he is for owning this sexy basketball star on their school. But there’s no way Inoo will say it out loud, not in front of Takaki himself especially.
“Why don’t you just tell me the truth? You think about me, right?” Takaki kept asking. And at one point, Inoo could tell his denial side liquefies. Right when Takaki pressed his forehead onto Inoo’s, transferring the heat from their skins.
Damn. This is his weakness. Takaki is being lovey-dovey. Enveloping him with endless warmth as he starts huffing, defeated.
“Well, of course it’s about you, Bakaki. Do you want me to think of someone else?”
“Haishhh… then why don’t you tell me earlier? What was on your mind anyway?”
“I just-“ Inoo paused halfway. Correcting his gesture and sits properly on Takaki’s tights. His right hand rested on Takaki’s shoulder, while the other one is busily fixing Takaki’s messed-up fringe. “I just wondered if-if someday you’ll leave me.”
“What?”
“I don’t know. The thought keeps hunting. I couldn’t just erase all of those memories when my parents-well, you know.”
“And you think that I will do the same?”
“It’s not like that. I know you’re kinda different but-still it haunted me. Maybe I’m just scared of myself. Maybe the fear hadn’t faded yet. Ever since then, I feel like I don't have any string connected to the world. I was left behind. I looked like a lost guy, stood on the wrong place. Wherever I go, I envied them who have somebody by their sides."
"................................................"
"At one point, I'm used to it. I arranged a monotone plan to just smoothly graduate, find for a job, and have a family later. It's okay to be alone this time. Because somehow the idea of having someone, but they betray you later, sounds terrified. But recently I've just realized, that it was bullshit."
"Well....."
"I hate the feeling of being lonely. I hate to be alone. I missed time when everybody loved me and those satisfied faces whenever I met their expectations." Inoo leaned closer, buried his face on Takaki's shoulder. The smell of Takaki’s after-sex scene is still there. Somehow comforting. "Can you even imagine how it feels when you came back home but the place is such a deadly graveyard? Nobody welcomes you. No more lively aura. And it leads you to remember all of those nightmares. Every day. Every night. I'm just--I'm tired of it, Yuya..."
“................................................”
“I want to enjoy life like typical 16 yo boy. Without this melodramatic stuffs revolved in my circle.” He shivered a bit, and later Takaki wrapped Inoo’s back by his strong arms. “Ahhh when will we get married, though? I wanna live with you.”
Takaki laughed. "There there, how is it possible for me to leave you if you love me this much?"
"Baka. Don't be such a big-headed."
"I'm serious. You sound like you'll kill me once I leave you thus I can't do anything except granting your demand." Takaki pushed his boyfriend a little bit, making eye-contact. His thumb travels straight to Inoo’s sweaty forehead, wiping them with a delicate touch. "Gash. You even wanted to get married that fast."
Inoo pouted. “You take me as a joke.”
"What do you want, though? Tell me. I'm ready to visit you every day, lazying around like this every time, or maybe I could just tell mom to move on with you since your place is nearer to school."
"That's a bit exaggerating. You don't have to go that far."
"And? I don't want you to think that I might just run-off someday. See, your knitted forehead doesn't even fit on your face."
"I just want you to convince me that---"
"That I won't betray you?"
Inoo shrugged.
"You aren't a girl on her PMS right? Seriously, you don't have to worry about such matter. The only thing you have to worry about is how to handle me. Because, y'know, I'm quite demanding and possessive. So you'd better watched out. Except that, there are no more problems."
"Can I trust you?"
"My damn, Kei. Leaving you will never be an option. You should understand that essential matter."
"................................................"
“There’s no reason we can’t have trust between us, kay?”
Inoo’s stomach twisted, and he’d realized he’d never been so relieved in his life. His boyfriend is right, he shouldn’t let the thought eat him. Because Takaki is definitely not that type of person who’ll do something unexpectedly irresponsible. Because the way Takaki looked at him right now is more than enough to guarantee everything.
“Well then, if you ever turn away from me, I will send serial-killer to look for you.”
"Ugh. Instead of threatening, you should reward me."
"Reward? What kind of reward?"
"Hmm---"
He didn’t answer. He’s just flicking his eyes as if asking Inoo to guess it by himself.
"Tsk. Wakatta. You're such a spoiled brat"
Inoo climbed his palms upon Takaki’s cheeks, cupping them. Before slowly he’s pouring his whole concentration to kiss the brunet guy on the lips. The eyes closed, and no more unnecessary teases. His tongue is measuring how deep the wet cave is, no matter how mastered him on counting where to bite Takaki next. God. Kissing Takaki isn’t something new, but his stomach is still being so responsive whenever their skins contacted. It was all fuzzy… and fluttering.
"Wow..." Takaki got amazed, blinked rapidly, felt like Inoo had given him more than just a reward.
"What?"
"I didn't expect you to kiss me. I was about going to ask you.... to let me copy your Biology homework, though…."
"Ahh.... So that's it..."
“Yes…………………”
"................................................"
"Matte matte!! But I love this kind of grand prize as well!! It was great.... and...."
"And what?"
"And….. And…. Oh Pete’s sake….” Takaki covered up his face, revealing it few seconds later and this wide smile suddenly curved on his feature. He looked awkward yet excited at the same time. “Damn…. You’re really improving. It was a crazy kiss you know. It wasn’t like that when we had our first kiss.”
“You don’t like it?”
“Who say that?! I do love it!”
“Good. Now you admitted that I’m more skilled than you.”
“Really? How come? We should have another one before we could conclude who’s the best kisser.” He challenged.
“What? I’m definitely more-“
“No. I'm topping you. So I'm dominating.”
This time, Takaki is the one taking initiative. He pulled Inoo’s waist and pressed his lips on Inoo’s wet one. He'd also taken his boyfriend's hand as gently as he could, brushed the thumb on his palm. Screw it. He should admit that Takaki is really a great kisser. The pace between his opened mouth and sucking tempo was well-calculated. As the younger guy wondered if he will have swollen lips due to this moment. But he didn’t care anymore. As they start cuddling on the sofa, sharing each other’s arms, just like they always be.
---END---
Happy birthday carol_yu_rie /confettis/
Sorry for this late fic but I think it still is June 1st on Spain right?
Have a blast day dear :D