Truly, madly, deeply // Yamajima
Back again with something I wrote! Like I said, I was in the mood to write, so this is what I came up with. ^^
Title: Truly, madly, deeply.
Genre: Fluff.
Rating: G
Summary: Ryosuke thinks that their lives have become fake, but Yuuto knows better.
Notes: A drabble written on a whim. Very short, but sweet I hope. ^^ Perhaps a little random lol. Tell me what you think! ♥
“It’s all lies though, isn’t it? Everything’s turned into lies.”
Yamada Ryosuke was having one of his moments again. Yuuto sighed, slumping a little on his seat, and turned away from his desk piled with homework.
“What do you mean by that?” He watched Ryosuke lying on his bed, face covered by strands of dark hair which blocked his expression from view- but Yuuto knew what he would be looking like anyway. He could see his hands clutching the sheets, his whole body tense. Alone, together, these kinds of conversations were becoming so much more frequent.
“Our lives. When did they become so fake?”
“They’re not fake, Ryosuke.”
“They are though!” He turned his face to Yuuto, staring at him frustrated. “Every day is photoshoots and TV appearances and putting on faces that aren’t ours! We barely do anything anymore that doesn’t involve being an idol!”
“What about now?”
“Now is once in a blue moon! Why can’t you see it? Everyone out there, they all think we lead perfect lives when really we’re just puppets! We have no choice about anything we do anymore. We haven’t ever since we joined this stupid agency.”
Yuuto considered him for a moment, but could only come up with one word. “Lies.”
He got up from the chair and sat on the edge of his bed. Lifting a hand, he lowered it down to Ryosuke, and began to trace patterns on his back in an effort to calm him down. Ryosuke quivered at the touch, then relaxed.
“When I walked up to you for the first time, it was my choice to talk to you. When we became best friends, that was us. The real us,” Yuuto said, looking at the face once again hidden by the head of hair.
“And when I kissed you for the first time, that wasn’t fake. I wasn’t an idol then; I was just plain old Nakajima Yuuto, who’s in love with everything about this friend of mine called Yamada Ryosuke.”
Yuuto could feel that Ryosuke was listening, but regardless, he leant forward to his ear to whisper to him.
“They may have made us into idols, but they never made us.” Moving down, he planted a kiss in the crook of Ryosuke’s neck. Ryosuke turned around to look at him… and his face broke out into sunshine. His true smile.
Thanks for reading ♥
Title: Truly, madly, deeply.
Genre: Fluff.
Rating: G
Summary: Ryosuke thinks that their lives have become fake, but Yuuto knows better.
Notes: A drabble written on a whim. Very short, but sweet I hope. ^^ Perhaps a little random lol. Tell me what you think! ♥
“It’s all lies though, isn’t it? Everything’s turned into lies.”
Yamada Ryosuke was having one of his moments again. Yuuto sighed, slumping a little on his seat, and turned away from his desk piled with homework.
“What do you mean by that?” He watched Ryosuke lying on his bed, face covered by strands of dark hair which blocked his expression from view- but Yuuto knew what he would be looking like anyway. He could see his hands clutching the sheets, his whole body tense. Alone, together, these kinds of conversations were becoming so much more frequent.
“Our lives. When did they become so fake?”
“They’re not fake, Ryosuke.”
“They are though!” He turned his face to Yuuto, staring at him frustrated. “Every day is photoshoots and TV appearances and putting on faces that aren’t ours! We barely do anything anymore that doesn’t involve being an idol!”
“What about now?”
“Now is once in a blue moon! Why can’t you see it? Everyone out there, they all think we lead perfect lives when really we’re just puppets! We have no choice about anything we do anymore. We haven’t ever since we joined this stupid agency.”
Yuuto considered him for a moment, but could only come up with one word. “Lies.”
He got up from the chair and sat on the edge of his bed. Lifting a hand, he lowered it down to Ryosuke, and began to trace patterns on his back in an effort to calm him down. Ryosuke quivered at the touch, then relaxed.
“When I walked up to you for the first time, it was my choice to talk to you. When we became best friends, that was us. The real us,” Yuuto said, looking at the face once again hidden by the head of hair.
“And when I kissed you for the first time, that wasn’t fake. I wasn’t an idol then; I was just plain old Nakajima Yuuto, who’s in love with everything about this friend of mine called Yamada Ryosuke.”
Yuuto could feel that Ryosuke was listening, but regardless, he leant forward to his ear to whisper to him.
“They may have made us into idols, but they never made us.” Moving down, he planted a kiss in the crook of Ryosuke’s neck. Ryosuke turned around to look at him… and his face broke out into sunshine. His true smile.
Thanks for reading ♥