Coming Home
Title: Coming Home
Rating:PG
Genre:Fluff
Fandom:Tackey & Tsubasa
Summery: Takki anticipates seeing his lover ^_^
Tackey woke up early that afternoon knowing that Tsubasa would be at his apartment in any moment. He wearily shuffled his way to his bathroom, looked into the mirror and noticed that he needed a shave. He began to do just that.
He anticipated Tsubasa’s visit since he hadn’t seen him in a couple of weeks, almost a month. The only line of communication they had between that, was by phone or email. He felt lost without his other half. His friends could tell immediately and considering how sensitive Tsubasa was, he knew that he was a wreck as well.
Tackey rubbed his now newly shaven chin and headed in towards the shower.
Tackey casually threw on a sleeveless buttoned shirt, sporting a black wife beater under it and tan cargo pants. He heard the bell and immediately rushed over to the door.
He opened it and there stood Tsubasa.
“Tsuba-chan!” Tackey greeted warmly as he stepped to the side to let him in. Tsubasa, who was shivering a little form the cold smiled.
“Hide-Kun, did you get dressed for me? Usually you’re still in your boxers at this hour.”
Tackey closed the door and clicked the locked. His smile formed into a coy one. “Oooo, would Tsuba-chan like it more if I was in my boxers?”
Tsubasa laughed. “Would be more inviting, ne?”
“Hmm, to what?” Tackey snuck up from behind Tsubasa and gave him a great big bear hug, getting a surprising gasp from his best friend.
Tsubasa continued laughing. “What are you doing?”
Tackey rested his head on Tsubasa’s coat clad shoulder. “I missed you so much.”
“Me too.” Tsubasa removed himself from Tackey’s arms reluctantly so that he could remove his outer wear. He then focused his attention back to Tackey.
“Tsubasa…” Tackey spoke, noting in his head how cute Tsubasa was looking today. His eyes traveled down ever so obviously to the man’s waist and other things…
“Oi, I’m up here.” Tsubasa said leaning down to meet his partner’s eye level playfully.
“Sorry. Hungry?” Tackey didn’t wait for an answer. He instantly seized Tsubasa’s hand and dragged him to the kitchen.
“Make aldente.” Tsubasa requested. “And let’s make it together.”
“Let’s add this…” Tsubasa spoke, more to himself actually, but before he could dump the ingredient in the boiling pot, a pouty Tackey stopped him.
“Nooo, that’s not how you do it?”
“What do you know about cooking?”
Tackey snatched the item away from Tsubasa, acting spoiled.
“What is it?” Tsubasa asked. He playfully bumped against Tackey’s side to get him away from the stove. Tackey did the same vice-versa. They laughed and continued to play until Tackey’s cell phone ringed.
“Ah…who’s calling?” Tackey retreated out the kitchen and jogged towards his bedroom. He picked up his cell from the night stand and answered.
“Yamapi.” He smiled. “How are you?” He walked back to his kitchen. “…ha-ha, that’s good.”
Tsubasa looked over his shoulder and asked, “Who’s that?”
“Pi-chan.” Tackey said affectionately as ever and he was back into conversation.
Tsubasa turned his attention back to the noodles notably displeased.
Tackey had talked for about another minute before telling Yamapi he had to go.
“Finally.” Tsubasa half joked. He couldn’t stand Tackey’s baby, affectionate, rabu talk with anyone else.
“Aww, when will you learn not to get jealous over Yamapi? He’s so sweet.” Takki was back over by Tsubasa’s side, taking the ladle and stirring the noodles around a bit.
“Not jealous.” Tsubasa protested brushing his bangs over a little.
“You are too.” Tackey said tenderly after letting go of the spoon. He nudged Tsubasa, before bringing his face closer to his. Tsubasa felt a tingle on his cheek from his friend’s warm breath. He turned his head to face him, but was met by a pair of soft lips claiming his. They stayed like this for a while, not moving, hearts beating faster, and as if time had stopped. They completely ignored the now over boiled pot of noodles.
“Mmm, I’m not hungry…” Murmured Tsubasa whose eyes fluttered open after Tackey broke the lip lock. “…anymore.”
“Me neither.” Tackey said anxiously. He turned the stove off without taking his eyes off his lover. His gaze read ‘predator’ all over, making Tsubasa incredibly go weak in anticipation to what was going to come next. After a couple of seconds the couple was back into a deep passionate kiss.
A few Hours Later…
“I don’t ever want us to be apart again.” Tackey said out of the blue.
The two were laying down comfortably on Tackey’s bed, in pitched black darkness.
“Me neither.” Tsubasa said. “But that can’t be helped.”
“Hmm, maybe I should stop doing everything.”
“But it’s what you love to do. Being busy right?” Tsubasa rolled over on his side, facing Tackey.
“Not when you’re not around. I want to be busy with you.”
Tsubasa suddenly blushed. He playfully slapped Tackey on the shoulder. “Don’t say things like that.”
“Eh?”
“You know, you’re so dirty Hide-kun.”
“Heh, you’re the one that’s dirty, that wasn’t what I meant.” Tackey grabbed hold of Tsubasa’s wrists and began to play wrestle with him on the bed. Not too long the sheets were on the floor and the two boys were entangled again in renewed passion.
Rating:PG
Genre:Fluff
Fandom:Tackey & Tsubasa
Summery: Takki anticipates seeing his lover ^_^
Tackey woke up early that afternoon knowing that Tsubasa would be at his apartment in any moment. He wearily shuffled his way to his bathroom, looked into the mirror and noticed that he needed a shave. He began to do just that.
He anticipated Tsubasa’s visit since he hadn’t seen him in a couple of weeks, almost a month. The only line of communication they had between that, was by phone or email. He felt lost without his other half. His friends could tell immediately and considering how sensitive Tsubasa was, he knew that he was a wreck as well.
Tackey rubbed his now newly shaven chin and headed in towards the shower.
Tackey casually threw on a sleeveless buttoned shirt, sporting a black wife beater under it and tan cargo pants. He heard the bell and immediately rushed over to the door.
He opened it and there stood Tsubasa.
“Tsuba-chan!” Tackey greeted warmly as he stepped to the side to let him in. Tsubasa, who was shivering a little form the cold smiled.
“Hide-Kun, did you get dressed for me? Usually you’re still in your boxers at this hour.”
Tackey closed the door and clicked the locked. His smile formed into a coy one. “Oooo, would Tsuba-chan like it more if I was in my boxers?”
Tsubasa laughed. “Would be more inviting, ne?”
“Hmm, to what?” Tackey snuck up from behind Tsubasa and gave him a great big bear hug, getting a surprising gasp from his best friend.
Tsubasa continued laughing. “What are you doing?”
Tackey rested his head on Tsubasa’s coat clad shoulder. “I missed you so much.”
“Me too.” Tsubasa removed himself from Tackey’s arms reluctantly so that he could remove his outer wear. He then focused his attention back to Tackey.
“Tsubasa…” Tackey spoke, noting in his head how cute Tsubasa was looking today. His eyes traveled down ever so obviously to the man’s waist and other things…
“Oi, I’m up here.” Tsubasa said leaning down to meet his partner’s eye level playfully.
“Sorry. Hungry?” Tackey didn’t wait for an answer. He instantly seized Tsubasa’s hand and dragged him to the kitchen.
“Make aldente.” Tsubasa requested. “And let’s make it together.”
“Let’s add this…” Tsubasa spoke, more to himself actually, but before he could dump the ingredient in the boiling pot, a pouty Tackey stopped him.
“Nooo, that’s not how you do it?”
“What do you know about cooking?”
Tackey snatched the item away from Tsubasa, acting spoiled.
“What is it?” Tsubasa asked. He playfully bumped against Tackey’s side to get him away from the stove. Tackey did the same vice-versa. They laughed and continued to play until Tackey’s cell phone ringed.
“Ah…who’s calling?” Tackey retreated out the kitchen and jogged towards his bedroom. He picked up his cell from the night stand and answered.
“Yamapi.” He smiled. “How are you?” He walked back to his kitchen. “…ha-ha, that’s good.”
Tsubasa looked over his shoulder and asked, “Who’s that?”
“Pi-chan.” Tackey said affectionately as ever and he was back into conversation.
Tsubasa turned his attention back to the noodles notably displeased.
Tackey had talked for about another minute before telling Yamapi he had to go.
“Finally.” Tsubasa half joked. He couldn’t stand Tackey’s baby, affectionate, rabu talk with anyone else.
“Aww, when will you learn not to get jealous over Yamapi? He’s so sweet.” Takki was back over by Tsubasa’s side, taking the ladle and stirring the noodles around a bit.
“Not jealous.” Tsubasa protested brushing his bangs over a little.
“You are too.” Tackey said tenderly after letting go of the spoon. He nudged Tsubasa, before bringing his face closer to his. Tsubasa felt a tingle on his cheek from his friend’s warm breath. He turned his head to face him, but was met by a pair of soft lips claiming his. They stayed like this for a while, not moving, hearts beating faster, and as if time had stopped. They completely ignored the now over boiled pot of noodles.
“Mmm, I’m not hungry…” Murmured Tsubasa whose eyes fluttered open after Tackey broke the lip lock. “…anymore.”
“Me neither.” Tackey said anxiously. He turned the stove off without taking his eyes off his lover. His gaze read ‘predator’ all over, making Tsubasa incredibly go weak in anticipation to what was going to come next. After a couple of seconds the couple was back into a deep passionate kiss.
A few Hours Later…
“I don’t ever want us to be apart again.” Tackey said out of the blue.
The two were laying down comfortably on Tackey’s bed, in pitched black darkness.
“Me neither.” Tsubasa said. “But that can’t be helped.”
“Hmm, maybe I should stop doing everything.”
“But it’s what you love to do. Being busy right?” Tsubasa rolled over on his side, facing Tackey.
“Not when you’re not around. I want to be busy with you.”
Tsubasa suddenly blushed. He playfully slapped Tackey on the shoulder. “Don’t say things like that.”
“Eh?”
“You know, you’re so dirty Hide-kun.”
“Heh, you’re the one that’s dirty, that wasn’t what I meant.” Tackey grabbed hold of Tsubasa’s wrists and began to play wrestle with him on the bed. Not too long the sheets were on the floor and the two boys were entangled again in renewed passion.