His Hidden Feelings
Title: His Hidden Feelings
Pairing: YamaChii
Genre: angst? fluff
Rating: PG
Word count: 733 words
"1, 2, 3, 4. Hai! 2, 2, 3, 4"
Fully concentrated, the members of Hey! Say! JUMP danced hard, checking their moves in the mirror right in front of them as they danced to the new choreographs.
Perspiration rolled down their cheeks, shirts soaked wet. They've been working hard since early morning, synchronizing their dance moves and practicing for the upcoming concert. Yuri stifled a yawn, honestly, what he really wish is to curl himself in the bed right now.
"Hai! Minna, otsukare!"
The dance ended and everyone scrambled off to the side to get hydrated. Gulping down mouthfuls of water, everyone sank down onto the floor, messily sprawled on the ground. All except for one.
The music continued and Yamada stayed in front of the mirror. Perfecting his every move until he's satisfied on it.
The others stared at him as they rest, already used to Yamada's routine.
Yuri swung his bag over his shoulders and head out of the room, heading to the showers next door.
Soaking himself in warm waters, Yuri further relaxed himself as he let the water run through him. Out of the showers and into the corridors, he plopped himself down on the sofa near the entrance and sank into it.
Waiting for Yamada has become a routine, something he does without thinking. No reasons are needed, this is just what he does. Honestly, he wouldn't know how to answer if one asked.
Gradually, Yuri gave in to the heavy weight on his eyes and let them fall shut.
"Ryosuke... why is he taking so long.."
When Yamada finally ended his dance, satisfied, the studio was already empty. Everyone had left. Dragging his bag along, he gulped down the remains of his water and turned off the lights in the studio.
Walking out straight into the corridor and heading to the exit, he spotted a figure slumped in the sofa.
"Chii..?"
He should've known. Every single time without fail, Yuri would always be waiting for him.
"Baka baka baka."
Engrossed in his dance perfecting, he had completely forgotten about this.
Silently, he walked up to Yuri and smiled. A face so innocent, a side that no one else but him would see. Yuri had always been complimenting on magazines and such about how Yamada's sleeping face is, completely ignorant about the fact that he himself had a much cuter sleeping face.
Yamada wouldn't tell him though, that would just boost his ego too much and then he'll become proud of it.
Yamada bent down and ever so softly, he placed a kiss on Yuri's forehead.
"Otsukare..", he gently whispered before getting up.
Only at times like this would he be daring enough to show his feelings. What he truly wants to do, what he had been wishing to do.
He couldn't bring himself to confess his feelings to Yuri. Or should he say he's afraid of the consequence of saying it out. What if...what if he's rejected? What if the atmosphere became awkward between them?
The possibilities, the different kind of situations that might happen, Yamada had ran them through his head and every single time he's on the verge of confessing, these scenes appears and he swallowed them back.
Yuri stirred in his sleep and Yamada stepped back quickly, acting as if he just stepped out of the studio.
"Ryo-chan...", Yuri mumbled, his voice sleepy.
"Ikou?"
"Un."
Yuri nodded and held out his hand for Yamada, he grabbed it and pulled him up, holding him steady by his waist as he wobbled slightly.
"Arigatou."
A smile and Yamada's heart clench. It never stops. Being close to Yuri, receiving his smiles, Yamada would always feel that special urge to hug him.
They head out of the jimusho and the cold wind outside hit them.
"Samui.."
"Ryosuke..."
"Hmm?" Rubbing his hands to keep himself warm, Yamada turned towards Yuri.
"I'll be sleeping at your house tonight." Yuri didn't even turn but spoke to the wind instead.
"Ehhhhh!"
"Eh? Dame?" He turned around to find a flustered Yamada staring at him.
"Iyaa.."
"Okaa-chan would agree~"
Yuri beamed at him and Yamada sighed.
"Hai hai. You know she dotes on you."
Yuri smirked. "And you're jealous?"
"Of course not!" Reaching out, Yamada ruffled Yuri's hair and received a pout in return.
His heart is set. One day... one day he'll tell him and when that day comes, he'll be prepared.
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A/N: Oh yay. My birthday present to myself is complete. :D I kinda like it. Hahaha. Comment please!
Pairing: YamaChii
Genre: angst? fluff
Rating: PG
Word count: 733 words
"1, 2, 3, 4. Hai! 2, 2, 3, 4"
Fully concentrated, the members of Hey! Say! JUMP danced hard, checking their moves in the mirror right in front of them as they danced to the new choreographs.
Perspiration rolled down their cheeks, shirts soaked wet. They've been working hard since early morning, synchronizing their dance moves and practicing for the upcoming concert. Yuri stifled a yawn, honestly, what he really wish is to curl himself in the bed right now.
"Hai! Minna, otsukare!"
The dance ended and everyone scrambled off to the side to get hydrated. Gulping down mouthfuls of water, everyone sank down onto the floor, messily sprawled on the ground. All except for one.
The music continued and Yamada stayed in front of the mirror. Perfecting his every move until he's satisfied on it.
The others stared at him as they rest, already used to Yamada's routine.
Yuri swung his bag over his shoulders and head out of the room, heading to the showers next door.
Soaking himself in warm waters, Yuri further relaxed himself as he let the water run through him. Out of the showers and into the corridors, he plopped himself down on the sofa near the entrance and sank into it.
Waiting for Yamada has become a routine, something he does without thinking. No reasons are needed, this is just what he does. Honestly, he wouldn't know how to answer if one asked.
Gradually, Yuri gave in to the heavy weight on his eyes and let them fall shut.
"Ryosuke... why is he taking so long.."
When Yamada finally ended his dance, satisfied, the studio was already empty. Everyone had left. Dragging his bag along, he gulped down the remains of his water and turned off the lights in the studio.
Walking out straight into the corridor and heading to the exit, he spotted a figure slumped in the sofa.
"Chii..?"
He should've known. Every single time without fail, Yuri would always be waiting for him.
"Baka baka baka."
Engrossed in his dance perfecting, he had completely forgotten about this.
Silently, he walked up to Yuri and smiled. A face so innocent, a side that no one else but him would see. Yuri had always been complimenting on magazines and such about how Yamada's sleeping face is, completely ignorant about the fact that he himself had a much cuter sleeping face.
Yamada wouldn't tell him though, that would just boost his ego too much and then he'll become proud of it.
Yamada bent down and ever so softly, he placed a kiss on Yuri's forehead.
"Otsukare..", he gently whispered before getting up.
Only at times like this would he be daring enough to show his feelings. What he truly wants to do, what he had been wishing to do.
He couldn't bring himself to confess his feelings to Yuri. Or should he say he's afraid of the consequence of saying it out. What if...what if he's rejected? What if the atmosphere became awkward between them?
The possibilities, the different kind of situations that might happen, Yamada had ran them through his head and every single time he's on the verge of confessing, these scenes appears and he swallowed them back.
Yuri stirred in his sleep and Yamada stepped back quickly, acting as if he just stepped out of the studio.
"Ryo-chan...", Yuri mumbled, his voice sleepy.
"Ikou?"
"Un."
Yuri nodded and held out his hand for Yamada, he grabbed it and pulled him up, holding him steady by his waist as he wobbled slightly.
"Arigatou."
A smile and Yamada's heart clench. It never stops. Being close to Yuri, receiving his smiles, Yamada would always feel that special urge to hug him.
They head out of the jimusho and the cold wind outside hit them.
"Samui.."
"Ryosuke..."
"Hmm?" Rubbing his hands to keep himself warm, Yamada turned towards Yuri.
"I'll be sleeping at your house tonight." Yuri didn't even turn but spoke to the wind instead.
"Ehhhhh!"
"Eh? Dame?" He turned around to find a flustered Yamada staring at him.
"Iyaa.."
"Okaa-chan would agree~"
Yuri beamed at him and Yamada sighed.
"Hai hai. You know she dotes on you."
Yuri smirked. "And you're jealous?"
"Of course not!" Reaching out, Yamada ruffled Yuri's hair and received a pout in return.
His heart is set. One day... one day he'll tell him and when that day comes, he'll be prepared.
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A/N: Oh yay. My birthday present to myself is complete. :D I kinda like it. Hahaha. Comment please!