Unsaid Affection
Title: Unsaid Affection
Chapters: 1/1
Author: yumemirunosekai
Pairing: Kame/Ueda (KameDa)
Rating: PG 13 (in general)
Warnings: none
Synopsis: Ueda is content for the moment.
A/N: Drabble. Posted quiet some time ago in tumblr. I'll just repost this here… *gets bricked* (Edited a little tho) Prompted by this pic:
Ueda can feel his chest tighten at the chorus of cheering and clapping exploding from the stands, the medley of “KAT-TUN” and screams of the fans mingling with the slightly stuffy atmosphere of the stadium.
He is standing next to Kame, and he knows that with the younger man there he is spared the full burnt of the fans' attention.
Ueda wonders why this used to bother him to no end in the past, because now, seeing Kame glowing with happiness and smiling like his life depended on it, he can't possibly comprehend why his younger self could even think of hating Kamenashi.
Perhaps it was just a bout of teenage jealousy, or maybe he just found it annoying that thin, scrawny Kamenashi Kazuya; who couldn’t even pretend to look good to save his life, was in fact the more talented junior. He has always been competitive after all.
Behind his raised hand as he waved to the fans, Ueda sneaks glances at Kame. It is hard to imagine how the ugly duckling could transform into such a beautiful swan, but if anyone could, Kamenashi certainly did.
There is a small gap between him and Kamenashi, and he makes sure that the gap is not too small as to trigger the suspicions of the fans; but not too large as to not be able to feel the familiar heat radiating off Kamenashi’s body.
The gap is small, yes, but to Ueda, it’s so wide that he wonders how he can hold onto the younger man without eventually drifting apart.
They leave it unsaid, but Ueda knows - from the fleeting touches during rehearsals; the lingering scent that sticks to them both after a bout of steamy fan service; the occasional flashes of jealousy when he spends too much time interacting with the other members - that he occupies a special plea in Kame's heart.
Perhaps one day, when Kamenashi’s feels that the time is right, he might say it - because if Kame really understood Ueda, he should know that Ueda isn't the type of person to say things like that. So Ueda decides that it’s okay to wait.
He smiles wider and continues waving, and at that moment, he catches sight of Kamenashi’s expressive chocolate brown eyes drift to glance at him, and a special smirk that curls at the corner of his lips tells Ueda that the smile was not for the fans, but reserved only for him.
Yes, Ueda is fine with waiting.
Right now, those stolen moments backstage, away from the sharp glare of stage lights and the flashing cameras, where he can feel Kamenashi’s heated skin on his; Kamenashi’s plump lips grazing his own, tearing forbidden moans as his nails scrape along the younger man’s bare back, is enough.
Just for the moment, he is content.
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