Drabble Batch #2
With this, Green Feelings is re-opened.
A few drabbles I wrote over the past weeks... I thought I'd share these first, before going on with any of my multi-chaps.
Please enjoy them ♥
1.
Title: Voice
Pairing: Tegomasu
Rating: G
“Sing, Yuya.”
When Masuda had said that for the first time, Tegoshi had looked at him in confusion; blinking his eyes.
He hadn’t really known why Masuda had said it so suddenly, why he had wanted the younger boy to do so.
But he had done as the older one had told him and everyone else had fallen silent, staring at him, giving him unbelieving looks.
Tegoshi hadn’t quite figured at that point what it had meant, but by now he knew.
Masuda didn’t have to tell him anymore, didn’t have to give him that kind of confidence; but yet, whenever Tegoshi wasn’t sure, he remembered that moment, the way Masuda had told him to sing; the way, everyone had started to look at him differently.
Masuda had probably wanted Tegoshi to become more confident, because he had a great voice, a huge talent everyone else acknowledged and thus, respected him for. But whenever Tegoshi thought of it, it hadn’t been his own voice, but Masuda’s faith in him that had made him feel a lot more confident.
When they got on stage these days and Masuda got nervous - something that never happened to Tegoshi - the younger one would hold Masuda at his shoulders and smile.
“Sing, Massu.”
Because by now, it wasn’t just about Tegoshi’s voice alone, or Masuda’s. It was about them, standing side by side, making their voices sound.
Together.
2.
Title: Fingers
Pairing: Yasuba
Rating: G
When the days got long and they all had to stay at the studio for hours, until late at night, it was always Yasu, who fell asleep first.
Naturally, the other ones would start playing pranks at him by drawing onto his face, testing his reflexes, hiding some of his things, so he would have a hard time finding them, when he’d wake up later.
Subaru mostly just watched them, a slight smile on his lips, since he knew Yasu wouldn’t ever get mad. He’d whine and say the others were mean and he’d become teary-eyed.
That was enough already to make at least Ryo and Okura give in, helping him to find his things, or to wash the colour from his face.
But sometimes, when Yasu wasn’t awake by then and the others got bored of pranking his sleeping figure, Subaru would take the seat next to him and pull Yasu in.
He’d take the younger one’s hand then and playfully move his fingers.
Yasu was girlish in all ways; in his behaviour, in his looks and even in his features. But what was most girlish about him, were probably his fingers.
Not because his nails were always painted in bright colours, but because of their form and the way he moved them.
The way he played the guitar.
They were precious, Subaru figured, since they were so very skilled.
3.
Title: Charm
Pairing: Akame
Rating: PG
A/N: related to Kamen
It was June, and yet, whenever Kazuya held his key attached to that pink and red charm in his hand, he thought of Winter; of New Year’s.
In golden letters it read the word Love and Kazuya had to smile, each time he saw it. They had promised upon that charm back then; years ago. But still, it lasted.
It was June now, the last New Year’s seemed so very long ago and many things had happened since then.
They had been strong, really strong - he and Jin.
All of the obstacles they had had to overcome; they had managed it and were still together. At least in their hearts, as they couldn’t be physically.
Since Jin had left, Kazuya had felt lonely. Jin had come back shortly after he had left first, and yet, it wasn’t the same. They had met for a night, both of them being too busy to make more space for the other one.
It just wasn’t enough.
Instead, they kept texting each other, telling the other what they were doing, how much they missed each other. They were foolish words, teasing and as if it was about making fun.
They never were serious words of how hard it was to be separated.
It was June, and Kazuya had missed to write Jin for the past three days. Today was special and yet, he couldn’t bring himself to send Jin a mail, call him, let him know Kazuya was thinking of him.
Instead, he held that charm up in front of his face, before he used the key attached to open the door to Jin’s apartment.
Everything was the way he had last seen it, when Kazuya had been here in April. It was tidy, smelled of wood and leather and something Kazuya had never quite figured out what exactly it was.
He closed the door and didn’t bother to turn on the lights, as he made his way to the bedroom.
He had done this before - sleeping in Jin’s bed, when he couldn’t take missing him any longer.
The sheets were freshly washed; Jin’s scent gone.
Kazuya lay on his back, staring up to the ceiling, wondering why this didn’t work.
It had always worked.
Instead, he lay awake, moving the charm in front of his face, watching it and letting his thoughts spin out.
It had somehow lost its magic.
4.
Title: Piano
Pairing: Maruda
Rating: PG
There wasn’t anything in this world more beautiful than the sight of Ueda playing the piano.
It didn’t matter whether the light was dim or bright, if it was twelve at noon or twelve at night. As long as he just had that look, that gentle smile tugging his lips, or that concentrated stare forcing a crease between his eyebrows.
He was simply beautiful, just as the melodies he played that his fingers created by moving gently over the keys.
Nakamaru could have sat here, watching Ueda play for hours, days, weeks. Forever, if that had been possible.
He didn’t join the others having their break outside, smoking and getting some fresh air, while the staff rearranged the stage. Nakamaru rather stayed, a bottle of water in his hands, listening to the soft sound of the piano filling the huge Arena.
And sometimes, when he closed his eyes to take in that melody, the gentle tones, a smile crossed his face, made him relax, forget about the busy moves around him and sink into another world.
When he’d open his eyes then, Ueda would throw him look, smile gently and resume playing a heartfelt song.
A song for only the two of them.
5.
Title: Promise
Pairing: Ryokura
Rating: PG
A/N: This is based on a song text by Janne Da Arc, by the way. You can find the translation here.
Soft and fragile, Ryo thought as he reached his hand out and plugged one of the Sakura blossoms; it was as if those small petals would break in his fingers just from that one touch.
They were the symbol of love to him.
A slight breeze messed up his hair and the yukata he was wearing flattered around his legs. Small water drops were grizzling in those black strands of hair as he bent his head to look at the ground.
It had been raining that morning and the rain drops had made the petals fall off of the branches. They were spread all over the ground now, making it look like a sea of slight pink. Of memories he would never lose.
It had just been a few months ago that this warm and soft rain had melted into snow; but by now the air had the scent of April; the scent of fresh life, a new beginning, of love.
It was the scent of Sakura.
He watched the small blossom in his hand and smiled lightly, remembering the promise he had made upon those blossoms times ago.
Remember me for a little while, as you watch the Sakura petals.
Every year about this time it would be the same. You stand still, your head raised to the full blossom in front of you, dazzled and amazed, unable to even blink.
It was too, too beautiful.
But it was a little heart aching to look at them all by himself, since he just wished for that one person to be by his side right now. But having not much time and a strict schedule lately, Ryo was glad he could at least now see them for once this year.
Playfully moving the blossom in his fingers, he smiled again and wondered if Okura, too, remembered him when he saw the falling petals now; remembered the day they’d been linking their fingers.
The day, they’d been making that promise.
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Thank you so much for reading ♥
I am sorry for all the inconveniences and worries I caused lately and if I probably made anyone upset with that! m(_ _)m
A few drabbles I wrote over the past weeks... I thought I'd share these first, before going on with any of my multi-chaps.
Please enjoy them ♥
1.
Title: Voice
Pairing: Tegomasu
Rating: G
“Sing, Yuya.”
When Masuda had said that for the first time, Tegoshi had looked at him in confusion; blinking his eyes.
He hadn’t really known why Masuda had said it so suddenly, why he had wanted the younger boy to do so.
But he had done as the older one had told him and everyone else had fallen silent, staring at him, giving him unbelieving looks.
Tegoshi hadn’t quite figured at that point what it had meant, but by now he knew.
Masuda didn’t have to tell him anymore, didn’t have to give him that kind of confidence; but yet, whenever Tegoshi wasn’t sure, he remembered that moment, the way Masuda had told him to sing; the way, everyone had started to look at him differently.
Masuda had probably wanted Tegoshi to become more confident, because he had a great voice, a huge talent everyone else acknowledged and thus, respected him for. But whenever Tegoshi thought of it, it hadn’t been his own voice, but Masuda’s faith in him that had made him feel a lot more confident.
When they got on stage these days and Masuda got nervous - something that never happened to Tegoshi - the younger one would hold Masuda at his shoulders and smile.
“Sing, Massu.”
Because by now, it wasn’t just about Tegoshi’s voice alone, or Masuda’s. It was about them, standing side by side, making their voices sound.
Together.
2.
Title: Fingers
Pairing: Yasuba
Rating: G
When the days got long and they all had to stay at the studio for hours, until late at night, it was always Yasu, who fell asleep first.
Naturally, the other ones would start playing pranks at him by drawing onto his face, testing his reflexes, hiding some of his things, so he would have a hard time finding them, when he’d wake up later.
Subaru mostly just watched them, a slight smile on his lips, since he knew Yasu wouldn’t ever get mad. He’d whine and say the others were mean and he’d become teary-eyed.
That was enough already to make at least Ryo and Okura give in, helping him to find his things, or to wash the colour from his face.
But sometimes, when Yasu wasn’t awake by then and the others got bored of pranking his sleeping figure, Subaru would take the seat next to him and pull Yasu in.
He’d take the younger one’s hand then and playfully move his fingers.
Yasu was girlish in all ways; in his behaviour, in his looks and even in his features. But what was most girlish about him, were probably his fingers.
Not because his nails were always painted in bright colours, but because of their form and the way he moved them.
The way he played the guitar.
They were precious, Subaru figured, since they were so very skilled.
3.
Title: Charm
Pairing: Akame
Rating: PG
A/N: related to Kamen
It was June, and yet, whenever Kazuya held his key attached to that pink and red charm in his hand, he thought of Winter; of New Year’s.
In golden letters it read the word Love and Kazuya had to smile, each time he saw it. They had promised upon that charm back then; years ago. But still, it lasted.
It was June now, the last New Year’s seemed so very long ago and many things had happened since then.
They had been strong, really strong - he and Jin.
All of the obstacles they had had to overcome; they had managed it and were still together. At least in their hearts, as they couldn’t be physically.
Since Jin had left, Kazuya had felt lonely. Jin had come back shortly after he had left first, and yet, it wasn’t the same. They had met for a night, both of them being too busy to make more space for the other one.
It just wasn’t enough.
Instead, they kept texting each other, telling the other what they were doing, how much they missed each other. They were foolish words, teasing and as if it was about making fun.
They never were serious words of how hard it was to be separated.
It was June, and Kazuya had missed to write Jin for the past three days. Today was special and yet, he couldn’t bring himself to send Jin a mail, call him, let him know Kazuya was thinking of him.
Instead, he held that charm up in front of his face, before he used the key attached to open the door to Jin’s apartment.
Everything was the way he had last seen it, when Kazuya had been here in April. It was tidy, smelled of wood and leather and something Kazuya had never quite figured out what exactly it was.
He closed the door and didn’t bother to turn on the lights, as he made his way to the bedroom.
He had done this before - sleeping in Jin’s bed, when he couldn’t take missing him any longer.
The sheets were freshly washed; Jin’s scent gone.
Kazuya lay on his back, staring up to the ceiling, wondering why this didn’t work.
It had always worked.
Instead, he lay awake, moving the charm in front of his face, watching it and letting his thoughts spin out.
It had somehow lost its magic.
4.
Title: Piano
Pairing: Maruda
Rating: PG
There wasn’t anything in this world more beautiful than the sight of Ueda playing the piano.
It didn’t matter whether the light was dim or bright, if it was twelve at noon or twelve at night. As long as he just had that look, that gentle smile tugging his lips, or that concentrated stare forcing a crease between his eyebrows.
He was simply beautiful, just as the melodies he played that his fingers created by moving gently over the keys.
Nakamaru could have sat here, watching Ueda play for hours, days, weeks. Forever, if that had been possible.
He didn’t join the others having their break outside, smoking and getting some fresh air, while the staff rearranged the stage. Nakamaru rather stayed, a bottle of water in his hands, listening to the soft sound of the piano filling the huge Arena.
And sometimes, when he closed his eyes to take in that melody, the gentle tones, a smile crossed his face, made him relax, forget about the busy moves around him and sink into another world.
When he’d open his eyes then, Ueda would throw him look, smile gently and resume playing a heartfelt song.
A song for only the two of them.
5.
Title: Promise
Pairing: Ryokura
Rating: PG
A/N: This is based on a song text by Janne Da Arc, by the way. You can find the translation here.
Soft and fragile, Ryo thought as he reached his hand out and plugged one of the Sakura blossoms; it was as if those small petals would break in his fingers just from that one touch.
They were the symbol of love to him.
A slight breeze messed up his hair and the yukata he was wearing flattered around his legs. Small water drops were grizzling in those black strands of hair as he bent his head to look at the ground.
It had been raining that morning and the rain drops had made the petals fall off of the branches. They were spread all over the ground now, making it look like a sea of slight pink. Of memories he would never lose.
It had just been a few months ago that this warm and soft rain had melted into snow; but by now the air had the scent of April; the scent of fresh life, a new beginning, of love.
It was the scent of Sakura.
He watched the small blossom in his hand and smiled lightly, remembering the promise he had made upon those blossoms times ago.
Remember me for a little while, as you watch the Sakura petals.
Every year about this time it would be the same. You stand still, your head raised to the full blossom in front of you, dazzled and amazed, unable to even blink.
It was too, too beautiful.
But it was a little heart aching to look at them all by himself, since he just wished for that one person to be by his side right now. But having not much time and a strict schedule lately, Ryo was glad he could at least now see them for once this year.
Playfully moving the blossom in his fingers, he smiled again and wondered if Okura, too, remembered him when he saw the falling petals now; remembered the day they’d been linking their fingers.
The day, they’d been making that promise.
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Thank you so much for reading ♥
I am sorry for all the inconveniences and worries I caused lately and if I probably made anyone upset with that! m(_ _)m