bday fic for anakhai
Title: Kota vs. your T-shirt
Pairing: anakhai X Yabu Kota
Summary: Kota hates her t-shirt
Warning: Sorry I did this just when they were doing the defense. Crack. But I tried my best. I think I even went overboard with…nvm. xD Happy Birthday dude~
He found her in her room, setting aside some colorful boxes and paper bags. He assumed they were just the first of the many batches of gifts she would be receiving today. After all, it was the 14th of Febuary and even women get sweets and tons of love stuff on Valentines because he was not in Japan anymore.
He was visiting his girlfriend living in the Philippines on this very special occasion. He was already accustomed to this tradition since his first visit but what alarmed him the most was the increasing number of admirers every year.
“Don’t they know you’re taken?” He picked up a box that had a pendant in it. He knew this would not appeal to her because she wanted simple things in life.
“If I told them about it, you’d be all over Japanese media.” She piled the boxes in one corner.
He smiled at what she said. She was always that understanding and caring to the point of sacrificing denying that she was the luckiest girl on earth for having The Yabu Kota for a boyfriend. But it was always a trade-off wasn’t it? Her accumulating number of admirers for his privacy. Life was fair.
“You now have your own fanbase. I’m impressed.”He was in the mood for some teasing.
“Just a million less of yours.” She smirked sheepishly which made him want to hug her but just then they heard a knock on her door.
“One more but this one’s a special delivery.” Her nee-chan handed her the package.
She was about to set it aside when she saw where it was from. Yabu noticed the change in his girlfriend’s expression. She looked excited and lively about this one.
“Who’s it from?” But she was busy un-wrapping it.
“Oh my gosh!” She held out the white T-shirt in front of her and Yabu saw a tint of pink on her cheeks.
He read the print aloud. “Cebu loves Ana.” She smiled.
“What’s so great about that??” He timidly asked but she caught something off that tone of his - jealousy.
“It’s from Cebu!” She was ecstatic.
“So?”
But she already dashed to her bathroom and later came out in the shirt and a pair of jeans. It was a simple t-shirt paired with denim but she looked so good just like that. No make-up, messy wet hair but just looking at her…He shook the indecent thoughts off his mind, hopped on her bed and acted bored.
“From?”
“From Cebu.”
“Ehh?”
“I said it’s from Cebu. Cebu loves me!”
“Everybody loves you. What’s so special with that Cebu?”
She flashed him a big smile. “I’ll just dry my hair and we’re good to go.”
“Ugh!” He buried his head under her pillow and went to dreamland.
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She had been wearing the shirt all day like it was the greatest gift she received in her lifetime and this annoyed him to the gut. Who the hell was Cebu anyway??
He had grand plans of skydiving with her or a cruise to New Caledonia, the least, but all she asked was a day in Enchanted Kingdom. Simple as that.
“I want ice cream. No, wait. Get me strawberries with choco dip instead!” She was being a kid again.
But she was all the more cute when she did that and of course he could never say no. They barely see each other like only a week in 6 months and it was amazing that they were celebrating 3 years already.
He stood up and joined the long line of children wanting sweets. While waiting for his turn, he thought about the t-shirt again. It was unsettling for him. So he took out his Android AU phone and tried it. “Search for Cebu.” He spoke into the phone. The gadget gave him pictures of an island, a church, a monument and several beaches. He tried again. This time on Google and he got search results like “Cebu, an island in the Pacific.” He was getting frustrated and tried other search engines and keywords and spelling but nobody named Cebu came out. He stared at her again and at the shirt and by some magical reason, came up with an idea. He dialed a number.
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“You’re staying tonight? For real? Isn’t your flight at 7pm?”
Why the sudden change of plans? He had concert rehearsals the next day but he cancelled his flight and booked for the day after tomorrow.
“Don’t you want me to stay?”
Of course she wanted to spend forever with him but there was something fishy going on.
“You tell me what’s going on.”
He was a very bad liar…fidgeting all the time and it was not unnoticeable because he kept on flipping his phone, checking for a call maybe. She raised an eyebrow and punched him in the shoulder.
“Ouch! Hey, just another hour please. You’re ruining my ingenious plans, you know.”
He knew what she was going to retort about and cut her off before she could rant.
“I know, I know. Keep it simple.” Like mocking the way she would say it. “But you don’t deserve just simple, love.” He tucked some of her hair behind her ear and pink colored her cheeks again.
“If you’re wasting your money on fireworks or - “
He pulled her in a tight hug. “I’m spending for something you’ll be using forever. It’s a good investment.”
“I already have a car Kota if you’re planning-“
“No, no. Not a car, not a house. I’ll be giving you all that when we’re married.”
She raised her head to give him a reprimanding look but all she got was a sweet, short kiss on the lips.
“It’s time.”
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She was wondering if her boyfriend ate something out of the ordinary today. What’s up with blindfolds?
“Almost there. Turn right. Slowly. Don’t take off the blindfolds unless I tell you to”
“Yes sir.”
She heard a click and assumed he turned on the lights. But why was the smell so familiar? Where in the world had he brought her? Her questions were answered when he gently took off the cloth from her eyes. She gasped at what she saw. She was in a room with everything…
“Tada! Surprise! Ha! How do you like it?”
She was speechless. She did not want to open her mouth because for sure all that would come out were laughs. She looked around some more and noticed that…it was her room! She did not realize it earlier because even her wallpapers were changed. No, not only that, everything was now coated with the same print! From her bed sheets and pillows, to the curtains to the floor mat to the table cover! Everything in the same print!
“Kota…”
“Kota loves Ana!”
“Oh my gosh! You…”
“Yes, I had your whole room customized! Ain’t that cool? This is all better than that stupid shirt!”
“Kota you BAKA!” She smacked him on the head real hard!
He was about to complain but she was already on the floor laughing so hard.
“What’s so funny about it? This is the most romantic thing ever! You don’t get to see this anywhere! I even had them do a rush job just for you!”
But she was still laughing out loud, she had to climb up her Kota-ized bed for support. Everywhere she looked she saw the same print, Kota loves Ana, in bold and bigger font than the T-shirt she was wearing. She was already in tears and had to cover her flushed face with her Kota-ized pillow. It was just plain hilarious to her, but not a bit funny to her frustrated boyfriend who was now pouting.
“I know I look like a sore loser. I admit okay? I’m just…a little bit…annoyed by that admirer of yours. Why do you have to give such special attention to the T-shirt he gave you?”
She knew there was no bluff in what Yabu was saying, and that he really meant what he was doing, and that he really did believe that Cebu was somebody, and that he was basically jealous, which made him look cuter the more.
“Come here you idiot.” She patted the space beside her while covering her mouth from laughing more. He hesitated but complied, although it was evident that he was hurt.
“This” she pointed at the shirt “is a gift from some friends in Cebu.”
He stared at her for a while, trying to comprehend everything.
“Cebu is not-“
“No dear.” She held a loud laugh.
He scratched his head and tried to comprehend again, just in case.
And when it hit him that what he just did was embarrassing, hurting his pride as a man, he grabbed her Kota-ized pillow and buried his red face into it. He could hear her giggles despite the pressure on his ears.
Ouch. He now crawled inside her thick bed covers. But when he was about to go mad about everything, she joined him.
They were face-to-face, under that Kota-ized bed cover, and he was about to climb out of it, out from shame but she pulled him back and gave him a sweet, assuring smile. This somehow calmed him but his mouth was still pouting.
“Kota, I know how much you love me. You never showed me otherwise. It’s just funny how obsessed you are with the thought that I am…flailing for someone called Cebu?” She wasn’t sure how to say it.
“Don’t you trust that I also love you? Maybe even more?” He was expecting her to be dead serious when she said that but his heart just melted like marshmallow in hot choco when she caressed his cheek. She was just too sweet he wanted to kiss her already but given the situation…
“I’m sorry. I just really thought-“
She was fast in shutting him up and he felt how sincere and loving and assuring her kiss was…that there was no reason to get jealous because he was only his…forever.
And they just stayed under that Kota-ized sheets, snuggling, making the most of the limited time they had.
THE END
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Omake: (because I cannot live w/out enough crack. I die on fluff alone)
“You didn’t have personalize the whole room you know” she breathed against his neck that sent tickles through his body.
“Actually Hika-chan and Kei-chan suggested it. I didn’t know what to do really. I was already freaking out!”
“That explains the ingenuity of it all.Good investment?” She sighed.
Weird things happen when those three get together. 3 idiots.