sleeping with inanimate objects; what's important; scarred for life; what's important after all
Title: Sleeping With Inanimate Objects
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft2
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama
Notes: Not the Balcan Saga! ♥ Though I am sure that will duly continue.
"Don't tell me you don't have a date," Fujigaya scoffs. "Your mother has a date, how can you not."
"I have a date," Kitayama says: "A date with my bed."
Senga tilts his head. "But that only counts if someone else is in it too though, right?"
"Sex isn't everything," Kitayama grumbles.
Nikaido smirks. "Just most things." Yokoo clicks his tongue and demands to know just who Nikaido thinks he learned that from, but Nikaido just points at Kitayama with an insolent grin. "Obviously."
"One day," Kitayama glowers at them from the couch, "you're all going to wake up dead."
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Title: What's Important
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft2
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama, Totsuka
Notes: I love these two though I don't even know why, ahaha. ;3;
It's not that Kitayama couldn't get a date if he wanted. It's just that he doesn't really-not just anybody, anyway. He's had enough anybodies.
Pausing, he spots Totsuka fiddling with his mp3 player across the hall and approaches without thought, waving for attention.
Totsuka looks up, blinking twice before he smiles and tilts his head, earbuds still in; Kitayama does an earnest little slurping-noodles-from-chopsticks-and-bowl mime that makes Totsuka laugh, and they leave the jimusho together, comfortable in shared silence.
Really, Kitayama thinks, Christmas is fine without anyone special when he spends every day with people important to him already.
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Title: Scarred For Life
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft2
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama, Totsuka
Notes: Taipi. ♥ Has a special place in the hearts of the Kismai mothers.
"Come back t' my place," Kitayama says, his words on the cusp of inarticulate.
"But your mom wouldn't appreciate that, right?" Totsuka giggles. Usually, he's the laid-back type out of the limelight, but a little alcohol goes a long way toward making the world very funny indeed. "Isn't her boyfriend-?"
"Then invite me to yours," Kitayama demands, not really wanting to go home now that Totsuka's presented the possibility. He makes a face. "Ugh, parentsex."
Totsuka laughs heartily. "At least she's not sleeping with Taisuke!"
Speechless at the mental image, Kitayama thuds his forehead repeatedly against the ramen-ya benchtop.
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Title: What's Important After All
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft2
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama, Totsuka
Notes: Sometimes, it's the simple solutions after all. |D
kitami2@docomo.ne.jp
where are you??
your not sleeping with my mom, are you?!
t.f..xxx@docomo.ne.jp
What the fuck, Kitayama.
Stop drinking and go get laid
kitami2@docomo.ne.jp
but-
Totsuka confiscates Kitayama's phone, removing its battery before dropping it to the floor. "Pay attention to me," he demands, brat-like. (To be fair, he's straddling Kitayama's lap.)
"You'd never say that sober," Kitayama accuses, but can't ignore the roll of Totsuka's hips and bites back a groan.
"Maybe I'd just think it," Totsuka tells him, with a smile he knows Kitayama thinks is hot. Dark. Low-lidded. "Maybe you should pay attention to me more often."
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft2
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama
Notes: Not the Balcan Saga! ♥ Though I am sure that will duly continue.
"Don't tell me you don't have a date," Fujigaya scoffs. "Your mother has a date, how can you not."
"I have a date," Kitayama says: "A date with my bed."
Senga tilts his head. "But that only counts if someone else is in it too though, right?"
"Sex isn't everything," Kitayama grumbles.
Nikaido smirks. "Just most things." Yokoo clicks his tongue and demands to know just who Nikaido thinks he learned that from, but Nikaido just points at Kitayama with an insolent grin. "Obviously."
"One day," Kitayama glowers at them from the couch, "you're all going to wake up dead."
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Title: What's Important
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft2
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama, Totsuka
Notes: I love these two though I don't even know why, ahaha. ;3;
It's not that Kitayama couldn't get a date if he wanted. It's just that he doesn't really-not just anybody, anyway. He's had enough anybodies.
Pausing, he spots Totsuka fiddling with his mp3 player across the hall and approaches without thought, waving for attention.
Totsuka looks up, blinking twice before he smiles and tilts his head, earbuds still in; Kitayama does an earnest little slurping-noodles-from-chopsticks-and-bowl mime that makes Totsuka laugh, and they leave the jimusho together, comfortable in shared silence.
Really, Kitayama thinks, Christmas is fine without anyone special when he spends every day with people important to him already.
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Title: Scarred For Life
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft2
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama, Totsuka
Notes: Taipi. ♥ Has a special place in the hearts of the Kismai mothers.
"Come back t' my place," Kitayama says, his words on the cusp of inarticulate.
"But your mom wouldn't appreciate that, right?" Totsuka giggles. Usually, he's the laid-back type out of the limelight, but a little alcohol goes a long way toward making the world very funny indeed. "Isn't her boyfriend-?"
"Then invite me to yours," Kitayama demands, not really wanting to go home now that Totsuka's presented the possibility. He makes a face. "Ugh, parentsex."
Totsuka laughs heartily. "At least she's not sleeping with Taisuke!"
Speechless at the mental image, Kitayama thuds his forehead repeatedly against the ramen-ya benchtop.
※
Title: What's Important After All
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft2
Word Count: 100
Characters: Kitayama, Totsuka
Notes: Sometimes, it's the simple solutions after all. |D
kitami2@docomo.ne.jp
where are you??
your not sleeping with my mom, are you?!
t.f..xxx@docomo.ne.jp
What the fuck, Kitayama.
Stop drinking and go get laid
kitami2@docomo.ne.jp
but-
Totsuka confiscates Kitayama's phone, removing its battery before dropping it to the floor. "Pay attention to me," he demands, brat-like. (To be fair, he's straddling Kitayama's lap.)
"You'd never say that sober," Kitayama accuses, but can't ignore the roll of Totsuka's hips and bites back a groan.
"Maybe I'd just think it," Totsuka tells him, with a smile he knows Kitayama thinks is hot. Dark. Low-lidded. "Maybe you should pay attention to me more often."