Title: Kis-My-Ft ni aeru de Show 2010 - Drabblethon
Fandom: Kis-my-Ft2
Pairings: Yokoo Wataru + Iida Kyouhei
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Unbeta-ed, bitter-sweet fluff?
Disclaimer: Some of this stuff is derived from what really happened at the concerts. The rest is my own imagination and work. The boys aren't mine but are real, living people. Their asses are probably owned by JE.
The minivan takes a turn and drives down the garage of an apartment building. Yokoo frowns as the bump wakes him up and he looks at their surroundings. None of them live here.
"Yokoo-san, this is your stop," the driver informs him.
"No it isn-" he's about to protest but suddenly Fujigaya opens the door of the van.
"Yes it is, Watta. Come on, grab your stuff and get off. We want to get home, too..." he almost shoos Yokoo out. As do all the other members and Yokoo's suspicion peaks when he notices that even Kitayama is awake enough to send him off. So he humors them and steps out with his bag and Fujigaya pulls the door shut again. The window goes down and Kitayama shouts, "Take care, alright?" before all the members wave their goodbyes and the van drives off.
Yokoo half expects them to come back at some point with a big 'dokkiri' sign or anything but none of the sort happens. Instead he hears footsteps and the jingling of keys behind him. He turns around and stares for a moment.
"Congratulations are in order?" there's a bright rainbow-colored ribbon (only missing orange obviously) with lots of messages scrawled on it around the other figure and Yokoo cannot help but crack up laughing so hard he needs to crouch down and hold his stomach. He's crying a little bit too because it's too funny and he's...he's touched.
Because Watta never actually asks for what he wants. Be more pro-active, bakayaro! - Nikaido Takashi
I know you keep in touch with him. And I know you want it. Nyan Nyan. ♥ - Taisuke
It's okay to go ahead, Yokoo-san. [in Kansai-ben] - Kitayama
Have fun, Watta! And you should really say what you want more...! We've started to listen, too! Sometimes...right? - Senga Kento
Clean up after uh... ah.... Have fun! - (Yellow Ribbon)
Please give your thanks to the driver, too. He agreed to cooperate with everyone, ne? Congratulations for the tour. And thank you Miyata-kun for letting me borrow this space. - Koyama Keiichiro
"...looks good on you, Kyon...you should wear it out..." he finally manages to speak again.
"Very funny, Watta..." the other snorts softly and goes to crouch down next to Yokoo, wrapping an arm around the other. "But really...just say what you want...and spare me Kei's lengthy phonecalls and obscene messages from the other members..."
"You enjoy them..."
"Ok, well I do but still...I'd enjoy it more to actually hear the words from you..."
"...not here..."
"Yeah, not here...let's go up to my apartment."
But it's in the elevator when Yokoo holds the other close and says, "I want to celebrate with you, Kyouhei..."
"We will...only the two of us."
They step into the apartment and Yokoo puts away his bag and coat neatly before Iida can pull him towards the bathroom. "I ran you a bath."
"...and you cleaned up for me, too? It's sparkling..." Yokoo notes with amusement. He doesn't have to look at Iida to know that the other looks flustered and embarrassed. It tells Yokoo that he'd hit the bulls-eye. "...things don't change between us...I'm...I'm happy they don't."
"We already had a big enough change to make up for any others..." Iida keeps his arms around him. "Don't you think so?"
"I certainly do..." Yokoo sighs softly when he feels Iida's lips on the back of his neck. "Kyouhei..."
Iida rests there for a moment and murmurs softly, "I can only tell if you want something when I'm with you, when I can see you...if you're not here with me you have to tell me if you want something...if you want to see me...if you want me to hold you, to touch you...to love you..."
Yokoo looks down and closes his eyes. "I'm sorry..."
"Don't be...I know that sometimes, it's hard for you to really express something that you want to say in words that sound right to you..."
"You still know me better than I do myself...why?"
"...because."
"...because what?"
"Just because."