[Tomapi Fic] Remake
Just feel like writing something for this couple. ^^
Disclaimer: This writing is fictional and has no commercial purpose. Characters are real persons belonging to themselves.
Pairing: Tomapi
Genre: Short pointless fluff
Rating: G
Summary: Based on the cross-talk in Potato October 2009 and an old pic under the cut.
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Remake
"Not this one!" Toma protested laughingly.
Yamapi's laughter was a little more embarrassed, but that didn't stop him from teasing, "Oh, my part would be easy."
"So," the interviewer waved the photo smilingly, "shall we reconstruct this pose also?"
"No, no, no." Toma chuckled, then changed his voice into a conspiratorial whisper, "We don't do this kind of fan-service anymore."
"You don't?" Yamapi shot him a deliberate glance.
Toma's eyes made contact with his. "What. Acting doesn't count!" My, he would never live down that HanaKimi scene, would he.
Yamapi ignored how the interviewer was leaning forward with excited interest. "I would've been less worried if it had been with a member..."
"What member?" Toma gave him a light kick on the leg. "You're the one with a group, I know you do a lot of these."
"You know about it, really?" Yamapi laughed.
"I follow your news, you know," Toma announced proudly.
"Thank you," Yamapi said, nodding a little.
"Uoh-- Ah, you have grown up, na." He had rather expected a mischievous reply instead.
"What's with the patronizing tone?" Yamapi turned to the interviewer. "See, he's always been like this."
"Ahaha, I see..."
"Sometimes I wonder if you've been deliberately arguing against me." Toma looked at him thoughtfully.
"Well, sometimes you can be such a pain." Yamapi grinned as he picked up the photo from the table top.
"Oho. Do not think you can shake me off after graduation." Toma slung an arm across his shoulders.
"I do have many issues left to settle with you." Yamapi smiled sweetly, the photo in his hand. "Like this one." He scrunched his mouth and brought it to Toma's cheek.
Toma sputtered away, laughing and releasing his hold in the process. Yamapi watched him with amusement.
"Off the record, okay?" Toma turned to the magazine crew quickly.
"Why?" Yamapi laughed, but eyed Toma meaningfully. It was all the more suspicious to get paranoid, hey.
"Aaargh, I've been defeated," Toma feigned a complaint, taking the photo from Yamapi's hand. "To think you were so tiny and cute back then!"
"There are so many nostalgic pictures..." Yamapi changed the subject quickly, flipping over the magazines.
"There are," Toma agreed.
He suppressed a yelp when Yamapi's foot pressed down on his under the table, in revenge for the kick earlier. That big kid.
For once, though, he wasn't going to nag at Yamapi for not acting mature only when he was with him.
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Disclaimer: This writing is fictional and has no commercial purpose. Characters are real persons belonging to themselves.
Pairing: Tomapi
Genre: Short pointless fluff
Rating: G
Summary: Based on the cross-talk in Potato October 2009 and an old pic under the cut.
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Remake
"Not this one!" Toma protested laughingly.
Yamapi's laughter was a little more embarrassed, but that didn't stop him from teasing, "Oh, my part would be easy."
"So," the interviewer waved the photo smilingly, "shall we reconstruct this pose also?"
"No, no, no." Toma chuckled, then changed his voice into a conspiratorial whisper, "We don't do this kind of fan-service anymore."
"You don't?" Yamapi shot him a deliberate glance.
Toma's eyes made contact with his. "What. Acting doesn't count!" My, he would never live down that HanaKimi scene, would he.
Yamapi ignored how the interviewer was leaning forward with excited interest. "I would've been less worried if it had been with a member..."
"What member?" Toma gave him a light kick on the leg. "You're the one with a group, I know you do a lot of these."
"You know about it, really?" Yamapi laughed.
"I follow your news, you know," Toma announced proudly.
"Thank you," Yamapi said, nodding a little.
"Uoh-- Ah, you have grown up, na." He had rather expected a mischievous reply instead.
"What's with the patronizing tone?" Yamapi turned to the interviewer. "See, he's always been like this."
"Ahaha, I see..."
"Sometimes I wonder if you've been deliberately arguing against me." Toma looked at him thoughtfully.
"Well, sometimes you can be such a pain." Yamapi grinned as he picked up the photo from the table top.
"Oho. Do not think you can shake me off after graduation." Toma slung an arm across his shoulders.
"I do have many issues left to settle with you." Yamapi smiled sweetly, the photo in his hand. "Like this one." He scrunched his mouth and brought it to Toma's cheek.
Toma sputtered away, laughing and releasing his hold in the process. Yamapi watched him with amusement.
"Off the record, okay?" Toma turned to the magazine crew quickly.
"Why?" Yamapi laughed, but eyed Toma meaningfully. It was all the more suspicious to get paranoid, hey.
"Aaargh, I've been defeated," Toma feigned a complaint, taking the photo from Yamapi's hand. "To think you were so tiny and cute back then!"
"There are so many nostalgic pictures..." Yamapi changed the subject quickly, flipping over the magazines.
"There are," Toma agreed.
He suppressed a yelp when Yamapi's foot pressed down on his under the table, in revenge for the kick earlier. That big kid.
For once, though, he wasn't going to nag at Yamapi for not acting mature only when he was with him.
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