[KinKi Fic] Happy Problem
Disclaimer: This writing is fictional and has no commercial purpose. Characters are real persons belonging to themselves.
Pairing: KinKi Kids
Genre: Fluff, short scene
Rating: G
Summary: KinKi Kids went on a trip abroad, and some babysitting was in order.
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Happy Problem
"You might as well let me hold your hand."
Tsuyoshi turned a scandalized look at his partner.
"It's too crowded," Kouichi insisted. "We'll get separated."
As he was saying that, a man rushed past him, bumping hard into his right shoulder. For the umpteenth time.
Kouichi grabbed Tsuyoshi's hood for balance, making the latter yelp in surprise. "Don't choke me!"
Kouichi quickly let go. "As I thought, it's a bad idea to go out in the weekend."
"Can't be helped," Tsuyoshi replied, resuming his steps carefully. "We didn't have free time until today, and the shooting locations didn't have many shops."
Kouichi hastened to follow. "I don't really need to buy any souvenir... Maybe I'll just go back first. If you're by yourself you can move faster."
Tsuyoshi pondered briefly, then took Kouichi's wrist and pulled him out of the streaming crowd.
He released the grip once they managed to reach the side of a building. "Do you know how to get back to the hotel?" he asked.
Kouichi felt his pant pocket. "I have the map."
"Yes, but do you know how to get back?"
Kouichi squeezed the map defensively. "Uh, yes?"
Tsuyoshi looked amused. "You'd better stick with me."
"Then." Kouichi held out his left hand.
"What?" Tsuyoshi backed off a little, holding his own hands to his chest protectively.
"No one will notice, there are so many people," Kouichi coaxed.
"I'm not worried about them. That feels weird, is all."
"You just did that." Kouichi pointed to his own hand.
Tsuyoshi tilted his head, recalling. "Ah. But that was a momentary demand. This is--"
"It's the best option already," Kouichi argued. "You don't like me pulling on your shirt or belt loops..."
"Of course," Tsuyoshi grunted. "You'll ruin them."
"...or jeans pockets..."
"That's even more gross."
"And you don't like me hanging on your shoulders..."
"You always get lazy and lean on me. It's heavy."
"...or your hair..."
"Are you an idiot?!"
Kouichi folded his arms. "So?"
Slightly pouting, Tsuyoshi held out his right hand, which Kouichi grabbed quickly.
"Next time I'll bring a bag that you can hold on to." Tsuyoshi stepped back into the crowd, pulling his companion along.
"That feels like a downgrade." Kouichi looked down at their linked fingers. "Can't you just get used to this?"
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Pairing: KinKi Kids
Genre: Fluff, short scene
Rating: G
Summary: KinKi Kids went on a trip abroad, and some babysitting was in order.
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Happy Problem
"You might as well let me hold your hand."
Tsuyoshi turned a scandalized look at his partner.
"It's too crowded," Kouichi insisted. "We'll get separated."
As he was saying that, a man rushed past him, bumping hard into his right shoulder. For the umpteenth time.
Kouichi grabbed Tsuyoshi's hood for balance, making the latter yelp in surprise. "Don't choke me!"
Kouichi quickly let go. "As I thought, it's a bad idea to go out in the weekend."
"Can't be helped," Tsuyoshi replied, resuming his steps carefully. "We didn't have free time until today, and the shooting locations didn't have many shops."
Kouichi hastened to follow. "I don't really need to buy any souvenir... Maybe I'll just go back first. If you're by yourself you can move faster."
Tsuyoshi pondered briefly, then took Kouichi's wrist and pulled him out of the streaming crowd.
He released the grip once they managed to reach the side of a building. "Do you know how to get back to the hotel?" he asked.
Kouichi felt his pant pocket. "I have the map."
"Yes, but do you know how to get back?"
Kouichi squeezed the map defensively. "Uh, yes?"
Tsuyoshi looked amused. "You'd better stick with me."
"Then." Kouichi held out his left hand.
"What?" Tsuyoshi backed off a little, holding his own hands to his chest protectively.
"No one will notice, there are so many people," Kouichi coaxed.
"I'm not worried about them. That feels weird, is all."
"You just did that." Kouichi pointed to his own hand.
Tsuyoshi tilted his head, recalling. "Ah. But that was a momentary demand. This is--"
"It's the best option already," Kouichi argued. "You don't like me pulling on your shirt or belt loops..."
"Of course," Tsuyoshi grunted. "You'll ruin them."
"...or jeans pockets..."
"That's even more gross."
"And you don't like me hanging on your shoulders..."
"You always get lazy and lean on me. It's heavy."
"...or your hair..."
"Are you an idiot?!"
Kouichi folded his arms. "So?"
Slightly pouting, Tsuyoshi held out his right hand, which Kouichi grabbed quickly.
"Next time I'll bring a bag that you can hold on to." Tsuyoshi stepped back into the crowd, pulling his companion along.
"That feels like a downgrade." Kouichi looked down at their linked fingers. "Can't you just get used to this?"
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