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Title: Our moments
Author: ma_chin
Category: Drabble
Pairing: Yonehana Tsuyoshi/Machida Shingo (YoneMachi)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I have only... moments?
Summary: Lazy night for the perfect pair.
Warning: Yes, I think they are ideally suited to each other!
Dirty glasses and three bottles of champagne and two lying around on the soft carpet, roses. They drank before the end of the tour and now, than it turned out. Yone sits on the bed and turning on a nightlight, examines a person sleeping under a thin sheet Maachin. Knowing his every mole, every wrinkle and every hair on your body doesn`t cease to marvel at how beautiful his favorite people.
Straightening curly bangs, still smelling of paint, it is widely yawns. Don`t hesitate - not before. The head is almost no pain, but the whole body aches - from rehearsals, from the countless stage presence ... but despite this Tsuyoshi happy to live that way. And, considering now the man with whom he associated for ten years - feels absolutely calm. Because he knows - all this, lying on the bed and unparsed smiling in his sleep, his. Personal, which will not take anybody. Yonehana smiles, remembering the words Koichi, which he managed to whisper, when they got into the taxi, "Good luck"
Machida moves and opens his eyes. Lazily stretched out his hand and smiled uncertainly. The sheet moves down slightly, as if specifically showing a beautiful and a tired back. Yone takes his hand and stroking, kissing his fingers. Warm and tender as a girl - they've always liked him. At some point, he understands - Akiyama did the right thing is gone, but it's been a long time, and what is happening now - this is the real reality. So, what should be.
- What did we do? - Maachin looks around the room.
- We celebrated. The tour ended - Yone tells him, stroking hard to polish the hair. - And by the way, you promised change Koichi wax for hair, remember?
- I remember. "Shock" after all ...
Machida is turned back, and the sheet slipping even more. Beautiful legs, which until recently stood on the stage, and then wrapped around the waist Yone - they seemed especially bent at the knees and exposed even more. Referring to his hair, he again held out his hand Tsuyo:
- Raise me.
He does not deny and help in exchange for a kiss. Stoop down and raise Maachin rose from the floor, gently takes her in the mouth and a little embarrassed smiles. Tsuyoshi laughs, looking at this idea and, taking her mouth Machida, as soft lips that could smile so that you can just go crazy, my. But now they are only capable of delicate soft kiss.
Strong hands, gently caressing him hair covered with a layer of lacquer, sweet words, whispered in his ear and cuddle for which Maachin ready to tell him thank you every second.
- I love you - a barely audible whisper it in the kiss and smiles.
- You let so hug you? - as quietly meets Yonehana, looking into his eyes.
- Just do nothing and do not ask.
Empty bottles and dirty dishes absolutely do not care about them. Tomorrow - a new rehearsal tomorrow - we may again be smiling to each other, and now - fatigue, from which can only save three things - a kiss, gentle hugs and sleep.
Author: ma_chin
Category: Drabble
Pairing: Yonehana Tsuyoshi/Machida Shingo (YoneMachi)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I have only... moments?
Summary: Lazy night for the perfect pair.
Warning: Yes, I think they are ideally suited to each other!
Dirty glasses and three bottles of champagne and two lying around on the soft carpet, roses. They drank before the end of the tour and now, than it turned out. Yone sits on the bed and turning on a nightlight, examines a person sleeping under a thin sheet Maachin. Knowing his every mole, every wrinkle and every hair on your body doesn`t cease to marvel at how beautiful his favorite people.
Straightening curly bangs, still smelling of paint, it is widely yawns. Don`t hesitate - not before. The head is almost no pain, but the whole body aches - from rehearsals, from the countless stage presence ... but despite this Tsuyoshi happy to live that way. And, considering now the man with whom he associated for ten years - feels absolutely calm. Because he knows - all this, lying on the bed and unparsed smiling in his sleep, his. Personal, which will not take anybody. Yonehana smiles, remembering the words Koichi, which he managed to whisper, when they got into the taxi, "Good luck"
Machida moves and opens his eyes. Lazily stretched out his hand and smiled uncertainly. The sheet moves down slightly, as if specifically showing a beautiful and a tired back. Yone takes his hand and stroking, kissing his fingers. Warm and tender as a girl - they've always liked him. At some point, he understands - Akiyama did the right thing is gone, but it's been a long time, and what is happening now - this is the real reality. So, what should be.
- What did we do? - Maachin looks around the room.
- We celebrated. The tour ended - Yone tells him, stroking hard to polish the hair. - And by the way, you promised change Koichi wax for hair, remember?
- I remember. "Shock" after all ...
Machida is turned back, and the sheet slipping even more. Beautiful legs, which until recently stood on the stage, and then wrapped around the waist Yone - they seemed especially bent at the knees and exposed even more. Referring to his hair, he again held out his hand Tsuyo:
- Raise me.
He does not deny and help in exchange for a kiss. Stoop down and raise Maachin rose from the floor, gently takes her in the mouth and a little embarrassed smiles. Tsuyoshi laughs, looking at this idea and, taking her mouth Machida, as soft lips that could smile so that you can just go crazy, my. But now they are only capable of delicate soft kiss.
Strong hands, gently caressing him hair covered with a layer of lacquer, sweet words, whispered in his ear and cuddle for which Maachin ready to tell him thank you every second.
- I love you - a barely audible whisper it in the kiss and smiles.
- You let so hug you? - as quietly meets Yonehana, looking into his eyes.
- Just do nothing and do not ask.
Empty bottles and dirty dishes absolutely do not care about them. Tomorrow - a new rehearsal tomorrow - we may again be smiling to each other, and now - fatigue, from which can only save three things - a kiss, gentle hugs and sleep.