A New Song (1/1) G
Jdorama Fic
Title: A New Song
Pairing: Sena/Minami
Rating: G
Genre: Jdrama fic: Long Vacation
Wordcount: 619
A/N: Post-drama. Absolute fluff! :)
"Sena? If you don't come right now, I'm going to start without you!" Minami calls from the next room. Their Boston apartment is bigger than the one they'd shared in Tokyo, but even still, her voice is startlingly close, and the smells of Chinese take-out waft into the middle room where he sits at the baby grand piano making notations on the sheets in front of him. His stomach growls at him, but he's too focused to pay attention to such a trivial thing.
Minami appears in the doorway with her hands on her hips. She's a lot harder to ignore than his grumbling stomach.
"Sena," she says warningly, and his head snaps to look at her instantly. A smile spreads over his face; it's the smile of a man thoroughly convinced that she is the most beautiful woman he's ever seen. Despite herself, Minami smiles in response, a warm, generous smile that shows off her slightly crooked teeth, but Sena loves them, too.
"Come here," he says, patting the bench. So she does, shuffling across the polished wood floor. He pushes the bench back from the piano with his feet and then waits until she carefully lowers herself beside him.
"How do you feel?" he asks.
Minami rolls her eyes. "I wish people would stop asking me that!"
Sena tries not to laugh, but his lips twitch anyway. "Okay, I won't ask anymore."
"I'm hungry," she complains, "I want to eat now." And then he does laugh.
"Sorry," he says before leaning over to kiss her on the cheek. "Will you listen to this?"
Minami closes her eyes, but she's smiling. "Yeah."
Sena begins to play and while he plays her hands come up to caress the curve of her swollen belly.
At last, when the final notes fade into the quiet of their apartment, he turns to her. "Do you like it?"
Minami opens her eyes and looks across into his which are level with her own, and her mouth stretches in a wide smile. "I do. It's beautiful, Sena."
She leans her head on his shoulder, and Sena puts his arm around her, his hand stroking her hair. "I think," she continues.
"Hmm?" he says when she pauses to wince.
"I think that our child wants to play the piano, too." Her tone is rueful, and she lifts her head to meet his eyes again, resting her chin on his shoulder.
"Really?"
"Yeah," she says with an emphatic nod, and he loves every single laugh line, the curve of her rounded cheeks, the way her thick dark hair falls into her eyes.
"How do you know?" he asks softly, and he lifts one hand to trace her lower lip. Minami grins.
"Because she kicked through the entire piece!"
"Are you sure that doesn't mean he hated it?"
"I'm sure!" She is laughing now, and Sena leans over to capture her laughing mouth in a kiss. She threads one hand into his wavy hair and responds warmly, melting into him, until Sena wraps his other arm around her, too, his fingers lightly caressing her ripe shape.
"Well, if you're sure," he says several minutes later, drawing back with a deep breath, and he tilts his forehead to touch hers.
"Mmmmm," she replies dreamily. "But you'll never find out if we both die of starvation first!"
"Sorry!" Sena stands up abruptly and helps her to her feet.
"It's for our child," he says as she waits for him to close up the piano.
"What?"
"The music - I wrote it for him."
"Her," Minami corrects him absently.
"Whatever."
Minami hits him playfully, and then they're laughing again as they go out to their waiting dinner.
Written for koalathebear. :) Happy Birthday, dear.
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Title: A New Song
Pairing: Sena/Minami
Rating: G
Genre: Jdrama fic: Long Vacation
Wordcount: 619
A/N: Post-drama. Absolute fluff! :)
"Sena? If you don't come right now, I'm going to start without you!" Minami calls from the next room. Their Boston apartment is bigger than the one they'd shared in Tokyo, but even still, her voice is startlingly close, and the smells of Chinese take-out waft into the middle room where he sits at the baby grand piano making notations on the sheets in front of him. His stomach growls at him, but he's too focused to pay attention to such a trivial thing.
Minami appears in the doorway with her hands on her hips. She's a lot harder to ignore than his grumbling stomach.
"Sena," she says warningly, and his head snaps to look at her instantly. A smile spreads over his face; it's the smile of a man thoroughly convinced that she is the most beautiful woman he's ever seen. Despite herself, Minami smiles in response, a warm, generous smile that shows off her slightly crooked teeth, but Sena loves them, too.
"Come here," he says, patting the bench. So she does, shuffling across the polished wood floor. He pushes the bench back from the piano with his feet and then waits until she carefully lowers herself beside him.
"How do you feel?" he asks.
Minami rolls her eyes. "I wish people would stop asking me that!"
Sena tries not to laugh, but his lips twitch anyway. "Okay, I won't ask anymore."
"I'm hungry," she complains, "I want to eat now." And then he does laugh.
"Sorry," he says before leaning over to kiss her on the cheek. "Will you listen to this?"
Minami closes her eyes, but she's smiling. "Yeah."
Sena begins to play and while he plays her hands come up to caress the curve of her swollen belly.
At last, when the final notes fade into the quiet of their apartment, he turns to her. "Do you like it?"
Minami opens her eyes and looks across into his which are level with her own, and her mouth stretches in a wide smile. "I do. It's beautiful, Sena."
She leans her head on his shoulder, and Sena puts his arm around her, his hand stroking her hair. "I think," she continues.
"Hmm?" he says when she pauses to wince.
"I think that our child wants to play the piano, too." Her tone is rueful, and she lifts her head to meet his eyes again, resting her chin on his shoulder.
"Really?"
"Yeah," she says with an emphatic nod, and he loves every single laugh line, the curve of her rounded cheeks, the way her thick dark hair falls into her eyes.
"How do you know?" he asks softly, and he lifts one hand to trace her lower lip. Minami grins.
"Because she kicked through the entire piece!"
"Are you sure that doesn't mean he hated it?"
"I'm sure!" She is laughing now, and Sena leans over to capture her laughing mouth in a kiss. She threads one hand into his wavy hair and responds warmly, melting into him, until Sena wraps his other arm around her, too, his fingers lightly caressing her ripe shape.
"Well, if you're sure," he says several minutes later, drawing back with a deep breath, and he tilts his forehead to touch hers.
"Mmmmm," she replies dreamily. "But you'll never find out if we both die of starvation first!"
"Sorry!" Sena stands up abruptly and helps her to her feet.
"It's for our child," he says as she waits for him to close up the piano.
"What?"
"The music - I wrote it for him."
"Her," Minami corrects him absently.
"Whatever."
Minami hits him playfully, and then they're laughing again as they go out to their waiting dinner.
Written for koalathebear. :) Happy Birthday, dear.
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Contact me: shontosgarden at gmail dot com