December Challenge 16 - Romantic
Title - Romantic
Author - unwritten_ideas
Rating - PG-13
Word Count - 1,561
Pairing - Gackt x Jon, Gackt x You
Characters - Gackt, Jon, You
Disclaimer - don’t own squat and if I did, I’d be posting this with pictures
Summary - Gackt is being far too romantic and it's driving You insane
You looked at the pen in his hand, and seriously considered using it to poke holes in his ear drums.
“No…… you hang up.”
Maybe he could rip the pages from the notepad he was scribbling in and stuff his ears full.
“I think you should hang up first.”
Or maybe, he could take his jacket off and wrap it around Gackt’s head as a makeshift gag.
“Okay, we’ll hang up together.”
You was sitting in Gackt’s spacious living room, and the singer was sitting next to him, iPhone glued to his ear as Gackt chatted to Jon, the newest unfortunate soul to occupy the position as Gackt’s boyfriend. They’d been chatting for an hour now, and by You’s count, the conversation about who was to hang up first had lasted for the last fifteen minutes.
“Aww, you say the sweetest things,” Gackt giggled.
Giggled.
Maybe You could wrestle the iPhone from Gackt’s hand and throw it into his hot tub.
*~*~*~
Gackt was busy recording interviews for his solo work, so the rest of the Chickenz were recording without him. They were still recording the guitar parts so Gackt’s presence wasn’t necessary and You, at least, was grateful for the break and the respite from Gackt and Jon staring lovingly at each other from their microphone stands.
Jon, who also wasn’t needed but had come to the studio because he had nothing better to do, wanted to hang out with his friends and generally be a pain in the ass, was a great deal sadder about Gackt’s absence.
“He just completes me,” Jon said dreamily. “I can’t describe it.”
You grimaced. Jon had cornered him thirty minutes ago in the break area and had been talking at him about Gackt ever since. You had spent twenty nine of those minutes cursing his good upbringing and inability to be rude enough to tell Jon to shut the hell up.
“If you can’t describe it,” You said, “why bother trying? Just think about it quietly.”
“But you’re Gackt’s best friend!” Jon said, “I feel like I can talk to you about anything regarding Gackt. Does he talk to you about me?”
You bit back the many sarcastic answers that formed in his mind. “Sometimes.”
Jon bounced. Bounced. “What does he say about me? Is he nice? Does he say how much he loves me?”
You was spared having to answer by the delivery man who tentatively poked his head around the door. “I have a parcel for Jon Underdown? I’ve been told he’s in here?”
“That’s me,” Jon said brightly as he walked over to the door.
A bouquet of flowers nearly as big as Jon was thrust into his hands. There was a card sticking out of the top of the bouquet, and Jon eagerly opened it.
“Ohhhhh, they’re from Gakuchin!”
“Gakuchin?” You whispered to himself.
“He says that he’s really missing me and that every moment apart is like a lifetime.”
You rolled his eyes. “You last saw each other an hour ago.”
“I know,” Jon replied, “it’s been forever since I last saw his beautiful face.”
You really, really wished he hadn’t been bred to be polite, because he thought Jon would look rather fetching if he was forced to wear those flowers after being hit in the head with them.
*~*~*~
You was relaxing in Gackt’s living room after he’d finished his recording for the day. He’d claimed one of the soft couches for his own, and was lying on his back, his feet dangling over the edge as he napped. Takumi and Chacha were still strumming away and Jon had been called away to a Fade meeting so You was blissfully alone and away from star crossed vocalists.
Or at least, he had been.
“You-kun!”
You shuddered and woke, but refused to open his eyes. If he didn’t see Gackt and acknowledge that he was awake, maybe the singer would go away and leave him in peace.
No such luck.
“Wake up, You!”
If the loud cheery voice in his ear wasn’t enough to make You move, then the sharp pinch to his bare forearms certainly was. You opened his eyes and shrieked in an unmanly way when an unexpected ball of fluff filled his vision.
“Isn’t it cute?” Gackt said, moving the teddy bear from out of You’s face and to a safer distance away. “I bought it for Jon.”
“Of course you did,” You said angrily as he pulled himself into a sitting position.
Gackt immediately sat down on the part of the couch You had vacated. “Do you want to see the best part?”
“You’re going to show me anyway, aren’t you?” You groaned.
Gackt grinned wildly as he placed the oversized bear on his lap and squeezed its hand. A slightly robotic voice that sounded a lot like Gackt’s came from the bear and said three, simple words.
“I love you.”
“Do you think Jon will like it?” Gackt asked, a hint of nervousness creeping into his voice, “it’s our three week anniversary tomorrow so I wanted to get him something special.”
“So you thought you’d record yourself and put your voice in a bear?” You asked. Gackt nodded enthusiastically. “I’m sure he’ll love it,” You sighed.
“Yay!” Gackt said happily, “I just need to find a big shiny bow for Gakupo and then I can give him to Jon tomorrow.”
You paused. “Gakupo?”
“The bear.”
“Of course.”
*~*~*~
You was reaching his limit. Gackt and Jon and their increasingly sickly and soppy shows of affection were going to drive him crazy. Of course he’d seen Gackt with boyfriends and girlfriends before, but Gackt had never acted this… pathetic… before. Jon had brought out a side of Gackt that You had never seen before and he definitely didn’t approve.
You walked into the recording studio, and nearly walked straight back out again.
Gackt and Jon were stood in the middle of the room, hugging each other tightly as they rubbed noses.
They were Eskimo kissing.
You felt his last remaining ounce of politeness finally break into a million pieces.
“Will you guys give it a rest?” You exclaimed. “It’s like watching a bad Hollywood romance movie.”
“We love each other, You,” Gackt said. “What’s wrong with expressing that?”
“It’s making me want to throw up.”
Gackt pouted. “You don’t have to watch.”
“I can’t avoid you!” You shouted. “The two of you are everywhere! It’s like you’re following me and flaunting your romance at me.”
“Romance?” Gackt questioned. “Do you think we’re being romantic towards each other?”
You stared at Gackt like he’d never seen him before. “You’re being far too romantic, Gaku. It’s disturbing me.”
Gackt and Jon stopped hugging, and took a large step away from each other.
Jon looked at Gackt. “Is that good enough G?”
Gackt smiled and nodded. “That’s all I needed to hear. Thanks for your help, Jon.”
“Hey, no problem man!” Jon said brightly, “we were more intimate on stage so it wasn’t even that difficult. I should really go and see my girlfriend now though as I’ve been neglecting her these past three weeks.”
“I’ll buy her something nice as an apology,” Gackt said. “I do appreciate your help on this, Jon.”
Jon was almost out of the door before he answered. “It’s been fun, in a strange way. I don’t want to do it again though. Bye guys and good luck!”
You watched Jon leave the room and was completely confused. Jon had a girlfriend? He was cheating on Gackt and Gackt was not only aware, but he was okay with that? The Gackt that You knew would never accept that, or be this romantic.
Where was the real Gackt and what had happened to him?
“I have no idea what’s going on,” You admitted.
“Do you remember a conversation we had, about five weeks ago?” Gackt asked.
You was finding it increasingly difficult to keep up with Gackt and what was happening. “No.”
“You said to me that I didn’t have a romantic bone in my body,” Gackt answered. “Do you remember that?”
“Vaguely,” You replied, “but this isn’t explaining what is happening between you and Jon.”
“Actually, it is,” Gackt said softly, “if you listen properly.”
You was still clueless.
Gackt decided to take pity on him. “Jon and I were never dating. He isn’t gay and has a girlfriend. We were just pretending so that I could show you how romantic I can be,” Gackt said before adding, “although the romance kinda got out of hand this week… I didn’t mean to be that soppy.”
“I’m glad to hear that at least,” You muttered.
“Do you remember a conversation we had four weeks ago?” Gackt asked.
“I don’t remember every single conversation we have,” You snapped.
“You told me that you could never date anyone who wasn’t romantic.”
“So?” You said exasperated.
Gackt sighed. “I know I took it too far this week, but have I proven to you that I can be romantic enough for you to date me?”
You was speechless. And when Gackt picked up Gakupo the teddy bear from the table where Jon had left it and threw it at You, You found he could only do one thing.
You pressed Gakupo’s hand and heard Gackt’s voice speaking those three words in a clear, but robotic voice.
~owari
Notes
1) running out of ideas guys....
Author - unwritten_ideas
Rating - PG-13
Word Count - 1,561
Pairing - Gackt x Jon, Gackt x You
Characters - Gackt, Jon, You
Disclaimer - don’t own squat and if I did, I’d be posting this with pictures
Summary - Gackt is being far too romantic and it's driving You insane
You looked at the pen in his hand, and seriously considered using it to poke holes in his ear drums.
“No…… you hang up.”
Maybe he could rip the pages from the notepad he was scribbling in and stuff his ears full.
“I think you should hang up first.”
Or maybe, he could take his jacket off and wrap it around Gackt’s head as a makeshift gag.
“Okay, we’ll hang up together.”
You was sitting in Gackt’s spacious living room, and the singer was sitting next to him, iPhone glued to his ear as Gackt chatted to Jon, the newest unfortunate soul to occupy the position as Gackt’s boyfriend. They’d been chatting for an hour now, and by You’s count, the conversation about who was to hang up first had lasted for the last fifteen minutes.
“Aww, you say the sweetest things,” Gackt giggled.
Giggled.
Maybe You could wrestle the iPhone from Gackt’s hand and throw it into his hot tub.
*~*~*~
Gackt was busy recording interviews for his solo work, so the rest of the Chickenz were recording without him. They were still recording the guitar parts so Gackt’s presence wasn’t necessary and You, at least, was grateful for the break and the respite from Gackt and Jon staring lovingly at each other from their microphone stands.
Jon, who also wasn’t needed but had come to the studio because he had nothing better to do, wanted to hang out with his friends and generally be a pain in the ass, was a great deal sadder about Gackt’s absence.
“He just completes me,” Jon said dreamily. “I can’t describe it.”
You grimaced. Jon had cornered him thirty minutes ago in the break area and had been talking at him about Gackt ever since. You had spent twenty nine of those minutes cursing his good upbringing and inability to be rude enough to tell Jon to shut the hell up.
“If you can’t describe it,” You said, “why bother trying? Just think about it quietly.”
“But you’re Gackt’s best friend!” Jon said, “I feel like I can talk to you about anything regarding Gackt. Does he talk to you about me?”
You bit back the many sarcastic answers that formed in his mind. “Sometimes.”
Jon bounced. Bounced. “What does he say about me? Is he nice? Does he say how much he loves me?”
You was spared having to answer by the delivery man who tentatively poked his head around the door. “I have a parcel for Jon Underdown? I’ve been told he’s in here?”
“That’s me,” Jon said brightly as he walked over to the door.
A bouquet of flowers nearly as big as Jon was thrust into his hands. There was a card sticking out of the top of the bouquet, and Jon eagerly opened it.
“Ohhhhh, they’re from Gakuchin!”
“Gakuchin?” You whispered to himself.
“He says that he’s really missing me and that every moment apart is like a lifetime.”
You rolled his eyes. “You last saw each other an hour ago.”
“I know,” Jon replied, “it’s been forever since I last saw his beautiful face.”
You really, really wished he hadn’t been bred to be polite, because he thought Jon would look rather fetching if he was forced to wear those flowers after being hit in the head with them.
*~*~*~
You was relaxing in Gackt’s living room after he’d finished his recording for the day. He’d claimed one of the soft couches for his own, and was lying on his back, his feet dangling over the edge as he napped. Takumi and Chacha were still strumming away and Jon had been called away to a Fade meeting so You was blissfully alone and away from star crossed vocalists.
Or at least, he had been.
“You-kun!”
You shuddered and woke, but refused to open his eyes. If he didn’t see Gackt and acknowledge that he was awake, maybe the singer would go away and leave him in peace.
No such luck.
“Wake up, You!”
If the loud cheery voice in his ear wasn’t enough to make You move, then the sharp pinch to his bare forearms certainly was. You opened his eyes and shrieked in an unmanly way when an unexpected ball of fluff filled his vision.
“Isn’t it cute?” Gackt said, moving the teddy bear from out of You’s face and to a safer distance away. “I bought it for Jon.”
“Of course you did,” You said angrily as he pulled himself into a sitting position.
Gackt immediately sat down on the part of the couch You had vacated. “Do you want to see the best part?”
“You’re going to show me anyway, aren’t you?” You groaned.
Gackt grinned wildly as he placed the oversized bear on his lap and squeezed its hand. A slightly robotic voice that sounded a lot like Gackt’s came from the bear and said three, simple words.
“I love you.”
“Do you think Jon will like it?” Gackt asked, a hint of nervousness creeping into his voice, “it’s our three week anniversary tomorrow so I wanted to get him something special.”
“So you thought you’d record yourself and put your voice in a bear?” You asked. Gackt nodded enthusiastically. “I’m sure he’ll love it,” You sighed.
“Yay!” Gackt said happily, “I just need to find a big shiny bow for Gakupo and then I can give him to Jon tomorrow.”
You paused. “Gakupo?”
“The bear.”
“Of course.”
*~*~*~
You was reaching his limit. Gackt and Jon and their increasingly sickly and soppy shows of affection were going to drive him crazy. Of course he’d seen Gackt with boyfriends and girlfriends before, but Gackt had never acted this… pathetic… before. Jon had brought out a side of Gackt that You had never seen before and he definitely didn’t approve.
You walked into the recording studio, and nearly walked straight back out again.
Gackt and Jon were stood in the middle of the room, hugging each other tightly as they rubbed noses.
They were Eskimo kissing.
You felt his last remaining ounce of politeness finally break into a million pieces.
“Will you guys give it a rest?” You exclaimed. “It’s like watching a bad Hollywood romance movie.”
“We love each other, You,” Gackt said. “What’s wrong with expressing that?”
“It’s making me want to throw up.”
Gackt pouted. “You don’t have to watch.”
“I can’t avoid you!” You shouted. “The two of you are everywhere! It’s like you’re following me and flaunting your romance at me.”
“Romance?” Gackt questioned. “Do you think we’re being romantic towards each other?”
You stared at Gackt like he’d never seen him before. “You’re being far too romantic, Gaku. It’s disturbing me.”
Gackt and Jon stopped hugging, and took a large step away from each other.
Jon looked at Gackt. “Is that good enough G?”
Gackt smiled and nodded. “That’s all I needed to hear. Thanks for your help, Jon.”
“Hey, no problem man!” Jon said brightly, “we were more intimate on stage so it wasn’t even that difficult. I should really go and see my girlfriend now though as I’ve been neglecting her these past three weeks.”
“I’ll buy her something nice as an apology,” Gackt said. “I do appreciate your help on this, Jon.”
Jon was almost out of the door before he answered. “It’s been fun, in a strange way. I don’t want to do it again though. Bye guys and good luck!”
You watched Jon leave the room and was completely confused. Jon had a girlfriend? He was cheating on Gackt and Gackt was not only aware, but he was okay with that? The Gackt that You knew would never accept that, or be this romantic.
Where was the real Gackt and what had happened to him?
“I have no idea what’s going on,” You admitted.
“Do you remember a conversation we had, about five weeks ago?” Gackt asked.
You was finding it increasingly difficult to keep up with Gackt and what was happening. “No.”
“You said to me that I didn’t have a romantic bone in my body,” Gackt answered. “Do you remember that?”
“Vaguely,” You replied, “but this isn’t explaining what is happening between you and Jon.”
“Actually, it is,” Gackt said softly, “if you listen properly.”
You was still clueless.
Gackt decided to take pity on him. “Jon and I were never dating. He isn’t gay and has a girlfriend. We were just pretending so that I could show you how romantic I can be,” Gackt said before adding, “although the romance kinda got out of hand this week… I didn’t mean to be that soppy.”
“I’m glad to hear that at least,” You muttered.
“Do you remember a conversation we had four weeks ago?” Gackt asked.
“I don’t remember every single conversation we have,” You snapped.
“You told me that you could never date anyone who wasn’t romantic.”
“So?” You said exasperated.
Gackt sighed. “I know I took it too far this week, but have I proven to you that I can be romantic enough for you to date me?”
You was speechless. And when Gackt picked up Gakupo the teddy bear from the table where Jon had left it and threw it at You, You found he could only do one thing.
You pressed Gakupo’s hand and heard Gackt’s voice speaking those three words in a clear, but robotic voice.
~owari
Notes
1) running out of ideas guys....