Picture-drabbles

[h_itoshi]

Title: Picture-drabbles
Fandoms: Hey! Say! JUMP, Sexy Zone, NEWS, Kis-My-Ft2
Ratings: PG for implications
Wordcount: 10 x 150-250
Notes: I suck at writing alone. So not much gets written lately, and I decided to give my "write fic about this sometime" picture folder a try. Result is ten random drabbles based on pictures I've gathered over the past like year. Mostly Jump (sorry), but some other groups too. Just to feel that I'm writing SOMETHING lol.

Yamada jumps when he feels a touch on his bare arm during the interview, but luckily he's not the one talking so nobody notices. He looks down to see fingertips gently running from the inside of his elbow and tracing his veins down his forearm.

Hikaru cackles at something Yabu said, and Yamada feels safe to turn to the owner of the hand. Chinen looks the opposite of guilty, smiling towards the other end of the table where the talking is happening like he actually follows it, but when Yamada tilts his head, he glances at him instead.

“You got tanned.” Chinen leans a little closer to say quietly, and Yamada frowns, because he hasn't been in the sun for weeks. “I didn't notice.”

Yamada is about to reply that he clearly isn't looking then, but Keito gets a question next to him and he doesn't have the opportunity. But the fingertips trail down his arm to his hand, and when Chinen's hand carefully slips into his and laces their fingers together, Yamada just accepts this as a random display of affection, and he can't keep from smiling.

~*~

It's difficult, sometimes. Like when they're asked to be touchy for a photoshoot or skit on stage, or when Yabu pretends to kiss him or whatever. He can handle it, of course he can. But it hurts afterwards, because he knows it's not real, but it's a hint of what it could have been. It's been ages, really. Hikaru doesn't know for how long, probably since before he understood what love was. And he's handled it, through the years and all they've brought with them, because even though it should be easy to say it, he can't.

In the end, it just tips over at an afterparty, when Hikaru's drunk and so is Yabu and they're high on concert adrenaline and life, and Hikaru just grabs Yabu's shirt and demands they make out.

It's not the way he'd always imagined it would happen, but the end result is definitely worth it.

~*~

Daiki doesn't give a damn about architecture, buildings or materials used in making them. He cares if possibly even less about building sketches and blueprints. But somehow, when Inoo rambles on about it so fast he almost stumbles over his words in his eagerness to get them out, eyes shining with excitement as he grabs Daiki's arm to point something out to him, he can't help but listen with a smile. He doesn't get a third of the stuff Inoo's saying, instead looks at things like the decorations in the elevator and the cool ceiling, but it's adorable how Inoo's so excited. Hearing people talk about their passions is always interesting, and for once Daiki doesn't feel like he has anything he wants said in the conversation, just lets Inoo have his monologue and watches his eyes sparkle.

Going to Sky Tree just the two of them was a really good idea, whoever had it.

~*~

Being the group baby has about a hundred perks, Chinen thinks. Sometimes it's really annoying that everyone keeps looking after him, and when he was seventeen and rebellious he hated it, that nobody would let him just do things on his own. But these days he's at peace with it, that everyone does things for him and honestly spoils him rotten without really thinking about it. Yamada and Daiki are the worst, since Yamada buys him things expensive enough he wouldn't even buy them for himself just because “he thought of Chinen” and Daiki pets him and gives him extra clothes so he won't be cold and lets him sleep on his shoulder and God knows what. Sometimes, Chinen muses, they're kind of like his parents, and it never fails to make him laugh and debate who's the mother and who's the father. But, he figures when Daiki promptly wraps his fluffy scarf around Chinen's neck because it IS winter and Chinen smiles and says thanks, it's pretty nice. His own parents actually expects him to act like an adult.

~*~

The prickling feeling that someone is watching him is unsettling. It makes him jumpy and keeps his nerves on edge, and there shouldn't even be anyone there. The first time he gets the feeling he's entirely alone at home and his apartment isn't even big. He could just swear someone is watching him from behind when he's having dinner before the TV, but when he turns around, there's of course no one there. But the feeling lingers and after a while, he has to get up and go through the apartment once to make sure there's no one there. He checks the lock on the door just to be sure. He's just imagining things. But it happens again a few days later, and this time he could swear he sees a figure standing just behind the couch, and it has his heart racing in fear. He almost felt like it looked like himself. He shakes his head and tries to forget about it, but when he goes to bed, he's scared to turn out the light for the first time since he was a kid.

~*~

Black and white pictures are the best, there's no doubt. Yuto does like colour too, of course, the things you can do with the light in spring or summer nights or winter mornings are spectacular, but for just capturing moments, black and white is amazing. It makes things look more ethereal than they are, can turn a dance practice into a piece of art and someone buying coffee into something emotional. He goes through the pictures he has of his band mates since they're using some of them for the big screens during the concert. Lots of them are hilarious since these boys are masters at making faces, but he likes the ones where he's caught them off guard the most. The natural them, when they're concentrating or just moving to music or looks blindly into nothing while lost in thought. It shows them as they really are, and what they all are to him. Beautiful.

~*~

There's just something about gloves, Daiki can't help but think. How it's like putting on an attitude, a class and posture that isn't there normally. Putting on a protection because whatever you're doing, you're above getting your hands dirty, and somehow it feels like putting on dominance in a piece of clothing. And so, when Yamada wears gloves, Daiki doesn't really know what to do with himself. Yamada is quick to figure it out, of course, it only takes a couple of times before his questioning looks turn knowing, and he starts doing... things. Like playing with his fingers like he wouldn't otherwise, or straightening up and getting this superior look suitable of a French aristocrat.

But all of it is nothing compared to when he puts leather clad fingers to his mouth and bites at the tip of the glove, starting to pull it off with his teeth. Because if wearing the gloves means you're too good to get your hands dirty, taking them off means the opposite.

~*~

The way Kento looks at Yamada is comparable to how Kitayama-senpai looks at food, Fuma uses to joke, which embarrasses Kento to the end of the world. But it's true. It's always been that way, as soon as Yamada is within a thirty metre radius, Kento is impossible to communicate with. He keeps glancing, looking, longing, and even though Fuma's asked what he's trying to achieve, Kento just laughs it off in embarrassment and mumbles that it's nothing and how does Fuma looks at Sakurai-kun anyway.

But it's not the same, Fuma knows and Kento probably knows to. Fuma admires Sho, but Yamada is more than that to Kento. Not just someone he idolizes, but someone he wants, loves, or wants to be. Fuma's not sure what exactly it is, but he doesn't think he wants to know either. All he knows is that Kento says he “can't be friends” with Yamada, and that he keeps shooting him strangely longing gazes from a distance.

~*~

Tegoshi is like a walking disaster. He's all strong will, stupid pranks, ignorant comments and vibrant sexuality and it's impossible not to be drawn in even if you try to resist. Massu resisted for a long time, but being shoved together as much as they are, it was only a matter of time. Especially when Tegoshi realized that Massu wasn't kissing his shoes, and started making an active effort in snaring him like he did everyone else. It was a combination of lapse of judgement, alcohol and resignation that had them ending up in bed together, and after that, their dynamics shifted. Because suddenly, Tegoshi wasn't only trying to snare him just because he could, he was purposely seducing Massu because he wanted him, and Massu didn't always let him succeed. Their relationship had always been a bit different, but this seemingly never-ending tug-of-war between controlling and giving in makes Massu wish he'd been stronger and never given in from the start.

~*~

“No I don't think... I'm not very good with sports.” Senga tries to explain and holds onto the low brick fence he's sitting on just to make sure he won't have to leave it.

“Oh come on, who are you going to embarrass yourself before?” Nikaido rolls his eyes and holds the basketball out with a small smile and eyes sparkling mischievously. “Just try it.”

“But I can't.” Senga argues, and his voice comes out a little whinier than he intended.

“Of course you can.” Nikaido presses, and Senga bites his lip because he's considering it.

But years of being bullied for being a bookworm and for having glasses and good grades and high collar knit shirts has left its traces, and it has him hesitating still. Even if he has Nikaido now, Nikaido who's carefree and good at sports and not very clever at all but he's the best.

“I'll show you how to, come on.” Nikaido demands when Senga doesn't speak, and it's not a question anymore, and Senga finds himself rising before his mind settled on actually doing so.

That's just what Nikaido does to him; speaks to his reactions before his brain has its say in anything, and it's scary and thrilling at the same time.

But, he thinks as Nikaido stands behind him to guide his movements after handing him the ball, he likes it.

~*~

Comments

[lilly0]

I love these <3
The one with Chinen being the group's baby is so lovely. And the Nikaido/Senga one. Actually I liked all of them! Thanks for sharing!!

[h-itoshi.livejournal.com]

Thank you, happy you liked them <3

[snowqueenofhoth.livejournal.com]

Nisen~ ♥

[h-itoshi.livejournal.com]

xD <3