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writetomyheart2012-10-08 07:44 pm
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[team 1] likes to laugh
No theme this round for Team One instead an extra word challenge! The challenge is that you have to use the chosen word at least once anywhere in your shiritori fic. The word is - Love - I thought for the first time it should be an easy word to incorporate and will also accept loves, loved, loving or lover. Remember the challenges are still optional and if you have any questions or suggestions please say.
Also remember Team One, you do have 3 days to take your turn so I hope no one feels pressured to write and post something quickly as soon as it's their turn just because we're apparently the fast team.
Note: This is set during DreamBoys 2006 if it wasn't clear.
His vision fades to black as the stage lights dim to nothing as part of lighting checks and rehearsals. Ohkura’s eyes are slow to adjust and he tries to feel his way in the shadows searching for a stage mark. Attempts going left but he bumps into the set scaffolding and gets turned around more times than he can track until he inevitably collides into another person — easy to guess who considering there’s only one other taller than him.
“Junno?” Ohkura whispers to confirm.
“Ding, ding, ding! Correct!” and the returning whisper is not nearly as quiet and Ohkura can hear the smile even if he can’t see it. “I think you’re lost Tacchon, you’re supposed to be on the other side of the stage.”
Whatever reply Ohkura had is cut off as Junno grasps him by the wrist and guides him effortlessly through the shadows to where he needs to be. The contact is brief but his skin imprints the memory of Junno’s grip so that Ohkura can still remember it later as he works off performance stress and nerves in the shower. The echo of Junno’s touch leaves him hotter than the water and steam and it’s easy to imagine the tight curl of Junno's fingers around his cock instead of his own.
During rests and lunch breaks Ohkura sits with the fellow members of Kanjani8, half listening to the group’s conversation while his main focus and attention drifts constantly over to the scatter of KAT-TUN still on the stage going over wire tricks. Junno tells his group a joke and it flops met with nothing but silence but Ohkura laughs so uncontrollably loud Junno looks over and notices.
Ohkura could recall on one hand still the number of times they’ve had a conversation longer than five minutes but there’s countless smiles — even at inopportune moments of live performances and serious scenes their gazes meet and Ohkura smiles just because Junno does too. At dance rehearsal Junno catches Ohkura watching in the mirror and winks before comically tap dancing for amusement. Ohkura laughs along like intended as an addictive warmth of happiness ripples through him.
Yasu tells Ohkura during a break, when it’s just the two of them, that apparently Junno has a girlfriend, maybe even loves her and Ohkura wonders later as he reaches for a tissue from the bedside table to clean up the streaks of fresh cum along his abdomen if he should feel guilty. If this is lewd or invasive of a new friendship, thoughts of Junno still haunting him like a dream. In the end he reasons that he likes to laugh and it’s just a crush, what harm will it be to anyone but himself.
The next morning Junno greets Ohkura with broken Kansai-ben and a pun that has Ohkura in fits unable to stop, butterflies tickling his insides and stealing his breath so he can barely speak.
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Also remember Team One, you do have 3 days to take your turn so I hope no one feels pressured to write and post something quickly as soon as it's their turn just because we're apparently the fast team.
Note: This is set during DreamBoys 2006 if it wasn't clear.
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His vision fades to black as the stage lights dim to nothing as part of lighting checks and rehearsals. Ohkura’s eyes are slow to adjust and he tries to feel his way in the shadows searching for a stage mark. Attempts going left but he bumps into the set scaffolding and gets turned around more times than he can track until he inevitably collides into another person — easy to guess who considering there’s only one other taller than him.
“Junno?” Ohkura whispers to confirm.
“Ding, ding, ding! Correct!” and the returning whisper is not nearly as quiet and Ohkura can hear the smile even if he can’t see it. “I think you’re lost Tacchon, you’re supposed to be on the other side of the stage.”
Whatever reply Ohkura had is cut off as Junno grasps him by the wrist and guides him effortlessly through the shadows to where he needs to be. The contact is brief but his skin imprints the memory of Junno’s grip so that Ohkura can still remember it later as he works off performance stress and nerves in the shower. The echo of Junno’s touch leaves him hotter than the water and steam and it’s easy to imagine the tight curl of Junno's fingers around his cock instead of his own.
During rests and lunch breaks Ohkura sits with the fellow members of Kanjani8, half listening to the group’s conversation while his main focus and attention drifts constantly over to the scatter of KAT-TUN still on the stage going over wire tricks. Junno tells his group a joke and it flops met with nothing but silence but Ohkura laughs so uncontrollably loud Junno looks over and notices.
Ohkura could recall on one hand still the number of times they’ve had a conversation longer than five minutes but there’s countless smiles — even at inopportune moments of live performances and serious scenes their gazes meet and Ohkura smiles just because Junno does too. At dance rehearsal Junno catches Ohkura watching in the mirror and winks before comically tap dancing for amusement. Ohkura laughs along like intended as an addictive warmth of happiness ripples through him.
Yasu tells Ohkura during a break, when it’s just the two of them, that apparently Junno has a girlfriend, maybe even loves her and Ohkura wonders later as he reaches for a tissue from the bedside table to clean up the streaks of fresh cum along his abdomen if he should feel guilty. If this is lewd or invasive of a new friendship, thoughts of Junno still haunting him like a dream. In the end he reasons that he likes to laugh and it’s just a crush, what harm will it be to anyone but himself.
The next morning Junno greets Ohkura with broken Kansai-ben and a pun that has Ohkura in fits unable to stop, butterflies tickling his insides and stealing his breath so he can barely speak.
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noella84 (～・ω・)～