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[Team 1] Videogame
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loveandcoffee ♥
“Start!”
As soon as the lights turn green, Tama is pressing all the game controller’s buttons at once, bending forward as moving his body would actually help the car on the screen go faster.
Miyata is a bit more tactical. Mario Kart is not Miyata’s favourite game, but he used to play a lot with his brother... before the other became too good at it and started winning every single race. But he played long enough for his hands to remember when to press which buttons without thinking too much.
Miyata almost never hits a wall nor random objects that would make him slow down. Tamamori instead is struggling, messy and completely random in his movements.
Tamamori groans.
“Miyata, why don’t you just let me win!” Tamamori shouts, wrinkling his face in frustration.
Tamamori doesn’t notice it at first, but after half a minute he sees Miyata’s car appearing on his screen, just in front of his. Tamamori is suspicious, but he waits for Miyata to fall off a bridge clearly on purpose before he screams again.
“Miyata, why are you letting me win!!” Tamamori throws the controller at Miyata.
“You just asked...?!” Miyata rubs his arm. He probably got a bruise, but the thought makes him happy as he likes to think of them as love marks.
“Don’t do everything I ask you!” Tamamori says at first. “... but sometimes do them!”.
Miyacchi sighs as a feeling of fulfillment spreads through his body.
He loves when his life is hard.
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I called them cars, but technically they’re karts 'k u__u
Your turnorange_c_c~ :3/
loveandcoffee ♥ “Start!”
As soon as the lights turn green, Tama is pressing all the game controller’s buttons at once, bending forward as moving his body would actually help the car on the screen go faster.
Miyata is a bit more tactical. Mario Kart is not Miyata’s favourite game, but he used to play a lot with his brother... before the other became too good at it and started winning every single race. But he played long enough for his hands to remember when to press which buttons without thinking too much.
Miyata almost never hits a wall nor random objects that would make him slow down. Tamamori instead is struggling, messy and completely random in his movements.
Tamamori groans.
“Miyata, why don’t you just let me win!” Tamamori shouts, wrinkling his face in frustration.
Tamamori doesn’t notice it at first, but after half a minute he sees Miyata’s car appearing on his screen, just in front of his. Tamamori is suspicious, but he waits for Miyata to fall off a bridge clearly on purpose before he screams again.
“Miyata, why are you letting me win!!” Tamamori throws the controller at Miyata.
“You just asked...?!” Miyata rubs his arm. He probably got a bruise, but the thought makes him happy as he likes to think of them as love marks.
“Don’t do everything I ask you!” Tamamori says at first. “... but sometimes do them!”.
Miyacchi sighs as a feeling of fulfillment spreads through his body.
He loves when his life is hard.
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Your turn
orange_c_c~ :3/
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/sniggers.
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LMAO 8DDDD
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*showers with hearts*
bending forward as moving his body would actually help the car on the screen go faster
I know how you feel, Tama XD;;; my brother made me play crash bandicoot just to look at me jump together with him and laugh
THE LOVE MARKS I CANNOT (／∇ ＼)
“Don’t do everything I ask you!” Tamamori says at first. “... but sometimes do them!”.
If this isn't Tama to Miyata in a nutshell, what is. XD
Thanks so much Sanchan ;________; ♥ you're the best.
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