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writetomyheart2013-03-09 10:58 am
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[Team 1] Blond Bombshell
I actually felt like writing again, somewhat.
Sleep usually came easily to him these days but not so tonight. Totsuka could still feel the exhaustion from their trip to Australia in his bones as well as all the promotion work they were doing for their new DVD. It was a good and happy kind of exhaustion, mind you.
The reason why he couldn’t sleep was not that his body refused to let him get some rest. No, this reason was out of his control - at least right now. Sometimes the other would actually listen to him but a while ago - probably when the other had made the impossible possible - the older four of them had agreed to just let Hashimoto do whatever he pleased. Good things seemed to happen when their youngest did.
“I want you, Tottsu,” blond Hashimoto was an accident that had already happened and that wasn’t just bound to happen. Of course Totsuka - and the others - were happy that the other was getting so much exposure and the opportunity to act in dramas but that left them to cope with all the ‘side effects’.
When Hashimoto had bounced into their changing room with the new hairdo...
Totsuka was glad that no cameras had been around. The shots would probably have made the cameraman or woman a very rich person but well.
Thinking back, Totsuka could actually laugh a little bit at the way they had all reacted now. It was rather hilarious if you thought about it. Tsukada had been doing his push-ups but the moment he had laid eyes on Hashimoto his hands had slid from under him, making him fall flat onto his stomach with a surprised ‘oof’.
Goseki had blinked and raised his eyebrows at first before saying, “That looks pretty different on you, Ryosuke. I guess it will take some time to get used to.” And then he had run straight into Kawai, who’d been standing right next to him.
Said Kawai had been rendered completely and utterly speechless by the blond shock of hair on their youngest member’s head. The other had opened his mouth so say something or even make some kind of noise but nothing seemed to be coming out and even gesture wise, Kawai remained silent and unmoving. It was as silent as the other could get really.
Totsuka remembered swallowing hard at what he had laid eyes onto that day. And he had tried to shove all thoughts he had about it into some far away corner of his mind.
He had tried to think about different things to calm himself down, for example how he himself, wasn’t someone who suited other colors other than his natural black. He’d been there and done that, back in the days when he’d been younger, had been carefree and had just let himself get dragged along to the hair stylist by Kitayama.
A very bad idea, as it turned out. His friend had apologized sincerely afterwards. Especially because they’d had Shokura recording right after. Totsuka had forgiven Kitayama for it.
“Tottsu, your mind! Here! I want your attention!” Hashimoto had moved in dangerously close and Totsuka shivered when he felt Hashimoto’s breath on his skin. The other had learned to use his height advantage - something Goseki still wanted to lynch people for.
“You have my attention,” Totsuka sounded calmer than he felt on the inside.
The dark, smoldering look Hashimoto gave him - he was going to ask DUET to kick Fujigaya for this one - made him take a step back nervously. Well, he could see why Hashimoto had been cast for the role he had been given.
From one moment to the next, Hashimoto’s expression changed completely and he grinned at Totsuka, taking the other’s hand and shoving it into his hair. “Does it feel different? I was so excited to see the result! This is the first time I’m allowed to dye my hair so obviously!!”
Smiling, Totsuka relaxed a bit. He ran his fingers through the other’s hair gently. “It looks different but it looks good on you. And before you ask, yes, I think the others think so, too.”
“Tottsu knows what I want even before I can ask for it,” Hashimoto’s grin widened, “I like that.” He leaned in closer, “Well, then I won’t need to tell you what I want because you already know, right?” The grin widened into a smirk - an expression Totsuka had conflicting thoughts and feelings about - and Hashimoto leaned in for a kiss.
It wasn’t one of those slow kisses that got you into the mood first. Hashimoto went straight for the goal. Totsuka had to struggle a bit to catch up and most importantly, keep up.
“This is the last night we have to ourselves in a while,” Hashimoto whispered when he pulled away after sucking all air out of Totsuka’s lungs. “I’ll be away for filming and then we’ll have rehearsals and everything, too. We’ll be too tired. So I want you to make this worthwhile and I will promise to return the favor.”
He took Totsuka’s hand once again to guide it, down his body this time. “Okay?” Hashimoto didn’t wait for a reply once again and shoved Totsuka’s hand straight down and into his pants.
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mousapelli, you're up \:D/
Sleep usually came easily to him these days but not so tonight. Totsuka could still feel the exhaustion from their trip to Australia in his bones as well as all the promotion work they were doing for their new DVD. It was a good and happy kind of exhaustion, mind you.
The reason why he couldn’t sleep was not that his body refused to let him get some rest. No, this reason was out of his control - at least right now. Sometimes the other would actually listen to him but a while ago - probably when the other had made the impossible possible - the older four of them had agreed to just let Hashimoto do whatever he pleased. Good things seemed to happen when their youngest did.
“I want you, Tottsu,” blond Hashimoto was an accident that had already happened and that wasn’t just bound to happen. Of course Totsuka - and the others - were happy that the other was getting so much exposure and the opportunity to act in dramas but that left them to cope with all the ‘side effects’.
When Hashimoto had bounced into their changing room with the new hairdo...
Totsuka was glad that no cameras had been around. The shots would probably have made the cameraman or woman a very rich person but well.
Thinking back, Totsuka could actually laugh a little bit at the way they had all reacted now. It was rather hilarious if you thought about it. Tsukada had been doing his push-ups but the moment he had laid eyes on Hashimoto his hands had slid from under him, making him fall flat onto his stomach with a surprised ‘oof’.
Goseki had blinked and raised his eyebrows at first before saying, “That looks pretty different on you, Ryosuke. I guess it will take some time to get used to.” And then he had run straight into Kawai, who’d been standing right next to him.
Said Kawai had been rendered completely and utterly speechless by the blond shock of hair on their youngest member’s head. The other had opened his mouth so say something or even make some kind of noise but nothing seemed to be coming out and even gesture wise, Kawai remained silent and unmoving. It was as silent as the other could get really.
Totsuka remembered swallowing hard at what he had laid eyes onto that day. And he had tried to shove all thoughts he had about it into some far away corner of his mind.
He had tried to think about different things to calm himself down, for example how he himself, wasn’t someone who suited other colors other than his natural black. He’d been there and done that, back in the days when he’d been younger, had been carefree and had just let himself get dragged along to the hair stylist by Kitayama.
A very bad idea, as it turned out. His friend had apologized sincerely afterwards. Especially because they’d had Shokura recording right after. Totsuka had forgiven Kitayama for it.
“Tottsu, your mind! Here! I want your attention!” Hashimoto had moved in dangerously close and Totsuka shivered when he felt Hashimoto’s breath on his skin. The other had learned to use his height advantage - something Goseki still wanted to lynch people for.
“You have my attention,” Totsuka sounded calmer than he felt on the inside.
The dark, smoldering look Hashimoto gave him - he was going to ask DUET to kick Fujigaya for this one - made him take a step back nervously. Well, he could see why Hashimoto had been cast for the role he had been given.
From one moment to the next, Hashimoto’s expression changed completely and he grinned at Totsuka, taking the other’s hand and shoving it into his hair. “Does it feel different? I was so excited to see the result! This is the first time I’m allowed to dye my hair so obviously!!”
Smiling, Totsuka relaxed a bit. He ran his fingers through the other’s hair gently. “It looks different but it looks good on you. And before you ask, yes, I think the others think so, too.”
“Tottsu knows what I want even before I can ask for it,” Hashimoto’s grin widened, “I like that.” He leaned in closer, “Well, then I won’t need to tell you what I want because you already know, right?” The grin widened into a smirk - an expression Totsuka had conflicting thoughts and feelings about - and Hashimoto leaned in for a kiss.
It wasn’t one of those slow kisses that got you into the mood first. Hashimoto went straight for the goal. Totsuka had to struggle a bit to catch up and most importantly, keep up.
“This is the last night we have to ourselves in a while,” Hashimoto whispered when he pulled away after sucking all air out of Totsuka’s lungs. “I’ll be away for filming and then we’ll have rehearsals and everything, too. We’ll be too tired. So I want you to make this worthwhile and I will promise to return the favor.”
He took Totsuka’s hand once again to guide it, down his body this time. “Okay?” Hashimoto didn’t wait for a reply once again and shoved Totsuka’s hand straight down and into his pants.
Okay,
mousapelli, you're up \:D/
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BLOND HASSHI IS WAY TOO MUCH
also pfft about tottsu being dragging to the questionable hair stylist with mitsu, hahahahahahaha