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[Team 1] Time
Short blurb again. And I fail at not having Kisumai in it ._. Sorry!
Uh, also mods, how do I tag Yamapi?
The other looked just like he had so many years ago.
“Did you even get a day older?” Yamashita chuckled when he stepped into the studio. Parts of Kis-My-Ft2 had apparently just gotten back from a location shoot, in school uniforms. “How long has it been since graduation now? Ten years?”
Kitayama loosened his necktie, “Almost? Damn it, you’re making me feel old.”
“That’s because you are,” Yamashita laughed.
“Then so are you!”
“I am not denying that, am I?” Yamashita sauntered over to Kitayama and tugged on the necktie. “This really brings back memories now.”
“Still surprised how well you actually remember things about me now. We barely interacted but somehow the few times we did were memorable, huh?” Kitayama laughed and looked up at Yamashita when the other tugged the necktie off.
Yamashita hummed softly in agreement. “Time is an amazing thing.”
“Yamashita, we’re at the studio. Somebody could walk in any moment,” Kitayama raised an eyebrow when the other moved closer and just dropped the necktie on the table.
“I locked the door when I came in,” Yamashita smiled. “Who do you think I am? A junior?”
Snorting softly, Kitayama leaned back and sat on the table, “Should have known.”
“Let me steal some of your time then,” he pressed their lips against each other and his tongue snuck its way into Kitayama’s mouth.
Time was indeed a very mysterious and intriguing thing. It was amazing how things could change or would not change at all as it passed.
~*~
“So, who did you walk in on?” Kitayama asked afterwards as he got ready to leave and Yamashita got ready for his shoot.
Yamashita snorted softly, “You sound like it happens to you often.”
Kitayama looked at Yamashita gravely, “Finding a quiet place to nap is a challenge sometimes, you know? I can sleep everywhere but that doesn’t mean I want to.”
“Catching your group mates?” Yamashita had been there and done that.
“Nah, for them at least I know their preferences. I think I’ve made my way through all the kouhai and back again,” Kitayama sighed.
“Alright,” Yamashita admitted, “I believe it was Hokuto-kun with Jesse-kun.”
“Ah, them. Yeah. Let me guess, they forgot to lock the prop room again and were squished into it awkwardly because they’re both so tall,” Kitayama looked at Yamashita.
Blinking, Yamashita nodded, “I guess you have been there and back again, huh?”
“There and back again, a Hiromitsu’s tale?” Kitayama joked. “Is that supposed to be a jab at my height?” He kicked the other’s chair.
“Oi! Hey now,” Yamashita was laughing though.
Kitayama made a face, “Ugh. Screw you.”
“Later?” Yamashita wiggled his eyebrows.
Uh, also mods, how do I tag Yamapi?
The other looked just like he had so many years ago.
“Did you even get a day older?” Yamashita chuckled when he stepped into the studio. Parts of Kis-My-Ft2 had apparently just gotten back from a location shoot, in school uniforms. “How long has it been since graduation now? Ten years?”
Kitayama loosened his necktie, “Almost? Damn it, you’re making me feel old.”
“That’s because you are,” Yamashita laughed.
“Then so are you!”
“I am not denying that, am I?” Yamashita sauntered over to Kitayama and tugged on the necktie. “This really brings back memories now.”
“Still surprised how well you actually remember things about me now. We barely interacted but somehow the few times we did were memorable, huh?” Kitayama laughed and looked up at Yamashita when the other tugged the necktie off.
Yamashita hummed softly in agreement. “Time is an amazing thing.”
“Yamashita, we’re at the studio. Somebody could walk in any moment,” Kitayama raised an eyebrow when the other moved closer and just dropped the necktie on the table.
“I locked the door when I came in,” Yamashita smiled. “Who do you think I am? A junior?”
Snorting softly, Kitayama leaned back and sat on the table, “Should have known.”
“Let me steal some of your time then,” he pressed their lips against each other and his tongue snuck its way into Kitayama’s mouth.
Time was indeed a very mysterious and intriguing thing. It was amazing how things could change or would not change at all as it passed.
~*~
“So, who did you walk in on?” Kitayama asked afterwards as he got ready to leave and Yamashita got ready for his shoot.
Yamashita snorted softly, “You sound like it happens to you often.”
Kitayama looked at Yamashita gravely, “Finding a quiet place to nap is a challenge sometimes, you know? I can sleep everywhere but that doesn’t mean I want to.”
“Catching your group mates?” Yamashita had been there and done that.
“Nah, for them at least I know their preferences. I think I’ve made my way through all the kouhai and back again,” Kitayama sighed.
“Alright,” Yamashita admitted, “I believe it was Hokuto-kun with Jesse-kun.”
“Ah, them. Yeah. Let me guess, they forgot to lock the prop room again and were squished into it awkwardly because they’re both so tall,” Kitayama looked at Yamashita.
Blinking, Yamashita nodded, “I guess you have been there and back again, huh?”
“There and back again, a Hiromitsu’s tale?” Kitayama joked. “Is that supposed to be a jab at my height?” He kicked the other’s chair.
“Oi! Hey now,” Yamashita was laughing though.
Kitayama made a face, “Ugh. Screw you.”
“Later?” Yamashita wiggled his eyebrows.