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writetomyheart2013-04-08 11:01 pm
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[team 1] suggestions
Crazy_otaku911 is having kittens and laptop troubles so she skipped. This is just a short thing inspired by the most recent Duet where Miyata and Tama said they would like to share a hotel room alone - ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rockthecliche you're up
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“He suggested it.” Tamamori is quick to excuse as Kitayama strides into the hotel room at an ungodly hour after some staff party to find Miyata and Tamamori barricaded in a makeshift fort of pillows and blankets and wrapped all around one another.
“Tama-chan was cold~” Miyata sing songs happily in explanation, arms impossibly tight, close enough that the exhale of each breath heat waves across Tamamori’s skin.
Kitayama just scoffs in reply at them as he makes his way around upturned suitcases and into the ensuite bathroom.
“Stop it.” Tamamori squirms as Miyata’s fingertips skim along the edge of his sweat-pants, teasingly slipping under than out of the elastic waistband. “If he takes a bath we might have time.” Miyata counters and while Tamamori usually likes to move at his own oddly patterned pace, be spoilt for hours, something is better than nothing.
But Kitayama doesn’t take a bath instead he brushes his teeth in record time and Miyata’s hands and mouth have miniscule moments to get to the places Tamamori wants them to before Kitayama is back in the room strumming at his guitar and asking them if they want to order room service.
Almost a year later, before the next tour, a magazine questions the group about hotel sleeping arrangements. Predictably Nikaido and Senga giggle mischievously and Yokoo and Fujigaya share sweet quiet smiles. As a joke (or perhaps a truth covered in a joke Tamamori thinks) Miyata announces he wants to room alone with Tamamori and is met obviously by laughter from the other members and then evil grins of magazine staff always happy to hear BL quotes.
As subtly as he can before the interview moves on Tamamori adds on that he agrees.
rockthecliche you're up-
“He suggested it.” Tamamori is quick to excuse as Kitayama strides into the hotel room at an ungodly hour after some staff party to find Miyata and Tamamori barricaded in a makeshift fort of pillows and blankets and wrapped all around one another.
“Tama-chan was cold~” Miyata sing songs happily in explanation, arms impossibly tight, close enough that the exhale of each breath heat waves across Tamamori’s skin.
Kitayama just scoffs in reply at them as he makes his way around upturned suitcases and into the ensuite bathroom.
“Stop it.” Tamamori squirms as Miyata’s fingertips skim along the edge of his sweat-pants, teasingly slipping under than out of the elastic waistband. “If he takes a bath we might have time.” Miyata counters and while Tamamori usually likes to move at his own oddly patterned pace, be spoilt for hours, something is better than nothing.
But Kitayama doesn’t take a bath instead he brushes his teeth in record time and Miyata’s hands and mouth have miniscule moments to get to the places Tamamori wants them to before Kitayama is back in the room strumming at his guitar and asking them if they want to order room service.
Almost a year later, before the next tour, a magazine questions the group about hotel sleeping arrangements. Predictably Nikaido and Senga giggle mischievously and Yokoo and Fujigaya share sweet quiet smiles. As a joke (or perhaps a truth covered in a joke Tamamori thinks) Miyata announces he wants to room alone with Tamamori and is met obviously by laughter from the other members and then evil grins of magazine staff always happy to hear BL quotes.
As subtly as he can before the interview moves on Tamamori adds on that he agrees.