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[Team 3] Staging an intervention.
A continuation of this
Currently "one-sided" FujigayaxKitayma and "one-sided" FijigayaxYokoo" with mentioned YokooxKitayama.
Summary: Fujigaya is trying really hard to get over both of them, but nothing about his life is easy.
Mentions of A.B.C-Z
“Next time, try and pretend that hate me just a little bit more. I am not sure that it came across in the shoot at all, just to the photographers and staff.” Kitayama scoffs, pushing away from Fujigaya and shuffling across the room to where Yokoo and Nikaido were chatting. It was hard to tell if he was serious, or joking, but Fujigaya was exhausted from the effort of not giving into the comfort of the snuggles, the closeness and the contact with Kitayama. The man was warm, and firm and soft, and so many things.
He just wanted more that he could have.
Fujigaya’s eyes tracked the older man across the room, watching the way that he slung an arm around Yokoo’s shoulders, leaning into the other man. Yokoo didn't even hesitate, he slung an arm around Kitayama’s waist, holding the other in place.
They looked good together.
With a sigh, running his hand through his hair, Fujigaya shuffled to the other side of the room, where the snack and drink table was. He wanted that to be him. So unfair.
Yes, he has told Kitayama to take care of Yokoo. And yes, after that he might have been avoiding spending time with Yokoo outside of work, but the man was obviously with Kitayama, and you didn't hang out with your best friend when you want him and his boyfriend, that just wasn't what was done. He was not going to come between them, even if part of him wanted to.
Neither of them had spoken of it to him since his words to Kitayama. It was probably best that way.
What he did not see, however, was the worried glances that both of them were shooting him from across the room, the soft whispers between the two that were nothing like romance, and very much unhappy frantic how the hell did it turn out like this whispers.
Which was probably a good thing for his mental health and happiness, since he was doing his best to stay away. For their sakes, and his own. Since they had one another, they didn't need him. But he was very tired, and it was very hard.
With a sigh, Tamamori glared at the oldest 3/7th of his band leaning back against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest.
“I seriously cannot believe those idiots though that the jealousy strategy was the best one to use.” Tamamori grumbled softly, and he stiffened slightly when Mitaya settled against the wall next to him.
“KitaMitsu didn't so much think it out, as Taipi saw them, confronted him, told him to take care of Watta, and then they both freaked out about it.” Miyata’s voice was soft and Tamamori shot a sharp glare at him, his eyes narrowed. “You didn't have to tell me, I took KitaMitsu out to ramen after the pair photoshoot he and Taipi had. He was upset enough not to need any prodding to talk about it. ”
Tamamori hmmed, shaking his head. “Taipi is hurting, a lot and they aren’t helping.”
“Tsuka-chan said that Hasshi is starting to worry, since not even his love and affection and mothers cookies are making things better. Which means that Goseki-sama is getting upset that the dynamics of his band are off.” Miyata watched Tamamori out of the corner of his eye, the other nodding, his face firm.
“We have to stage an intervention. I will talk to A.B.C-Z and see what fits into their schedule. But we need to do something soon, before those two hurt him more than he is able to forgive.”
Tamamori paused, as he could hear Fujigaya talking into his cell phone, making plans with Kawai that night. He kept insisting that things were fine, really fine, he was just tired, and he just needed a change of pace after the work day.
Tamamori paused, looking at Miyata. “Is getting A.B.C-Z to help us really the best idea? We could handle it ourselves.”
Miyata chuckled, his smile spreading wide over his face. “They are friends too, and they do care. Just as much as we do. And Hasshi and Tottsu were the one that Taipi went to with this first, after all.”
Tamamori nodded as Miyata continued. “We just have to ignore all non Magical Boy Cherry's style suggestions of locking them in a closet with Taipi only wearing cherry flavored edible underwear.”
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rikikomori, you are up!
Currently "one-sided" FujigayaxKitayma and "one-sided" FijigayaxYokoo" with mentioned YokooxKitayama.
Summary: Fujigaya is trying really hard to get over both of them, but nothing about his life is easy.
Mentions of A.B.C-Z
“Next time, try and pretend that hate me just a little bit more. I am not sure that it came across in the shoot at all, just to the photographers and staff.” Kitayama scoffs, pushing away from Fujigaya and shuffling across the room to where Yokoo and Nikaido were chatting. It was hard to tell if he was serious, or joking, but Fujigaya was exhausted from the effort of not giving into the comfort of the snuggles, the closeness and the contact with Kitayama. The man was warm, and firm and soft, and so many things.
He just wanted more that he could have.
Fujigaya’s eyes tracked the older man across the room, watching the way that he slung an arm around Yokoo’s shoulders, leaning into the other man. Yokoo didn't even hesitate, he slung an arm around Kitayama’s waist, holding the other in place.
They looked good together.
With a sigh, running his hand through his hair, Fujigaya shuffled to the other side of the room, where the snack and drink table was. He wanted that to be him. So unfair.
Yes, he has told Kitayama to take care of Yokoo. And yes, after that he might have been avoiding spending time with Yokoo outside of work, but the man was obviously with Kitayama, and you didn't hang out with your best friend when you want him and his boyfriend, that just wasn't what was done. He was not going to come between them, even if part of him wanted to.
Neither of them had spoken of it to him since his words to Kitayama. It was probably best that way.
What he did not see, however, was the worried glances that both of them were shooting him from across the room, the soft whispers between the two that were nothing like romance, and very much unhappy frantic how the hell did it turn out like this whispers.
Which was probably a good thing for his mental health and happiness, since he was doing his best to stay away. For their sakes, and his own. Since they had one another, they didn't need him. But he was very tired, and it was very hard.
With a sigh, Tamamori glared at the oldest 3/7th of his band leaning back against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest.
“I seriously cannot believe those idiots though that the jealousy strategy was the best one to use.” Tamamori grumbled softly, and he stiffened slightly when Mitaya settled against the wall next to him.
“KitaMitsu didn't so much think it out, as Taipi saw them, confronted him, told him to take care of Watta, and then they both freaked out about it.” Miyata’s voice was soft and Tamamori shot a sharp glare at him, his eyes narrowed. “You didn't have to tell me, I took KitaMitsu out to ramen after the pair photoshoot he and Taipi had. He was upset enough not to need any prodding to talk about it. ”
Tamamori hmmed, shaking his head. “Taipi is hurting, a lot and they aren’t helping.”
“Tsuka-chan said that Hasshi is starting to worry, since not even his love and affection and mothers cookies are making things better. Which means that Goseki-sama is getting upset that the dynamics of his band are off.” Miyata watched Tamamori out of the corner of his eye, the other nodding, his face firm.
“We have to stage an intervention. I will talk to A.B.C-Z and see what fits into their schedule. But we need to do something soon, before those two hurt him more than he is able to forgive.”
Tamamori paused, as he could hear Fujigaya talking into his cell phone, making plans with Kawai that night. He kept insisting that things were fine, really fine, he was just tired, and he just needed a change of pace after the work day.
Tamamori paused, looking at Miyata. “Is getting A.B.C-Z to help us really the best idea? We could handle it ourselves.”
Miyata chuckled, his smile spreading wide over his face. “They are friends too, and they do care. Just as much as we do. And Hasshi and Tottsu were the one that Taipi went to with this first, after all.”
Tamamori nodded as Miyata continued. “We just have to ignore all non Magical Boy Cherry's style suggestions of locking them in a closet with Taipi only wearing cherry flavored edible underwear.”
rikikomori, you are up!
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*slaps kitayama and yokoo both* O':
But that line at the end XDD too funny hehehe
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Sorry for the late reply! Golden week was a horrible busy time.
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I'd love to read a continuation of this, though!!!!
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