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writetomyheart2014-08-30 02:38 pm
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[Team 1] Top Priority
MiyaTama that came to me out of the blue.
True to his words, Tamamori stood in Miyata’s room an hour after sending the message. It had started like it usually did. Tamamori had been bored and as usual when he was bored, he’d sent Miyata a message. Sometime during the exchange of messages, Tamamori had told Miyata that he would come over now and set some things straight, set Miyata’s priorities straight. And so here he was, standing in Miyata’s room, looking at a series of Love Live posters. A group of anime girls was smiling back at him.
Looking at one of them in particular, he muttered, “So you’re the one I’m up against.” He made a face and then turned around again to look at the door. Miyata had gone to get them something to drink. The rest of the other’s family was out, away on a summer holiday trip to somewhere in Niigata or Nagano, one of the two. Miyata had stayed behind because of work - Dream Boys was starting soon after all. Summer was always a busy season for them all.
Eyes wandering around the room, he spotted a few DVD cases by the other’s TV and noticed how the player was still on standby. Clicking his tongue, he turned it off. He was definitely going to set the other’s priorities straight. His eyes wandered back to the poster. Was it just him or was that girl looking like she was challenging him.
“Sorry for the wait. Here you go, Yuta,” Miyata came back with two glasses of iced tea.
Walking over, Tamamori plucked both glasses from the other’s hands and set them down onto Miyata’s table securely - out of reach and out of harms way.
Then he grabbed the other’s shoulders and declared with a serious face, “You’re mine. And I am not going to allow anyone to think otherwise.” Before Miyata could react, Tamamori had leaned in for a kiss, claiming Miyata’s lips with his.
The kiss was quite possessive, aggressive even. Tamamori usually wasn’t a fierce kisser but sometimes - like right now - he had his moments. He knew Miyata enjoyed it, knew the other was thrilled that Tamamori would take control of things sometimes and didn’t need to be coaxed. Not that Tammaori was unwilling or anything, usually. He was just lazy. And well, he enjoyed making Miyata do all the work.
“What brought this on, Yuta? This is a little out of the blue,” Miyata whispered when their lips parted for a brief moment. “It feels like you’re jealous.”
Damn, the other was too observant for his own good. Tamamori made a face. “Just making sure you know that 3D is definitely more important than 2D.”
Miyata blinked at him for a moment and then laughed heartily, “Yuta! Are you jealous of-”
“Shut up,” Tamamori huffed and then shoved Miyata down onto the other’s bed. “As if.” He straddled Miyata and started to take off his shirt. “I know you’re mine. I just want to make sure again that you get your priorities straight. And you know, your highest priority should be me.”
He felt how Miyata lifted his hands up and rested them on his hips.
“Don’t worry. You’ll always be my top priority.”
Smiling almost triumphantly, Tamamori threw his shirt towards the general direction of the poster and then leaned back down to steal another kiss - or a couple more.
His thoughts went back to the girl on the poster again briefly though, to gloat, “Ha, I win.”
Your turn, senpai!![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mousapelli
True to his words, Tamamori stood in Miyata’s room an hour after sending the message. It had started like it usually did. Tamamori had been bored and as usual when he was bored, he’d sent Miyata a message. Sometime during the exchange of messages, Tamamori had told Miyata that he would come over now and set some things straight, set Miyata’s priorities straight. And so here he was, standing in Miyata’s room, looking at a series of Love Live posters. A group of anime girls was smiling back at him.
Looking at one of them in particular, he muttered, “So you’re the one I’m up against.” He made a face and then turned around again to look at the door. Miyata had gone to get them something to drink. The rest of the other’s family was out, away on a summer holiday trip to somewhere in Niigata or Nagano, one of the two. Miyata had stayed behind because of work - Dream Boys was starting soon after all. Summer was always a busy season for them all.
Eyes wandering around the room, he spotted a few DVD cases by the other’s TV and noticed how the player was still on standby. Clicking his tongue, he turned it off. He was definitely going to set the other’s priorities straight. His eyes wandered back to the poster. Was it just him or was that girl looking like she was challenging him.
“Sorry for the wait. Here you go, Yuta,” Miyata came back with two glasses of iced tea.
Walking over, Tamamori plucked both glasses from the other’s hands and set them down onto Miyata’s table securely - out of reach and out of harms way.
Then he grabbed the other’s shoulders and declared with a serious face, “You’re mine. And I am not going to allow anyone to think otherwise.” Before Miyata could react, Tamamori had leaned in for a kiss, claiming Miyata’s lips with his.
The kiss was quite possessive, aggressive even. Tamamori usually wasn’t a fierce kisser but sometimes - like right now - he had his moments. He knew Miyata enjoyed it, knew the other was thrilled that Tamamori would take control of things sometimes and didn’t need to be coaxed. Not that Tammaori was unwilling or anything, usually. He was just lazy. And well, he enjoyed making Miyata do all the work.
“What brought this on, Yuta? This is a little out of the blue,” Miyata whispered when their lips parted for a brief moment. “It feels like you’re jealous.”
Damn, the other was too observant for his own good. Tamamori made a face. “Just making sure you know that 3D is definitely more important than 2D.”
Miyata blinked at him for a moment and then laughed heartily, “Yuta! Are you jealous of-”
“Shut up,” Tamamori huffed and then shoved Miyata down onto the other’s bed. “As if.” He straddled Miyata and started to take off his shirt. “I know you’re mine. I just want to make sure again that you get your priorities straight. And you know, your highest priority should be me.”
He felt how Miyata lifted his hands up and rested them on his hips.
“Don’t worry. You’ll always be my top priority.”
Smiling almost triumphantly, Tamamori threw his shirt towards the general direction of the poster and then leaned back down to steal another kiss - or a couple more.
His thoughts went back to the girl on the poster again briefly though, to gloat, “Ha, I win.”
Your turn, senpai!
mousapelli
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