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writetomyheart2014-10-30 05:39 pm
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[Team Five] Markers and Marking
So, this isn't late. OK it is.
And it isn't quite what I wanted, but what I wanted wasn't working.
But i ended up being inspired by the December Popolo, and Kisumai and markers.
So have some YokooFiji.
Pictures taken with my cell can be found here, here and here
“Nipples aren’t a thing to be colored on.” Kitayama hisses in passing but there is n o heat to his voice, not even a chiding tone. It being Kitayama was usually enough to set Fujigaya on edge, but today that does nothing to dim the gleeful smile on Fujigaya’s face looks at the markers and back again to Yokoo, who was standing in front of the Popolo staff with this arms crossed over his chest in a rather protective manner. He knew what was coming. The open white spaces on his shirt were just asking to be colored, and Fujigaya was overjoyed to get to color on the object of his affections with a marker. In public none the less.
Which was why Yokoo was standing with his arms crossed over his chest.
This wasn't Duet, after all. Some things just weren’t done in public, or ever.
But here they were, with markers, and pairs, and drawing assignmnts, and Fujigaya was happier than a Disney cosplayer at Halloween at Disney. In fact, no one had seen him quite this happy in a while, at least not in public.
Yokoo saw him this happy all the time. But that was a Fujigaya that he didn't always want to share. The happy Fujigaya, the one who smiled and enjoyed life, instead of the persona on stage, the cool sexy idol.
He had gotten better at it.
He was cool and sexy, at least Yokoo thought so.
But he liked the true Fujigaya best. The one that all the Popolo staff was about to see.
Besides, there was a face squish pair shoot pulling at one anothers clothing shoot later with Kitayama and Fujigaya, so no one was really going to protest that much when Fujigaya maybe got a bit too personal with the markers. Whatever got him through the work day and his love hate relationship with Kitayama and the camera.
And if he were going to be honest with his feelings, Yokoo was the last person to argue, really. He liked it when his boyfriend was happy. And when he was allowed to look at him and only him, in public.
He knew that Fujigaya and Tamamori, or Fujigaya and Kitayama looked good together, he could admire them just as much as the fans.
But, he liked the way Fijigaya stared at him, adored him, and if anyone but his band could read him, all the world could see just hoq much he was pleased with the idea of Fujigaya marking his clothing and claiming him in a very public setting, so to speak.
He would let Fujigaya demonstrate his love in as many ways as possible, if it would keep that happy smile on his face, career be damned.
And it isn't quite what I wanted, but what I wanted wasn't working.
But i ended up being inspired by the December Popolo, and Kisumai and markers.
So have some YokooFiji.
Pictures taken with my cell can be found here, here and here
“Nipples aren’t a thing to be colored on.” Kitayama hisses in passing but there is n o heat to his voice, not even a chiding tone. It being Kitayama was usually enough to set Fujigaya on edge, but today that does nothing to dim the gleeful smile on Fujigaya’s face looks at the markers and back again to Yokoo, who was standing in front of the Popolo staff with this arms crossed over his chest in a rather protective manner. He knew what was coming. The open white spaces on his shirt were just asking to be colored, and Fujigaya was overjoyed to get to color on the object of his affections with a marker. In public none the less.
Which was why Yokoo was standing with his arms crossed over his chest.
This wasn't Duet, after all. Some things just weren’t done in public, or ever.
But here they were, with markers, and pairs, and drawing assignmnts, and Fujigaya was happier than a Disney cosplayer at Halloween at Disney. In fact, no one had seen him quite this happy in a while, at least not in public.
Yokoo saw him this happy all the time. But that was a Fujigaya that he didn't always want to share. The happy Fujigaya, the one who smiled and enjoyed life, instead of the persona on stage, the cool sexy idol.
He had gotten better at it.
He was cool and sexy, at least Yokoo thought so.
But he liked the true Fujigaya best. The one that all the Popolo staff was about to see.
Besides, there was a face squish pair shoot pulling at one anothers clothing shoot later with Kitayama and Fujigaya, so no one was really going to protest that much when Fujigaya maybe got a bit too personal with the markers. Whatever got him through the work day and his love hate relationship with Kitayama and the camera.
And if he were going to be honest with his feelings, Yokoo was the last person to argue, really. He liked it when his boyfriend was happy. And when he was allowed to look at him and only him, in public.
He knew that Fujigaya and Tamamori, or Fujigaya and Kitayama looked good together, he could admire them just as much as the fans.
But, he liked the way Fijigaya stared at him, adored him, and if anyone but his band could read him, all the world could see just hoq much he was pleased with the idea of Fujigaya marking his clothing and claiming him in a very public setting, so to speak.
He would let Fujigaya demonstrate his love in as many ways as possible, if it would keep that happy smile on his face, career be damned.
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thanks for sharing dear
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