[fic] C, P and C
okamori month drabble series (#1)
fandom: hey! say! jump
pairings/characters: okamori
Disclaimer: All recognisable names are not mine.
Genre: varies; to what my brain thinks is fluffy
Notes: a series of random drabbles to celebrate my otp's birthday month. :3 a.k.a things that my brain made up
Confession
144 words | AU | fluff
His hands are sweaty and he keeps wiping them on his jeans. He thinks he’s about to explode anytime soon. Or maybe right now.
Then, with a defiant look safely put on, he looks up. “I-I like you, Keito-senpai!” he says and his cheeks immediately turns crimson. He holds his gaze a little longer before faltering and letting out a long sigh.
“That’s no good. I sound like a girl,” Ryutaro grunts to himself and pouts at the wall in front of him.
“I think it was pretty good.” Someone chuckles from behind.
He turns to the source of the voice and backs himself against the wall. If it is possible, his cheeks turn redder than it already was.
Keito closes in on him and leans in. “But it would be better if you say it to the person himself instead of the wall.”
Perfect
60 words | fluff
“I have a near-obsession with game consoles.”
“I have two left feet.”
“My hamsters take up a lot of my attention.”
“I’m afraid people don’t listen to me enough.”
“I… I like this English boy who is also my bandmate.”
“I like you.”
Both of them smiled at each other.
You’re perfect for me, was the unspoken words between them.
Chase
209 words | AU | fluff
The first of their many encounters happens in small coffee shop just down the street from his cram school.
Both of them were at the counter at the same time and they simply nodded at each other as a show of acknowledgement even if they didn’t know each other at the time.
By chance or fate, they meet again at a train station just as he was getting off the train and he was getting on it.
Another nod of acknowledgement, albeit a little awkward on his part.
The third time they meet- that Ryutaro is most certain their meetings aren’t coincidental in any ways was in front of his house.
The boy nods and mutters a small ‘konnichiwa’ to him. Ryutaro just looks at him blankly before asking him to take out his phone and swiping it out of his hand.
tap tap tap
“There, my email address,” he says quite proudly as he hands the ‘stolen’ phone back to the guy, peering into his phone once again before adding, “Okamoto-kun.”
“Mail me if you see me around,” he says, “better than meeting around like this.”
Let’s just say Okamoto-kun is highly confused and at the same time amused as he watched Ryutaro runs back into his house.
a/n: happy okamori month~ |D