[Fic] Some hairy business
Title: Some hairy business
Author: bunny_d_kate
Fandom: Tenimyu
Pairing: Sota x Naoya
Summary: Naoya needs a new haircut.
It’s a sunny autumn’s day but the wind feels pretty cold against my cheeks as we are walking along the crowded streets together.
„And why did you want me to come with you again?“
“Remember last time you made me go shopping with you? This time it’s your turn.”
“Mmh~ I remember that. Though you nearly ripped apart my new shirt. Yes, you should be blushing because of that.”
“It’s just.. I always feel a little torn when it comes to my hair. On the one hand I like it when it’s a little longer like this. But on the other hand I can’t stand it anymore. It’s always the same. I really need a change, but changes scare me sometimes. You should know that.”
“Yeah, tell me about it. It took me ages to convince you that sharing your bed with a guy actually isn’t that bad.”
“Ah, here we are.”
You point towards a little shop with a sign on top saying “Toshi’s”.
The moment we enter a little doorbell rings and from somewhere in the back I can hear someone calling to us.
“Coming~”
I take a look around the room. It all looks very white. White walls, white chairs, white curtains, even white vases with white flowers in them. It reminds me a little of a hospital. Just more.. gay.
Then my eyes catch something else. There’s man rushing towards us. He, too, is dressed completely in white. Only his brown and very curly hair sticks out a little. He’s got a huge grin on his face and his eyes are beaming.
“Naoya-kun! Finally! I’ve been waiting for weeks!!”
“Toshi-san, good to see you.”
Oh, so you’re already on a first name basis.
I see, and it includes hugging, too. A little too much hugging from his side. Bastard.
“And who might this lovely gentleman be?”
Oh god, please don’t hug me!
“Ah, this is Aoyama Sota.”
“His boyfriend!”, I want to add but apparently I don’t have to because Toshi-san’s eyes grow wider and though practically impossible so does his grin.
“Oh my~ That’s the one you’ve been talking about? Oh my god, he’s gorgeous!”
“Nice to meet you, Toshi-san..”
No it’s not, but hey, I have manners, too.
But I’ll lose them if he doesn’t stop looking at you like he wants to devour you with his eyes.
And what the hell did you tell him about me??
“Now now, take a seat you two. Cup of tea?”
“Yes please.”
Yes please, leave! Now!
“He’s nice, isn’t he?”
I guess you really think so. Otherwise you wouldn’t come back every time. I don’t want to be rude so I “rephrase” my opinion a little bit.
“Well, he seems.. jolly..”
“Oh, he is. Sometimes he just doesn’t stop talking. I always wonder why he never gets out of breath. But he’s such a warm and friendly person.”
“Warm he is indeed..”
“What’d you mean?”
“Nothing. I just feel a little irritated by all this white.”
“Yeah, it takes a little getting used to but white is his favourite colour.”
“Is it really..?”
And here comes Mr Marshmallow.
“Steaming tea coming through.”
White cups…
“So~ what do we want this time?”
We? I guess I know what you want, perv.
“Well, I’m not sure yet. It’s just getting too long and I need some change, you know?”
“Of course I know, darling. And change is good. Change is our friend. That’s what I always tell you. But you don’t listen. You’re always make me wait for so~ long.”
Why is he looking at me now?
“I bet he doesn’t make you wait that long, huh?”
I don’t have to answer this! And wait, did he just wink at me?
“Toshi-san!”
“Ah I'm sorry~ You know how I love to poke my nose into other people’s businesses. That’s why I became a hairdresser after all.”
I take a sip of my tea. And another one. That’s odd.
“Excuse me, what kind of tea is this?”
“It’s white tea. It’s my favourite kind. Isn’t it delicious?”
“It’s.. interesting..”
“Now let’s see. Ah~ how I’ve missed to feel these dark strands of yours. So silky and soft.”
Okay, he’s a hairdresser. He has to touch your hair. But does he have to look like it’s turning him on to run his fingers through your hair like that?
I’m the only one who’s allowed to do that!
After another fifteen minutes of hair tousling and some more sweet-talk he still hasn’t used his scissors once. What kind of shop is this?!
And does no one notice me grinding my teeth? The sound must be deafening.
But the worst thing is that you don’t seem to mind. You just smile and giggle at his jokes and really seem to enjoy yourself.
No, I’m not jealous of some stupid sissy boy!
“…no really! I just didn’t want to hurt her feelings.”
“Oh, you’re always too nice, Nao-chan!”
Hold it right there! He- no, he didn’t just call you that. He wouldn‘t dare because if he did I’d smash his stupid grinning face in.
No, must have been my imagination.
“Nao-chan, you’re gonna look so lovely when we’re done!”
I dig my fingers into the white cushion of the stupid white chair.
I’m actually quite skilled with my fingers. One touch in the right place and he’d be done for. Maybe I should give it a try.
Another stupid hair joke. Your laughter fills the room. I’m the one who’s supposed to make you laugh like this! I can’t take this anymore!
“I need to go to the toilet.”
“Sure, it’s-“
“I’ll find it.”
Now I’m staring at myself in the mirror. It has a white frame. My face looks kinda white, too. Though I feel like my insides are ablaze.
I want to smash something. Smash something and imagine it’s him. Bastard.
Of course I could hit him. And it would hurt. I didn’t do boxing for years for nothing. But I can’t. You’d hate me.
Still, I wonder why you insisted on taking me here. Are you trying to make me jealous on purpose? Because I’m not! Not at all!
Or is it really that you wanted me here for support? If so I guess I haven’t been of much help up until now.
I should get back.
“There you are. We were wondering if you maybe got lost on the way.”
“Maybe I did..”
“Are you alright?”
I can see a little flicker of concern in your eyes and it makes me feel bad about all those stupid thoughts I had today.
“Yeah, I’m fine. You look lovely by the way. Toshi-san really did a great job.”
Now I don’t know whose smile is wider. Yours or his. But I get a synchronous “Thank you~” in return.
When we leave the shop another ten minutes later I feel very relieved. And I still didn’t hug him.
But then you hug me. In the middle of the street. And it’s a real hug. A warm and affectionate one.
“What was that for?”
“Because you came.”
“Oh, well, I didn’t really do anything.”
“Exactly.”
“Hm?”
“At one point I was a little scared that you might hit him.”
“Me? Never! I mean I.. was it that obvious?”
“You looked like your head was gonna explode.”
“I really wanted to hit him though. I nearly smashed a mirror in the bathroom.”
“Really??”
“Sorry, that was stupid. I shouldn’t be jealous about something like that. And I wasn’t of any help either. Next time you need someone for support maybe you should ask Kime.”
“It’s okay. I didn’t really need you there to hold my hand. I feel perfectly safe there. Actually, I just wanted to find out whether you get jealous or not.”
I stop dead in my tracks and just stare at you with wide eyes.
“You did not..”
I can’t distinguish whether the smile on your face looks sheepish or rather mischievous.
“You-”
“It was a little sexy though..”
“Oh~ I’ll show you sexy when we get home, you devil!”
And with that I chase you down the street for the rest of the way because naughtiness needs to be punished properly.
Author: bunny_d_kate
Fandom: Tenimyu
Pairing: Sota x Naoya
Summary: Naoya needs a new haircut.
It’s a sunny autumn’s day but the wind feels pretty cold against my cheeks as we are walking along the crowded streets together.
„And why did you want me to come with you again?“
“Remember last time you made me go shopping with you? This time it’s your turn.”
“Mmh~ I remember that. Though you nearly ripped apart my new shirt. Yes, you should be blushing because of that.”
“It’s just.. I always feel a little torn when it comes to my hair. On the one hand I like it when it’s a little longer like this. But on the other hand I can’t stand it anymore. It’s always the same. I really need a change, but changes scare me sometimes. You should know that.”
“Yeah, tell me about it. It took me ages to convince you that sharing your bed with a guy actually isn’t that bad.”
“Ah, here we are.”
You point towards a little shop with a sign on top saying “Toshi’s”.
The moment we enter a little doorbell rings and from somewhere in the back I can hear someone calling to us.
“Coming~”
I take a look around the room. It all looks very white. White walls, white chairs, white curtains, even white vases with white flowers in them. It reminds me a little of a hospital. Just more.. gay.
Then my eyes catch something else. There’s man rushing towards us. He, too, is dressed completely in white. Only his brown and very curly hair sticks out a little. He’s got a huge grin on his face and his eyes are beaming.
“Naoya-kun! Finally! I’ve been waiting for weeks!!”
“Toshi-san, good to see you.”
Oh, so you’re already on a first name basis.
I see, and it includes hugging, too. A little too much hugging from his side. Bastard.
“And who might this lovely gentleman be?”
Oh god, please don’t hug me!
“Ah, this is Aoyama Sota.”
“His boyfriend!”, I want to add but apparently I don’t have to because Toshi-san’s eyes grow wider and though practically impossible so does his grin.
“Oh my~ That’s the one you’ve been talking about? Oh my god, he’s gorgeous!”
“Nice to meet you, Toshi-san..”
No it’s not, but hey, I have manners, too.
But I’ll lose them if he doesn’t stop looking at you like he wants to devour you with his eyes.
And what the hell did you tell him about me??
“Now now, take a seat you two. Cup of tea?”
“Yes please.”
Yes please, leave! Now!
“He’s nice, isn’t he?”
I guess you really think so. Otherwise you wouldn’t come back every time. I don’t want to be rude so I “rephrase” my opinion a little bit.
“Well, he seems.. jolly..”
“Oh, he is. Sometimes he just doesn’t stop talking. I always wonder why he never gets out of breath. But he’s such a warm and friendly person.”
“Warm he is indeed..”
“What’d you mean?”
“Nothing. I just feel a little irritated by all this white.”
“Yeah, it takes a little getting used to but white is his favourite colour.”
“Is it really..?”
And here comes Mr Marshmallow.
“Steaming tea coming through.”
White cups…
“So~ what do we want this time?”
We? I guess I know what you want, perv.
“Well, I’m not sure yet. It’s just getting too long and I need some change, you know?”
“Of course I know, darling. And change is good. Change is our friend. That’s what I always tell you. But you don’t listen. You’re always make me wait for so~ long.”
Why is he looking at me now?
“I bet he doesn’t make you wait that long, huh?”
I don’t have to answer this! And wait, did he just wink at me?
“Toshi-san!”
“Ah I'm sorry~ You know how I love to poke my nose into other people’s businesses. That’s why I became a hairdresser after all.”
I take a sip of my tea. And another one. That’s odd.
“Excuse me, what kind of tea is this?”
“It’s white tea. It’s my favourite kind. Isn’t it delicious?”
“It’s.. interesting..”
“Now let’s see. Ah~ how I’ve missed to feel these dark strands of yours. So silky and soft.”
Okay, he’s a hairdresser. He has to touch your hair. But does he have to look like it’s turning him on to run his fingers through your hair like that?
I’m the only one who’s allowed to do that!
After another fifteen minutes of hair tousling and some more sweet-talk he still hasn’t used his scissors once. What kind of shop is this?!
And does no one notice me grinding my teeth? The sound must be deafening.
But the worst thing is that you don’t seem to mind. You just smile and giggle at his jokes and really seem to enjoy yourself.
No, I’m not jealous of some stupid sissy boy!
“…no really! I just didn’t want to hurt her feelings.”
“Oh, you’re always too nice, Nao-chan!”
Hold it right there! He- no, he didn’t just call you that. He wouldn‘t dare because if he did I’d smash his stupid grinning face in.
No, must have been my imagination.
“Nao-chan, you’re gonna look so lovely when we’re done!”
I dig my fingers into the white cushion of the stupid white chair.
I’m actually quite skilled with my fingers. One touch in the right place and he’d be done for. Maybe I should give it a try.
Another stupid hair joke. Your laughter fills the room. I’m the one who’s supposed to make you laugh like this! I can’t take this anymore!
“I need to go to the toilet.”
“Sure, it’s-“
“I’ll find it.”
Now I’m staring at myself in the mirror. It has a white frame. My face looks kinda white, too. Though I feel like my insides are ablaze.
I want to smash something. Smash something and imagine it’s him. Bastard.
Of course I could hit him. And it would hurt. I didn’t do boxing for years for nothing. But I can’t. You’d hate me.
Still, I wonder why you insisted on taking me here. Are you trying to make me jealous on purpose? Because I’m not! Not at all!
Or is it really that you wanted me here for support? If so I guess I haven’t been of much help up until now.
I should get back.
“There you are. We were wondering if you maybe got lost on the way.”
“Maybe I did..”
“Are you alright?”
I can see a little flicker of concern in your eyes and it makes me feel bad about all those stupid thoughts I had today.
“Yeah, I’m fine. You look lovely by the way. Toshi-san really did a great job.”
Now I don’t know whose smile is wider. Yours or his. But I get a synchronous “Thank you~” in return.
When we leave the shop another ten minutes later I feel very relieved. And I still didn’t hug him.
But then you hug me. In the middle of the street. And it’s a real hug. A warm and affectionate one.
“What was that for?”
“Because you came.”
“Oh, well, I didn’t really do anything.”
“Exactly.”
“Hm?”
“At one point I was a little scared that you might hit him.”
“Me? Never! I mean I.. was it that obvious?”
“You looked like your head was gonna explode.”
“I really wanted to hit him though. I nearly smashed a mirror in the bathroom.”
“Really??”
“Sorry, that was stupid. I shouldn’t be jealous about something like that. And I wasn’t of any help either. Next time you need someone for support maybe you should ask Kime.”
“It’s okay. I didn’t really need you there to hold my hand. I feel perfectly safe there. Actually, I just wanted to find out whether you get jealous or not.”
I stop dead in my tracks and just stare at you with wide eyes.
“You did not..”
I can’t distinguish whether the smile on your face looks sheepish or rather mischievous.
“You-”
“It was a little sexy though..”
“Oh~ I’ll show you sexy when we get home, you devil!”
And with that I chase you down the street for the rest of the way because naughtiness needs to be punished properly.