~Shinku (Drabble)~
Title: Shinku
Author: Jen
Pairing: TakaYama
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff/Romance
Summary: Yamada gets mistaken as a girl but when the stranger he bumped into finds out that he's a boy, his attitude changes.
Notes: Random drabble... and based on some translation where Yamada encountered this situation. xD
Comments are really appreciated! :3
Yamada pressed the play button on his music player, putting on his earphones. It was a new song he had recently added and got really addicted to it. The song was pretty catchy.
Unfortunately, he was so into his song that he didn't watch where he was going. "Oof!" He bumped into someone, causing the latter to drop his books.
"I'm sorry, little girl," the guy said, who looked around 20 years old. "Let's both be careful next time, okay?"
Yamada was used to strangers mistaking him as a girl, so he didn't get mad. He helped the guy pick up his books after taking off his earphones. With a small laugh, he told him, "No no no. I'm a boy."
Suddenly, the stranger's brown orbs didn't look so friendly anymore. He yanked the books from Yamada's hands. With a frown, he spoke. "Watch where you going, little boy," he growled, muttering nonsense afterward.
Yamada blinked, shocked. So after finding out that he was male, the guy became rude to him? Yamada felt irked and couldn't let this go. "Why are you being such a sexist?"
"Excuse me?" the brunette replied, pursing his lips. "Says the person who bumped into me and made me drop my books."
"Well, I helped you picked them up, didn't I?" Yamada retorted, not knowing why he was being blamed.
The stranger scoffed. "At least I apologized."
"After calling me a girl nonetheless!" Yamada shot back. What was this guy's problem?
"First of all, I said, "I'm sorry, little girl," not "Little girl, I'm sorry." So I apologized before calling you one. Second of all, you seriously look like a girl. Are you going to deny that?"
Yamada glared. "But then finding out that I'm a boy, your attitude totally changed on me."
The stranger stared at him and then sighed. "Is that what you're getting all worked up about?"
"Whatever." Yamada was getting nowhere with this obnoxious guy and he had better things to do. He was about to leave when he heard that voice telling him to wait. Yamada stopped and then turned around. "What do you want?"
"You know, you're cute when you're mad."
Yamada's eyes widen. That was the last comment he would ever expect from the guy. "Are you trying to pick me up now?" he questioned in disbelief. "At least introduce yourse-" Though he wasn't able to finish when he felt soft lips pressed against his. Yamada was too surprised to even think properly as the older guy slipped an arm around his waist, while a hand nudged his head forward.
"Takaki Yuya... 20... university student..." the brunette whispered, pulling away.
Yamada, still in shock with his heart pounding, saw Takaki lean in, capturing his lips once more. Instinctively, his hands held onto Takaki's shoulder. When he heard a moan that sounded unlike himself, Yamada's eyes shot wide open. He automatically pushed Takaki away. He was being kissed by someone he just met today... five minutes ago!
Apparently, he pushed too hard and Takaki was on the ground once more, with his books more scattered than earlier. Yamada debated whether to leave or help him. Of course, with his conscience, he reluctantly helped. Yamada directed his eyes down, gathering up the test prep books. "Here," he offered as Takaki took them.
"Yamada Ryosuke..." Yamada muttered, feeling his cheeks grow hot as he saw the smirk on Takaki's face. "17 and I go to Horikoshi High School. And I still think you're a sexist."
He quickly stood up and walked away quickly, not before hearing, "If you want to do it, just come over to my place. I live alone."
Yamada blushed profusely, yelling out, "PERVERT!" Plus it wasn't as if he knew where Takaki lived anyway...
He put on his earphones again, singing along with the artist. Love me, show me, tell me...
Author: Jen
Pairing: TakaYama
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff/Romance
Summary: Yamada gets mistaken as a girl but when the stranger he bumped into finds out that he's a boy, his attitude changes.
Notes: Random drabble... and based on some translation where Yamada encountered this situation. xD
Comments are really appreciated! :3
Yamada pressed the play button on his music player, putting on his earphones. It was a new song he had recently added and got really addicted to it. The song was pretty catchy.
Unfortunately, he was so into his song that he didn't watch where he was going. "Oof!" He bumped into someone, causing the latter to drop his books.
"I'm sorry, little girl," the guy said, who looked around 20 years old. "Let's both be careful next time, okay?"
Yamada was used to strangers mistaking him as a girl, so he didn't get mad. He helped the guy pick up his books after taking off his earphones. With a small laugh, he told him, "No no no. I'm a boy."
Suddenly, the stranger's brown orbs didn't look so friendly anymore. He yanked the books from Yamada's hands. With a frown, he spoke. "Watch where you going, little boy," he growled, muttering nonsense afterward.
Yamada blinked, shocked. So after finding out that he was male, the guy became rude to him? Yamada felt irked and couldn't let this go. "Why are you being such a sexist?"
"Excuse me?" the brunette replied, pursing his lips. "Says the person who bumped into me and made me drop my books."
"Well, I helped you picked them up, didn't I?" Yamada retorted, not knowing why he was being blamed.
The stranger scoffed. "At least I apologized."
"After calling me a girl nonetheless!" Yamada shot back. What was this guy's problem?
"First of all, I said, "I'm sorry, little girl," not "Little girl, I'm sorry." So I apologized before calling you one. Second of all, you seriously look like a girl. Are you going to deny that?"
Yamada glared. "But then finding out that I'm a boy, your attitude totally changed on me."
The stranger stared at him and then sighed. "Is that what you're getting all worked up about?"
"Whatever." Yamada was getting nowhere with this obnoxious guy and he had better things to do. He was about to leave when he heard that voice telling him to wait. Yamada stopped and then turned around. "What do you want?"
"You know, you're cute when you're mad."
Yamada's eyes widen. That was the last comment he would ever expect from the guy. "Are you trying to pick me up now?" he questioned in disbelief. "At least introduce yourse-" Though he wasn't able to finish when he felt soft lips pressed against his. Yamada was too surprised to even think properly as the older guy slipped an arm around his waist, while a hand nudged his head forward.
"Takaki Yuya... 20... university student..." the brunette whispered, pulling away.
Yamada, still in shock with his heart pounding, saw Takaki lean in, capturing his lips once more. Instinctively, his hands held onto Takaki's shoulder. When he heard a moan that sounded unlike himself, Yamada's eyes shot wide open. He automatically pushed Takaki away. He was being kissed by someone he just met today... five minutes ago!
Apparently, he pushed too hard and Takaki was on the ground once more, with his books more scattered than earlier. Yamada debated whether to leave or help him. Of course, with his conscience, he reluctantly helped. Yamada directed his eyes down, gathering up the test prep books. "Here," he offered as Takaki took them.
"Yamada Ryosuke..." Yamada muttered, feeling his cheeks grow hot as he saw the smirk on Takaki's face. "17 and I go to Horikoshi High School. And I still think you're a sexist."
He quickly stood up and walked away quickly, not before hearing, "If you want to do it, just come over to my place. I live alone."
Yamada blushed profusely, yelling out, "PERVERT!" Plus it wasn't as if he knew where Takaki lived anyway...
He put on his earphones again, singing along with the artist. Love me, show me, tell me...