[Dec Advent] Day 19 - Takumi Gets Rejected #17
Title: Takumi Gets Rejected #17
Genre: Humor
Pairing: Takumi/Gackt (one-sided)
Characters: Takumi, Gackt
Rating: PG
Summary: In which a big question gets asked
Notes: Was hoping for some extra inspiration from the Xmas show, but Takumi skipped out of hosting it for something reason, wtf...
Takumi rubbed at his temple as he made his way through the maze that was the Tokyo house, slowly climbing up the stairs to the main floor. He walked into the kitchen with the intent to find some water and some painkillers for the massive hangover that was making his head pulse… He didn’t even remember drinking the night before, but that probably explained itself.
He found the kitchen occupied. Fully occupied. By the whole band. Plus a couple others.
“Good morning, Takumi!” Chacha called out in a sing-song voice, but the smirk on his face suspicious.
“G’mornin’…” Takumi grumbled back, trying to find his way around the guitarist, only to be stopped by a brilliantly-smiling Yuki.
“Come on, shouldn’t you be bouncing, what’s with this attitude?!” the actor quizzed.
Takumi felt like giving him an attitude-filled kick to the shin, but then remembered Yuki was newly recovered and would probably sue if Takumi re-aggravated his injuries. “Hungover…” he muttered and moved to the sink, getting himself some water. He found the medicine and downed a few, turning to see everyone smiling at him as if in expectation.
“What?!” he snapped. He didn’t like this. Maybe this was also a dream. Or some sort of uneasy nightmare.
“Takumi and Nii-chan, sitting in a tree~” Sato started singing quietly.
“K-I-S-S-I-N-G~” Val and You joined in.
“First comes looooove~” Yuki added on.
“The fuck are y’all on about?!” Takumi demanded. Who told. He was gonna murder the drummer.
“Congratulations, man, aren’t you excited?!” Val leapt over to clasp his hands strongly over Takumi’s shoulders.
“Congratulations on what?” Takumi asked bitterly. Val’s hands had jolted him and sent sparks of pain through his head. …What exactly had he drunk last night? There had been some sort of party at Gackt’s house… probably why everyone was still there.
“Your kiss with Gaku!” Yuki said. “Val says you’ve been all about getting one these past few months!”
Chacha and You pulled out a few confetti poppers and pulled them, sending tiny paper streamers and glitter cascading over Takumi’s head.
“Wha….” Takumi blinked and glitter fell off his eyelashes. “I.. kissed him?”
“Well, he kissed you- You don’t remember?!” Val asked, his voice shocked.
“No… I guess I drank too much? I don’t remember anything…”
Off to the side, Sato cackled.
“Damn, really?” Yuki questioned, his bright smile fading a little. “Well we look like jerks now..”
“He really kissed me?!” Takumi looked over face to face of everyone else in the kitchen, feeling a sinking feeling as they all nodded. “And you all saw this?!”
“Yeah, I think Sato got a photo,” Val told him.
Takumi grabbed the bassist by the collar. “Let me see it!”
“Okay, okay, get off, gimme a second!”
Sato pulled a phone from his pocket, tapped the screen a few times and then handed it to Takumi.
Takumi stared at the photo on the screen. “Is… is this it?!”
“Well, there’s a few more but yeah, that’s pretty much it,” Sato answered and swiped at the screen over the top of the phone, flipping through a couple others photos, but they all showed the same scene. Everyone leaned in around Takumi to get a glimpse.
“This is what you all saw? Exactly this?!” Takumi asked.
“Yeah, pretty much.”
“You guys were off in your own little world, we didn’t want to disturb you.”
“Come on, Takumi, stop freaking out, it isn’t that big of a deal.”
Takumi looked back down at the photo. It was indeed a photo of him and Gackt. He was laying across the sofa in the living area and Gackt was leaning over him. Very over him. And the singer’s face was down to his. Takumi’s mind desperately tried to search for the memory of it, but came up with nothing. Gackt’s hand was on his face, caressing his cheek and it certainly looked like a kiss but…
Gackt’s hand was also blocking the view of their mouths, despite how close they were, maybe it still wasn’t- Takumi refused to believe that he had gotten his kiss if he couldn’t remember it! The world wasn’t that cruel, was it?
“This doesn’t prove anything!”
“We all saw it, Takumi.”
“If this is what you saw, then no, you didn’t!”
“Yeah, we did, just accept it!”
“Saw what, what are you all arguing about?”
Everyone jumped at the sound of the calm, deep voice which penetrated through their exchange of objections. Gackt had entered the kitchen, looking mildly amused at the scene before him.
“About you kissing Takumi last night!” Sato piped up. Takumi felt like slapping him.
“Oh,” Gackt crossed his arms over his chest and glanced over at Takumi. “Did I?”
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AN: DID HE?! Continues soon~
Oh, also funny story, but I work right across the street from where the Nico Xmas show was done and finished early in the morning, so I was killing a few hours writing in Starbucks and guess who was doing a coffee run there, just as I was starting to work on this...
Genre: Humor
Pairing: Takumi/Gackt (one-sided)
Characters: Takumi, Gackt
Rating: PG
Summary: In which a big question gets asked
Notes: Was hoping for some extra inspiration from the Xmas show, but Takumi skipped out of hosting it for something reason, wtf...
Takumi rubbed at his temple as he made his way through the maze that was the Tokyo house, slowly climbing up the stairs to the main floor. He walked into the kitchen with the intent to find some water and some painkillers for the massive hangover that was making his head pulse… He didn’t even remember drinking the night before, but that probably explained itself.
He found the kitchen occupied. Fully occupied. By the whole band. Plus a couple others.
“Good morning, Takumi!” Chacha called out in a sing-song voice, but the smirk on his face suspicious.
“G’mornin’…” Takumi grumbled back, trying to find his way around the guitarist, only to be stopped by a brilliantly-smiling Yuki.
“Come on, shouldn’t you be bouncing, what’s with this attitude?!” the actor quizzed.
Takumi felt like giving him an attitude-filled kick to the shin, but then remembered Yuki was newly recovered and would probably sue if Takumi re-aggravated his injuries. “Hungover…” he muttered and moved to the sink, getting himself some water. He found the medicine and downed a few, turning to see everyone smiling at him as if in expectation.
“What?!” he snapped. He didn’t like this. Maybe this was also a dream. Or some sort of uneasy nightmare.
“Takumi and Nii-chan, sitting in a tree~” Sato started singing quietly.
“K-I-S-S-I-N-G~” Val and You joined in.
“First comes looooove~” Yuki added on.
“The fuck are y’all on about?!” Takumi demanded. Who told. He was gonna murder the drummer.
“Congratulations, man, aren’t you excited?!” Val leapt over to clasp his hands strongly over Takumi’s shoulders.
“Congratulations on what?” Takumi asked bitterly. Val’s hands had jolted him and sent sparks of pain through his head. …What exactly had he drunk last night? There had been some sort of party at Gackt’s house… probably why everyone was still there.
“Your kiss with Gaku!” Yuki said. “Val says you’ve been all about getting one these past few months!”
Chacha and You pulled out a few confetti poppers and pulled them, sending tiny paper streamers and glitter cascading over Takumi’s head.
“Wha….” Takumi blinked and glitter fell off his eyelashes. “I.. kissed him?”
“Well, he kissed you- You don’t remember?!” Val asked, his voice shocked.
“No… I guess I drank too much? I don’t remember anything…”
Off to the side, Sato cackled.
“Damn, really?” Yuki questioned, his bright smile fading a little. “Well we look like jerks now..”
“He really kissed me?!” Takumi looked over face to face of everyone else in the kitchen, feeling a sinking feeling as they all nodded. “And you all saw this?!”
“Yeah, I think Sato got a photo,” Val told him.
Takumi grabbed the bassist by the collar. “Let me see it!”
“Okay, okay, get off, gimme a second!”
Sato pulled a phone from his pocket, tapped the screen a few times and then handed it to Takumi.
Takumi stared at the photo on the screen. “Is… is this it?!”
“Well, there’s a few more but yeah, that’s pretty much it,” Sato answered and swiped at the screen over the top of the phone, flipping through a couple others photos, but they all showed the same scene. Everyone leaned in around Takumi to get a glimpse.
“This is what you all saw? Exactly this?!” Takumi asked.
“Yeah, pretty much.”
“You guys were off in your own little world, we didn’t want to disturb you.”
“Come on, Takumi, stop freaking out, it isn’t that big of a deal.”
Takumi looked back down at the photo. It was indeed a photo of him and Gackt. He was laying across the sofa in the living area and Gackt was leaning over him. Very over him. And the singer’s face was down to his. Takumi’s mind desperately tried to search for the memory of it, but came up with nothing. Gackt’s hand was on his face, caressing his cheek and it certainly looked like a kiss but…
Gackt’s hand was also blocking the view of their mouths, despite how close they were, maybe it still wasn’t- Takumi refused to believe that he had gotten his kiss if he couldn’t remember it! The world wasn’t that cruel, was it?
“This doesn’t prove anything!”
“We all saw it, Takumi.”
“If this is what you saw, then no, you didn’t!”
“Yeah, we did, just accept it!”
“Saw what, what are you all arguing about?”
Everyone jumped at the sound of the calm, deep voice which penetrated through their exchange of objections. Gackt had entered the kitchen, looking mildly amused at the scene before him.
“About you kissing Takumi last night!” Sato piped up. Takumi felt like slapping him.
“Oh,” Gackt crossed his arms over his chest and glanced over at Takumi. “Did I?”
~~~~~~~
AN: DID HE?! Continues soon~
Oh, also funny story, but I work right across the street from where the Nico Xmas show was done and finished early in the morning, so I was killing a few hours writing in Starbucks and guess who was doing a coffee run there, just as I was starting to work on this...