homecoming; xoxo mom; drunk; euphoric; significant other
Title: "homecoming"
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft.
Word Count: 100
Characters: Yokoo Wataru, Iida Kyohei
Notes: am i doing this right? kajjkawe Iida left JE 2006 for studies? :3 If uni is ~4yrs in Japan, maybe he'd be back by now. |D Let's just say he went away to study stage like he wanted. Since it's these two, I'm totally going to make up whatever. 8D
Yokoo nearly chokes when they meet again for the first time, Iida back from Kyoto and old enough now to laugh through discomfort. "Four years is a long time isn't it, Yokoo-san?"
"No kidding." Yokoo looks Iida up and down, noting his glasses (thick frames), hair back down past his shoulders (casually tied), trim little goatee thing (kind of… hot); for the first time in a long time, Yokoo is completely at a loss.
Iida knows. Waits regardless.
Shaking his head, Yokoo snuffs a laugh at himself. "Welcome back?"
Iida smiles and leans in, gentle; kisses Yokoo's cheek. "I'm home."
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Title: "xoxo mom"
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft.
Word Count: 100
Characters: Yokoo Wataru, Iida Kyohei
To Iida they feel more the same age now than ever, school through and a little experience behind them both.
It doesn't hurt either that Yokoo's gotten cuter. Inexplicably. The fact it's his hair that's short black these days (as opposed to personality) doesn't entirely explain it. His manner's also changed from entitled brat to something more… endearing…
Iida hesitates. "Yokoo-san?"
"Stop that," Yokoo tells him irritably, still typing on his phone. (Well, maybe there's still a bit of espresso in him yet.) "'Watta'. Just telling mom I won't be home."
Iida blinks. "We're going…?"
Yokoo grins. "Wherever you want."
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Title: "drunken making up"
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft.
Word Count: 100
Characters: Yokoo Wataru, Iida Kyohei
"Why didn't you visit more?" Yokoo demands drunkenly later (much later), though they're still at their first bar for the night. "I saw you like, once! First year!"
"It's not my fault Kismai were busy when I wasn't," Iida smiles over his beer.
"You know holidays are hell for us!" Yokoo pouts (it's not cute). "I'm talking weekends! Daytrips!"
Iida shakes his head. "Leaving was hell every time." To have done it more than necessary? Masochistic.
"Make it up to me," Yokoo scowls, hand tugging childishly on Iida's sleeve unmollified.
Placating, Iida smiles; brushes his lips by Yokoo's again. "Okay."
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Title: "caught up in euphoria"
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft.
Word Count: 100
Characters: Yokoo Wataru, Iida Kyohei
Notes: PG-15. :'D or something.
They escape to Yokoo's car. While Yokoo knows he's two miles past the legal limit for driving, Iida isn't. And some things don't require going anywhere anyway.
They're barely in the back seat when Yokoo shoves Iida back and grinds down against his hips, leaning down to suck at Iida's neck. Iida's soft, deep noises as he pushes back go straight to Yokoo's cock like the alcohol to his head.
It's familiar like a memory's light touch, but different-new; Iida takes the lead more now than he used to. Yokoo laughs warmly, buzzed and boyishly irreverent. It feels good.
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Title: "a kiss not on the lips but equally significant"
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft.
Word Count: 100
Characters: Yokoo Wataru, Iida Kyohei
Regardless, Iida doesn't feel up to driving after. It's nearly dawn and so they doze in the car, Yokoo with his knees curled and belt on in the passenger seat (for no discernible reason), Iida with the driver's side reclined.
"Good morning, Kyon."
Iida wakes at Yokoo's soft greeting but struggles momentarily to find his voice. "…morning… 'taru."
The accidental nickname seems to please Yokoo; he curls up a little smaller, smiling. "Call me that, okay?"
Iida smiles back, brushing Yokoo's cheek just gently with his hand. "Okay."
Yokoo turns, eyes closed, and presses his lips to Iida's knuckles. "…yeah."
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft.
Word Count: 100
Characters: Yokoo Wataru, Iida Kyohei
Notes: am i doing this right? kajjkawe Iida left JE 2006 for studies? :3 If uni is ~4yrs in Japan, maybe he'd be back by now. |D Let's just say he went away to study stage like he wanted. Since it's these two, I'm totally going to make up whatever. 8D
Yokoo nearly chokes when they meet again for the first time, Iida back from Kyoto and old enough now to laugh through discomfort. "Four years is a long time isn't it, Yokoo-san?"
"No kidding." Yokoo looks Iida up and down, noting his glasses (thick frames), hair back down past his shoulders (casually tied), trim little goatee thing (kind of… hot); for the first time in a long time, Yokoo is completely at a loss.
Iida knows. Waits regardless.
Shaking his head, Yokoo snuffs a laugh at himself. "Welcome back?"
Iida smiles and leans in, gentle; kisses Yokoo's cheek. "I'm home."
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Title: "xoxo mom"
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft.
Word Count: 100
Characters: Yokoo Wataru, Iida Kyohei
To Iida they feel more the same age now than ever, school through and a little experience behind them both.
It doesn't hurt either that Yokoo's gotten cuter. Inexplicably. The fact it's his hair that's short black these days (as opposed to personality) doesn't entirely explain it. His manner's also changed from entitled brat to something more… endearing…
Iida hesitates. "Yokoo-san?"
"Stop that," Yokoo tells him irritably, still typing on his phone. (Well, maybe there's still a bit of espresso in him yet.) "'Watta'. Just telling mom I won't be home."
Iida blinks. "We're going…?"
Yokoo grins. "Wherever you want."
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Title: "drunken making up"
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft.
Word Count: 100
Characters: Yokoo Wataru, Iida Kyohei
"Why didn't you visit more?" Yokoo demands drunkenly later (much later), though they're still at their first bar for the night. "I saw you like, once! First year!"
"It's not my fault Kismai were busy when I wasn't," Iida smiles over his beer.
"You know holidays are hell for us!" Yokoo pouts (it's not cute). "I'm talking weekends! Daytrips!"
Iida shakes his head. "Leaving was hell every time." To have done it more than necessary? Masochistic.
"Make it up to me," Yokoo scowls, hand tugging childishly on Iida's sleeve unmollified.
Placating, Iida smiles; brushes his lips by Yokoo's again. "Okay."
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Title: "caught up in euphoria"
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft.
Word Count: 100
Characters: Yokoo Wataru, Iida Kyohei
Notes: PG-15. :'D or something.
They escape to Yokoo's car. While Yokoo knows he's two miles past the legal limit for driving, Iida isn't. And some things don't require going anywhere anyway.
They're barely in the back seat when Yokoo shoves Iida back and grinds down against his hips, leaning down to suck at Iida's neck. Iida's soft, deep noises as he pushes back go straight to Yokoo's cock like the alcohol to his head.
It's familiar like a memory's light touch, but different-new; Iida takes the lead more now than he used to. Yokoo laughs warmly, buzzed and boyishly irreverent. It feels good.
※
Title: "a kiss not on the lips but equally significant"
Unit for Points: Kis-My-Ft.
Word Count: 100
Characters: Yokoo Wataru, Iida Kyohei
Regardless, Iida doesn't feel up to driving after. It's nearly dawn and so they doze in the car, Yokoo with his knees curled and belt on in the passenger seat (for no discernible reason), Iida with the driver's side reclined.
"Good morning, Kyon."
Iida wakes at Yokoo's soft greeting but struggles momentarily to find his voice. "…morning… 'taru."
The accidental nickname seems to please Yokoo; he curls up a little smaller, smiling. "Call me that, okay?"
Iida smiles back, brushing Yokoo's cheek just gently with his hand. "Okay."
Yokoo turns, eyes closed, and presses his lips to Iida's knuckles. "…yeah."