Victories of the Empty Kind
Title: Victories of the Empty Kind
Unit for Points: SMAP
Word Count: 100
Characters: Fujigaya/Kitayama
Note(s): ...why yes, there are masturbatory innuendos in the first paragraph. whyever do you ask? :x
Taisuke plays “games” with himself, in true masochistic tendency, forcing himself to put off doing anything that would be pleasant or relieving - just to bring himself a little closer to the edge - until he gets so wound up in the putting-off that it hurts when he lets himself loose. (He learned this from Koichi-kun.)
Outside, it’s raining; inside, Taisuke picks at a scab and then pours some salt on the reopened wound. The minute hand of the clock ticks its way towards midnight.
11:58… 11:59… 12:00.
Taisuke feels fucking victorious, because he’s managed to not text Hiromitsu all day.
Unit for Points: SMAP
Word Count: 100
Characters: Fujigaya/Kitayama
Note(s): ...why yes, there are masturbatory innuendos in the first paragraph. whyever do you ask? :x
Taisuke plays “games” with himself, in true masochistic tendency, forcing himself to put off doing anything that would be pleasant or relieving - just to bring himself a little closer to the edge - until he gets so wound up in the putting-off that it hurts when he lets himself loose. (He learned this from Koichi-kun.)
Outside, it’s raining; inside, Taisuke picks at a scab and then pours some salt on the reopened wound. The minute hand of the clock ticks its way towards midnight.
11:58… 11:59… 12:00.
Taisuke feels fucking victorious, because he’s managed to not text Hiromitsu all day.