Loop
Title: Loop
Chapter: One-shot
Author: kiroyo
Genre: Drama, Romance
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I own this page of lies.
Rating: G
Pairing: Reita x Kai
Synopsis: Caught in a spiral, caught in a loop, there's no other way Reita could put it.
As far as Reita can remember, the word 'loop' has been entwined in his life since the moment he met Kai.
When Yune left and Kai entered the rented run-down studio which stank of sweat and moldy carpets, took his seat on the drum stool and said, ''Look my way and play for me." That line, that image looped on replay in his mind for weeks. When Ruki asked for a vote, Reita played nonchalant but he saw the slight smirk which curled on Uruha's lips when his hand shot up first.
When Reita nabbed Kai red-handed drawing loops during a supposed important meeting when Sakai was rambling on about costume sets to Ruki, he nudged the drummer’s thigh and grinned when the other startled and toppled over the sheet of paper containing his doodles. Glares fired in mock anger came his way when the short vocalist flared up and went on a verbal rampage about how ridiculous and irresponsible it is that the leader of the band wasn’t paying attention to their visual image when they were a visual kei band, only made the grin on Reita’s face grow wider.
When they were up on a rooftop having a smoking break where Reita was the participant and Kai was a spectator since he managed to kick the habit before anyone else, Kai had suddenly spun around and said “Rei! Can you do this?” Amidst the grey fumes that he had exhaled, he could still see the drummer’s face lit up with amusement with his tongue sticking out, looped in an ‘O’. Reita flicked away the ashes on the stick and shrugged his shoulders, under the pretence that he couldn’t be bothered to try it when in actual fact, his eyes were trained on the pink tongue which darted out of the drummer’s lips. What Reita didn’t know was that his acting sucked, and Kai caught on immediately. As Kai took a step forward, Reita stood rooted to the ground with eyes wide opened as he watched the drummer’s eyelids fall shut and the distance between their lips close.
When rehearsals had ended for the day the night before the tour final, Kai had stood with Reita on the empty stage of Tokyo Dome and looped his arm around his. With starry eyes and a wide smile, Kai said, “We’ve made it Reita.”
Now lying on a bed in a comfy apartment with an overflowing astray of cigarette butts at his side and his arm looped around the waist of the sleeping other, Reita smiled. “Not sleeping yet?” came a sleep-laden voice accompanied with a fist rubbing at an eye. “Yeah,” Reita replied, securing his arm tighter around Kai, “’cause you were on my mind.” “That sounds like a bad thing. Why would you be thinking of me when I’m right here?” Kai laughed. “I was trying to be corny. Stop finding loopholes in whatever I’m saying and picking on my pride!” Reita grumbled, but stopped when he realized the usage of that particular word again. “Whatever Rei.” Kai chuckled. “Go to sleep. It’s a long day ahead tomorrow.” Reita nodded, and his consciousness, along with the drummer’s drifted away.
Chapter: One-shot
Author: kiroyo
Genre: Drama, Romance
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I own this page of lies.
Rating: G
Pairing: Reita x Kai
Synopsis: Caught in a spiral, caught in a loop, there's no other way Reita could put it.
As far as Reita can remember, the word 'loop' has been entwined in his life since the moment he met Kai.
When Yune left and Kai entered the rented run-down studio which stank of sweat and moldy carpets, took his seat on the drum stool and said, ''Look my way and play for me." That line, that image looped on replay in his mind for weeks. When Ruki asked for a vote, Reita played nonchalant but he saw the slight smirk which curled on Uruha's lips when his hand shot up first.
When Reita nabbed Kai red-handed drawing loops during a supposed important meeting when Sakai was rambling on about costume sets to Ruki, he nudged the drummer’s thigh and grinned when the other startled and toppled over the sheet of paper containing his doodles. Glares fired in mock anger came his way when the short vocalist flared up and went on a verbal rampage about how ridiculous and irresponsible it is that the leader of the band wasn’t paying attention to their visual image when they were a visual kei band, only made the grin on Reita’s face grow wider.
When they were up on a rooftop having a smoking break where Reita was the participant and Kai was a spectator since he managed to kick the habit before anyone else, Kai had suddenly spun around and said “Rei! Can you do this?” Amidst the grey fumes that he had exhaled, he could still see the drummer’s face lit up with amusement with his tongue sticking out, looped in an ‘O’. Reita flicked away the ashes on the stick and shrugged his shoulders, under the pretence that he couldn’t be bothered to try it when in actual fact, his eyes were trained on the pink tongue which darted out of the drummer’s lips. What Reita didn’t know was that his acting sucked, and Kai caught on immediately. As Kai took a step forward, Reita stood rooted to the ground with eyes wide opened as he watched the drummer’s eyelids fall shut and the distance between their lips close.
When rehearsals had ended for the day the night before the tour final, Kai had stood with Reita on the empty stage of Tokyo Dome and looped his arm around his. With starry eyes and a wide smile, Kai said, “We’ve made it Reita.”
Now lying on a bed in a comfy apartment with an overflowing astray of cigarette butts at his side and his arm looped around the waist of the sleeping other, Reita smiled. “Not sleeping yet?” came a sleep-laden voice accompanied with a fist rubbing at an eye. “Yeah,” Reita replied, securing his arm tighter around Kai, “’cause you were on my mind.” “That sounds like a bad thing. Why would you be thinking of me when I’m right here?” Kai laughed. “I was trying to be corny. Stop finding loopholes in whatever I’m saying and picking on my pride!” Reita grumbled, but stopped when he realized the usage of that particular word again. “Whatever Rei.” Kai chuckled. “Go to sleep. It’s a long day ahead tomorrow.” Reita nodded, and his consciousness, along with the drummer’s drifted away.