JUMP 10!
pair: hikaru yaotome x yabu kouta
rating: pg
summary: Jump celebrates their tenth year anniversary.
wordcount: 217
note: Whoa this fic is two years old! Found it in my folder and it gave me the warm fuzzies, so here it is. Thinking about lengthening it, but no promises yet.
"Goddamnit, what the fuck?"
"Your eyes were getting droopy."
"They were not."
"Camera."
Instantaneously they turn, smiling with a brightness to rival the thousand stage lights illuminating them from every angle, and wave happily at the advancing film crew. When the camera man has finally gone on to record Chinen leaping into the double-twist-backflip that he perfected for their tenth anniversary concert, Yabu turns back to Hikaru and attempts to convey his displeasure through his stage smile.
"They were not getting droopy."
"You needed a little perk-me-up."
"Grabbing my ass is not an acceptable perk-me-up."
"Camera."
They grin again, charming and suave and all idol fanservice as Yabu slings his arm around Hikaru, pulling him closer and inciting half the concert hall to burst out squealing. When the camera man has scuttled away again, Hikaru leans against his old friend with a sigh. "You're becoming such a prude for your age, Kou-chan."
"At least I'm not becoming a pervert," Yabu hisses back, locking Hikaru into a choker hold when his hand starts traveling southward. Beside them, Daiki and Ryutaro skip past in a manner inappropriate for twenty-something-year-olds, sing-songing "Old married couple, old married couple~"
When Hikaru's hand eventually manages to latch itself to his nether regions anyway, Yabu thinks that he may be too old for this.
A/N. UGH I KNOW RYUTARO'S GONE but I can't bring myself to edit him out! Hamster boy you will always have a place in my heart ;w;
rating: pg
summary: Jump celebrates their tenth year anniversary.
wordcount: 217
note: Whoa this fic is two years old! Found it in my folder and it gave me the warm fuzzies, so here it is. Thinking about lengthening it, but no promises yet.
"Goddamnit, what the fuck?"
"Your eyes were getting droopy."
"They were not."
"Camera."
Instantaneously they turn, smiling with a brightness to rival the thousand stage lights illuminating them from every angle, and wave happily at the advancing film crew. When the camera man has finally gone on to record Chinen leaping into the double-twist-backflip that he perfected for their tenth anniversary concert, Yabu turns back to Hikaru and attempts to convey his displeasure through his stage smile.
"They were not getting droopy."
"You needed a little perk-me-up."
"Grabbing my ass is not an acceptable perk-me-up."
"Camera."
They grin again, charming and suave and all idol fanservice as Yabu slings his arm around Hikaru, pulling him closer and inciting half the concert hall to burst out squealing. When the camera man has scuttled away again, Hikaru leans against his old friend with a sigh. "You're becoming such a prude for your age, Kou-chan."
"At least I'm not becoming a pervert," Yabu hisses back, locking Hikaru into a choker hold when his hand starts traveling southward. Beside them, Daiki and Ryutaro skip past in a manner inappropriate for twenty-something-year-olds, sing-songing "Old married couple, old married couple~"
When Hikaru's hand eventually manages to latch itself to his nether regions anyway, Yabu thinks that he may be too old for this.
A/N. UGH I KNOW RYUTARO'S GONE but I can't bring myself to edit him out! Hamster boy you will always have a place in my heart ;w;