Sorry for disrupting your regularly scheduled program..
A little ficcie brought to you by a person who's been looping Lady Gaga's "Telephone" like crazy. Plus throw in some Tegomass flailing because of their new PV so now you get this. ORZ.
Title: Left My Head and My Heart on the Dance Floor.
Pairing: Take a guess. LOL
Rating: PG, I think.
Author's notes: Too busy to beta this. This is a product of sordid imagination, if I may add. lol.
Masuda Takahisa is not a club person. No, he isn't really. That's why he couldn't comprehend as to why he is now sitting on a stool before a bartender, gulping down another shot of Tequila while thinking if he should try loosening himself up on the dance floor. His friends who dragged him in this god-forsaken place have already left him to his devices. Didn't they know he's such a noob on this kind of "bang-yourself-up-til-you-get-wasted" thing? Takahisa sighs loudly, beckons the bartender to give him another tequila shot and mulls over that thought then he wishes he did not turn his head back to the dance floor. He sees the most beautiful guy he has ever set his eyes on to. To point out another thing, Takahisa cannot think himself as someone who'll have a boy crush....not until now. His heart races as the pretty guy catches his languid stare. Takahisa clears his throat. He prays that the pretty guy would ignore him. Just ignore him and get on with his business. But, the pretty guy has already decided that Takahisa become his business. Sleek as a cat, the pretty guy strides toward Takahisa, his eyes inviting....and mesmerizing. Takahisa decides that it might be best to get another tequila shot.
"Hey, can I have that shot instead?" The pretty guy touches his shoulder, sending shockwaves through Takahisa. He, on the other hand, can't resist staring at the pair of pretty eyes looking down at him.
"Sure." Takahisa croaks out. His fingers shaking, Takahisa hands his tequila shot to the pretty guy. The pretty guy rewards him with a blinding smile and a small nod of thanks then swoops the tequila in one fluid motion.. Takahisa drops his jaw in awe.
"So, what's your name?" The pretty guy catches him off-guard, yet again.
"Uh...Masuda."
"Masuda....? You must have a first name, right?" The pretty being has a mischievous look on his face.
"Takahisa."
"Oh.....nice name, Can I call you Massu then?" Another blinding smile. Takahisa frantically signals the bartender for another tequila shot. He calms down and nods in acknowledgment as he gulps another shot.
"So,Massu, do you often go here?" The pretty guy has a talent for small talk, something that Takahisa does not have. He nods for the nth time. The pretty guy chuckles. "If I don't know any better, I maybe talking to a mute guy!"
Takahisa nervously laughs. "It's just.....uhm, I lied. It's my first time here."
"I lied too. I'm actually a girl."
"Wha----? You...are?" Takahisa has this stupefied expression on his face. The pretty guy laughs hard.
"Oh my, you're too cute to be true. I haven't met the most gullible guy in ages." He laughs his pretty head off. Then he inches his face closer to Takahisa, who starts to panic. "You wanna know a little secret?"
Takahisa nods imperceptibly. He feels hot all of a sudden.
"I'm so into you right now that I wanna do you and make you crazy." The pretty guy whispered, his stare very intense and too hard to resist. Takahisa wants to assure himself that he does not want to do anyone right now, much less a pretty guy but the soft touch of his lips on Takahisa's has made him forget all those thoughts. Takahisa finds himself kissing back. real hard. Thankfully, the bartender is nowhere to be seen. And the club's such a dark place that nobody can notice that HE is kissing another guy. A pretty guy that is.
The music pounding on his ears, the hot staleness of the club, the dizziness caused by the countless tequila shots, Takahisa wants to go anywhere but here. The pretty guy must have read his thoughts. The last thing Takahisa remembers is the urgency of the situation. He wakes up in a secluded hotel room with nothing on but memories of a distant, frenzied night. The taste of the tequila suddenly comes back to him and all he wants to do is to get it out of the system. He desperately needs a good cup of coffee. On the bedside table, his black cellphone vibrates. A name registers on the screen. Tegoshi Yuya. The lights on his phone continues to blink as if telling him to answer the call right now. He wishes that the pretty guy would have remained a stranger to him. A no-name pretty guy whom he nailed repeatedly last night.
WIthout thinking, Takahisa hurls the cellphone to the wall. It cracks, the pieces scatters all over the hotel room floor. Takahisa hangs his head. He does not know if it's because of the hung-over or the paramount emotions he's feeling right now. But one's thing for sure. He does not want to go clubbing anymore. Ever.
END
Ok, so i forsook my ShigeMassu pairing and wrote a TegoMass ficlet. Can anyone blame me for having fujoshi moments while watching "Moshimo Kono Sekai Kara OO ga Nakunattara?" OTL. And yes, Lady Gaga fagging + TegoMass fagging = Not so good. or maybe not. lol.
Title: Left My Head and My Heart on the Dance Floor.
Pairing: Take a guess. LOL
Rating: PG, I think.
Author's notes: Too busy to beta this. This is a product of sordid imagination, if I may add. lol.
Masuda Takahisa is not a club person. No, he isn't really. That's why he couldn't comprehend as to why he is now sitting on a stool before a bartender, gulping down another shot of Tequila while thinking if he should try loosening himself up on the dance floor. His friends who dragged him in this god-forsaken place have already left him to his devices. Didn't they know he's such a noob on this kind of "bang-yourself-up-til-you-get-wasted" thing? Takahisa sighs loudly, beckons the bartender to give him another tequila shot and mulls over that thought then he wishes he did not turn his head back to the dance floor. He sees the most beautiful guy he has ever set his eyes on to. To point out another thing, Takahisa cannot think himself as someone who'll have a boy crush....not until now. His heart races as the pretty guy catches his languid stare. Takahisa clears his throat. He prays that the pretty guy would ignore him. Just ignore him and get on with his business. But, the pretty guy has already decided that Takahisa become his business. Sleek as a cat, the pretty guy strides toward Takahisa, his eyes inviting....and mesmerizing. Takahisa decides that it might be best to get another tequila shot.
"Hey, can I have that shot instead?" The pretty guy touches his shoulder, sending shockwaves through Takahisa. He, on the other hand, can't resist staring at the pair of pretty eyes looking down at him.
"Sure." Takahisa croaks out. His fingers shaking, Takahisa hands his tequila shot to the pretty guy. The pretty guy rewards him with a blinding smile and a small nod of thanks then swoops the tequila in one fluid motion.. Takahisa drops his jaw in awe.
"So, what's your name?" The pretty guy catches him off-guard, yet again.
"Uh...Masuda."
"Masuda....? You must have a first name, right?" The pretty being has a mischievous look on his face.
"Takahisa."
"Oh.....nice name, Can I call you Massu then?" Another blinding smile. Takahisa frantically signals the bartender for another tequila shot. He calms down and nods in acknowledgment as he gulps another shot.
"So,Massu, do you often go here?" The pretty guy has a talent for small talk, something that Takahisa does not have. He nods for the nth time. The pretty guy chuckles. "If I don't know any better, I maybe talking to a mute guy!"
Takahisa nervously laughs. "It's just.....uhm, I lied. It's my first time here."
"I lied too. I'm actually a girl."
"Wha----? You...are?" Takahisa has this stupefied expression on his face. The pretty guy laughs hard.
"Oh my, you're too cute to be true. I haven't met the most gullible guy in ages." He laughs his pretty head off. Then he inches his face closer to Takahisa, who starts to panic. "You wanna know a little secret?"
Takahisa nods imperceptibly. He feels hot all of a sudden.
"I'm so into you right now that I wanna do you and make you crazy." The pretty guy whispered, his stare very intense and too hard to resist. Takahisa wants to assure himself that he does not want to do anyone right now, much less a pretty guy but the soft touch of his lips on Takahisa's has made him forget all those thoughts. Takahisa finds himself kissing back. real hard. Thankfully, the bartender is nowhere to be seen. And the club's such a dark place that nobody can notice that HE is kissing another guy. A pretty guy that is.
The music pounding on his ears, the hot staleness of the club, the dizziness caused by the countless tequila shots, Takahisa wants to go anywhere but here. The pretty guy must have read his thoughts. The last thing Takahisa remembers is the urgency of the situation. He wakes up in a secluded hotel room with nothing on but memories of a distant, frenzied night. The taste of the tequila suddenly comes back to him and all he wants to do is to get it out of the system. He desperately needs a good cup of coffee. On the bedside table, his black cellphone vibrates. A name registers on the screen. Tegoshi Yuya. The lights on his phone continues to blink as if telling him to answer the call right now. He wishes that the pretty guy would have remained a stranger to him. A no-name pretty guy whom he nailed repeatedly last night.
WIthout thinking, Takahisa hurls the cellphone to the wall. It cracks, the pieces scatters all over the hotel room floor. Takahisa hangs his head. He does not know if it's because of the hung-over or the paramount emotions he's feeling right now. But one's thing for sure. He does not want to go clubbing anymore. Ever.
END
Ok, so i forsook my ShigeMassu pairing and wrote a TegoMass ficlet. Can anyone blame me for having fujoshi moments while watching "Moshimo Kono Sekai Kara OO ga Nakunattara?" OTL. And yes, Lady Gaga fagging + TegoMass fagging = Not so good. or maybe not. lol.