[yamajima, ohgojima] drabbles x 2
these are so super pointless orz
title white horse
pairing nakajima yuuto x ohgo suzuka
rating pg, random
notes because suzuka rides horses, too! or she did once twice! at least. they are the royal couple yo.
Pulling her beast to a stop, Suzuka laughs breathlessly as she shakes hair out of her wind-chapped face. She rubs her horse’s neck gently as they wait- it only takes a couple more seconds before hoof beats are catching up and a second animal pulls alongside hers, its rider similarly panting for air. “You could have warned me that you were a speed demon!”
“Sorry, it just felt so good!” she grins as they go along at a walk this time. “And it’s been such a long time… thanks for dragging me out.”
“Well, you looked like you needed it… you’ve seemed kind of down lately. It’s good to see a smile again.”
Suzuka blushes and looks away, trying unsuccessfully to scowl. “Yeah, well. I guess you do good this time,” she grumbles as she looks back to him, leaning over in his direction.
As he follows suit and leans in for the kiss her horse suddenly whinnies and dances out of the way, making Suzuka jerk forward in surprise. “I guess someone wants you all for herself,” Yuuto laughs as Suzuka tries to right herself. “But hey, I had her first!”
Suzuka grumbles when she’s finally seated properly again, and sticks her tongue out at him. “I guess that means we’ll just have to hurry back to where they can’t stop us! Though if you can’t keep up I might just leave without you…” Without another word she kicks her heels and flies off again, waiting for her own prince on his white horse to catch up.
title picture perfect (perfect picture)
pairing nakajima yuuto x yamada ryosuke
rating pg, annoyingly fluffy
notes hi i like cute things
Yuuto takes pictures. He takes a lot of pictures. He takes pictures of the clouds in the sky and the leaves changing color, stray cats and flowers at the store, children with their parents and fish in the lake. He takes pictures of insects and ducks and his brother and his dogs and horses and anything and everything, even when they’re things that others have deemed unworthy of photographing.
He takes pictures of Yamada. He takes a lot of pictures of Yamada.
Pictures of Yamada eating, of Yamada sleeping, of Yamada spacing out. Pictures from dance practice and during car trips, pictures during class and pictures at his home. Pictures of Yamada smiling. Pictures of Yamada happy. There are an alarming amount of pictures of Yamada, and for a while Yamada protests and tries to block off impending photo attacks. But Yuuto always manages to sneak some in, anyway, so Yamada gives up and just tries to ignore him, hiding an amused smile and bubbles of happiness.
“Why me?” he questions, though, as Yuuto looks through his camera’s memory to make room for more. “Why not Keito, or Chinen?”
“Because,” Yuuto says, setting aside his camera to wrap Yamada into his arms, face burying into his neck and breath tickling his skin, “Yama-chan is beautiful.”
Yamada scowls, because he’s been pretending to hate it when Yuuto gets sappy, and snatches up the camera, pulling away and holding it up. “Then, I should be the one taking pictures of you.”
(Yuuto’s laughter in that picture as he reaches out to stop him is, after all, the most beautiful thing he’s seen.)
title white horse
pairing nakajima yuuto x ohgo suzuka
rating pg, random
notes because suzuka rides horses, too! or she did once twice! at least. they are the royal couple yo.
Pulling her beast to a stop, Suzuka laughs breathlessly as she shakes hair out of her wind-chapped face. She rubs her horse’s neck gently as they wait- it only takes a couple more seconds before hoof beats are catching up and a second animal pulls alongside hers, its rider similarly panting for air. “You could have warned me that you were a speed demon!”
“Sorry, it just felt so good!” she grins as they go along at a walk this time. “And it’s been such a long time… thanks for dragging me out.”
“Well, you looked like you needed it… you’ve seemed kind of down lately. It’s good to see a smile again.”
Suzuka blushes and looks away, trying unsuccessfully to scowl. “Yeah, well. I guess you do good this time,” she grumbles as she looks back to him, leaning over in his direction.
As he follows suit and leans in for the kiss her horse suddenly whinnies and dances out of the way, making Suzuka jerk forward in surprise. “I guess someone wants you all for herself,” Yuuto laughs as Suzuka tries to right herself. “But hey, I had her first!”
Suzuka grumbles when she’s finally seated properly again, and sticks her tongue out at him. “I guess that means we’ll just have to hurry back to where they can’t stop us! Though if you can’t keep up I might just leave without you…” Without another word she kicks her heels and flies off again, waiting for her own prince on his white horse to catch up.
title picture perfect (perfect picture)
pairing nakajima yuuto x yamada ryosuke
rating pg, annoyingly fluffy
notes hi i like cute things
Yuuto takes pictures. He takes a lot of pictures. He takes pictures of the clouds in the sky and the leaves changing color, stray cats and flowers at the store, children with their parents and fish in the lake. He takes pictures of insects and ducks and his brother and his dogs and horses and anything and everything, even when they’re things that others have deemed unworthy of photographing.
He takes pictures of Yamada. He takes a lot of pictures of Yamada.
Pictures of Yamada eating, of Yamada sleeping, of Yamada spacing out. Pictures from dance practice and during car trips, pictures during class and pictures at his home. Pictures of Yamada smiling. Pictures of Yamada happy. There are an alarming amount of pictures of Yamada, and for a while Yamada protests and tries to block off impending photo attacks. But Yuuto always manages to sneak some in, anyway, so Yamada gives up and just tries to ignore him, hiding an amused smile and bubbles of happiness.
“Why me?” he questions, though, as Yuuto looks through his camera’s memory to make room for more. “Why not Keito, or Chinen?”
“Because,” Yuuto says, setting aside his camera to wrap Yamada into his arms, face burying into his neck and breath tickling his skin, “Yama-chan is beautiful.”
Yamada scowls, because he’s been pretending to hate it when Yuuto gets sappy, and snatches up the camera, pulling away and holding it up. “Then, I should be the one taking pictures of you.”
(Yuuto’s laughter in that picture as he reaches out to stop him is, after all, the most beautiful thing he’s seen.)