[One-shot] We can have a 'Maybe'
We can have a 'Maybe'
Kisumai - Fujigaya/Tamamori
1011 words, PG, canon
On a trip with the rest of the group, Tamamori and Fujigaya wander off together and have a discovery about themselves.
[Notes]Last of the Daybreaker stuff, I think? I meant to have like, an actual location for them, but I figured it didn't really matter that much, so I didn't. XD Anyway, this is canon!fic and I actually really like it ;o; (I tend to, obviously, prefer my AU fics.) Writing from Tama's pov is hard, okay. But I like it. I like hopeful!romantic!Fujigaya. ;o; *rolls away*
Also, idk if any of them will see this, but thank you to all the anons who humored me and gave me prompts <3 I had a lot of fun writing them! (And sorry that I haven't seen BBJ yet 8X)
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The trip wasn't work related, not strictly speaking. They had just all decided that it'd be good to spend some time, still together, but away from work. Miyata had joked that it'd be nice to rememeber what everyone else looked like without makeup and sequins.
They got four days, which was more than they had expected, and Tamamori realized after the second day how much they had needed it. Yokoo had banned heavy work discussion from the trip and it was good to just be able to step back and breathe for a little bit, have some fun with the seven of them and remember why they liked each other to much.
Day three didn't have any plans, maybe a movie, but nothing set in stone. They decided to all wander and then meet up for lunch again. Senga and Nikaido tagged off together, and Kitayama and Miyata veered off into a store a few minutes later, but Tamamori was surprised when Yokoo wished him fun and left as well, leaving him with Fujigaya. He would have expected Yokoo to stay with Fujigaya, or for Fujigaya to have followed after Yokoo. Instead, Fujigaya just gave him a smile.
Deciding to follow him, Tamamori wondered where Fujigaya would pick to stop. Clothing store? Maybe a bakery.
In actuality, Fujigaya just meandered around, not really stopping anywhere, but always pausing in case Tamamori wanted to look at something. Tamamori didn't particularly want to. He was more than content to just walk along with Fujigaya in a companionable silence.
That was something different from when they'd been younger. Tamamori remembered wondering how Fujigaya managed to breathe with all the talking he did. Now Fujigaya was older, more mature, and able to appreciate non-verbal communication. This might be an ironic observation, coming from a younger Tamamori.
But it was good to see Fujigaya look so relaxed and carefree, Tamamori realized, smiling as he watched Fujigaya, often paying more attention to the man than to his surroundings - though he was more careful after he nearly walked into a trashcan. Fujigaya laughed when it happened.
"Where are we going?" Tamamori asked after a while.
Shrugging, Fujigaya glanced around. "No idea."
"Okay."
They kept going.
Fujigaya loosened up even more as time passed and Tamamori found himself enjoying it more and more. This was, he knew, the reason Fujigaya was the moodmaker. He didn't even really have to try to affect those around him, which wasn't always a good thing, but it was when he was happy.
They ended up wandering into a botanical garden, all high walls, creative archways, and beautiful flowers, trees, and shrubs. There was even a fountain.
It was quiet. Though they weren't the only ones there, the walls and winding pathways gave them the illusion of seclusion. Fujigaya parked himself on a bench near the fountain, and after a moment's pause, Tamamori joined him.
He liked this a lot, he realized - today was all sorts of discoveries. It had been a very long time since he'd spent time alone with just Fujigaya. Fujigaya was a butterfly and Tamamori was social in his own way, so they tended to hangout with a group of friends when they met up outside of work, and Tamamori enjoyed that, but he found this was different, almost special, knowing he could have Fujigaya's undivided attention if he asked for it.
They'd been so quiet for the past while that Tamamori started when Fujigaya spoke up.
"Ne, Tama... Where do you see yourself in ten years?"
"Hm?" Tamamori raised an eyebrow. "Yokoo-san said no work talk."
"It doesn't have to be all about work," Fujigaya said, waving a hand. "Humor me."
"Hmmm..." Tamamori frowned, giving it some thought. Ten years was along time. He'd be in another phase in his life, probably, but he didn't know if he could quite envision what that would be.
"I don't know," he said finally, glancing over at Fujigaya. "Kisumai." Because he couldn't see himself losing that, hoped he never would. "Acting, probably? Maybe I'll have settled down with someone. Hopefully I'll have seen more places than I have now. What about you?"
"I don't really know," Fujigaya admitted. "I mean, I'll be, what, thirty-five? That doesn't really seem real. I mean... Anything could happen, right?"
Tamamori nodded, because he understood that, even if it wasn't really an answer. Fujigaya, he suspected, was afraid of the future. In a lot of ways, if you were up so high, the fall could happen in an instant. If you put too much of yourself into anything, it could fall apart and leave you with nothing. He'd seen it back when debut had been a bad taste in their mouth, an almost hopeless possibility. Fujigaya had recoiled from them all back then.
He shook himself from these thoughts, realizing he was still staring at Fujigaya. Fujigaya was watching him as well, didn't seem to even mind the stare drilling into him, and was even smiling still.
"We should go," Tamamori muttered, dropping his gaze, his cheeks flushing for no good reason. "They're going to wonder where we are."
He made to stand up, but Fujigaya reached out, grabbing his hand. "Wait!"
Tamamori froze, taken by surprise. He looked at Fujigaya, confused, and then down at their hands.
"Let's..." Fujigaya shrugged, biting back a smile, looking suddenly uncertain. Nervous, Tamamori realized, he was nervous. And hopeful. "Let's just stay here for a while? They won't mind it."
Tamamori just stared at him for a very long moment before it dawned on him. Then he looked at their hands again.
Gently, he sat back down. Right next to Fujigaya this time, and giving his hand a gentle squeeze.
They sat there for a while longer, just watching as birds flew down to the fountain, a soft breeze rustling through the nearby bushes.
"Maybe," Tamamori said after a while, still looking at their hands. "Maybe in ten years, we'll be here again." It was optimism. But he could afford to optimistic, he thought.
Fujigaya squeezed his hand.
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Kisumai - Fujigaya/Tamamori
1011 words, PG, canon
On a trip with the rest of the group, Tamamori and Fujigaya wander off together and have a discovery about themselves.
[Notes]Last of the Daybreaker stuff, I think? I meant to have like, an actual location for them, but I figured it didn't really matter that much, so I didn't. XD Anyway, this is canon!fic and I actually really like it ;o; (I tend to, obviously, prefer my AU fics.) Writing from Tama's pov is hard, okay. But I like it. I like hopeful!romantic!Fujigaya. ;o; *rolls away*
Also, idk if any of them will see this, but thank you to all the anons who humored me and gave me prompts <3 I had a lot of fun writing them! (And sorry that I haven't seen BBJ yet 8X)
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The trip wasn't work related, not strictly speaking. They had just all decided that it'd be good to spend some time, still together, but away from work. Miyata had joked that it'd be nice to rememeber what everyone else looked like without makeup and sequins.
They got four days, which was more than they had expected, and Tamamori realized after the second day how much they had needed it. Yokoo had banned heavy work discussion from the trip and it was good to just be able to step back and breathe for a little bit, have some fun with the seven of them and remember why they liked each other to much.
Day three didn't have any plans, maybe a movie, but nothing set in stone. They decided to all wander and then meet up for lunch again. Senga and Nikaido tagged off together, and Kitayama and Miyata veered off into a store a few minutes later, but Tamamori was surprised when Yokoo wished him fun and left as well, leaving him with Fujigaya. He would have expected Yokoo to stay with Fujigaya, or for Fujigaya to have followed after Yokoo. Instead, Fujigaya just gave him a smile.
Deciding to follow him, Tamamori wondered where Fujigaya would pick to stop. Clothing store? Maybe a bakery.
In actuality, Fujigaya just meandered around, not really stopping anywhere, but always pausing in case Tamamori wanted to look at something. Tamamori didn't particularly want to. He was more than content to just walk along with Fujigaya in a companionable silence.
That was something different from when they'd been younger. Tamamori remembered wondering how Fujigaya managed to breathe with all the talking he did. Now Fujigaya was older, more mature, and able to appreciate non-verbal communication. This might be an ironic observation, coming from a younger Tamamori.
But it was good to see Fujigaya look so relaxed and carefree, Tamamori realized, smiling as he watched Fujigaya, often paying more attention to the man than to his surroundings - though he was more careful after he nearly walked into a trashcan. Fujigaya laughed when it happened.
"Where are we going?" Tamamori asked after a while.
Shrugging, Fujigaya glanced around. "No idea."
"Okay."
They kept going.
Fujigaya loosened up even more as time passed and Tamamori found himself enjoying it more and more. This was, he knew, the reason Fujigaya was the moodmaker. He didn't even really have to try to affect those around him, which wasn't always a good thing, but it was when he was happy.
They ended up wandering into a botanical garden, all high walls, creative archways, and beautiful flowers, trees, and shrubs. There was even a fountain.
It was quiet. Though they weren't the only ones there, the walls and winding pathways gave them the illusion of seclusion. Fujigaya parked himself on a bench near the fountain, and after a moment's pause, Tamamori joined him.
He liked this a lot, he realized - today was all sorts of discoveries. It had been a very long time since he'd spent time alone with just Fujigaya. Fujigaya was a butterfly and Tamamori was social in his own way, so they tended to hangout with a group of friends when they met up outside of work, and Tamamori enjoyed that, but he found this was different, almost special, knowing he could have Fujigaya's undivided attention if he asked for it.
They'd been so quiet for the past while that Tamamori started when Fujigaya spoke up.
"Ne, Tama... Where do you see yourself in ten years?"
"Hm?" Tamamori raised an eyebrow. "Yokoo-san said no work talk."
"It doesn't have to be all about work," Fujigaya said, waving a hand. "Humor me."
"Hmmm..." Tamamori frowned, giving it some thought. Ten years was along time. He'd be in another phase in his life, probably, but he didn't know if he could quite envision what that would be.
"I don't know," he said finally, glancing over at Fujigaya. "Kisumai." Because he couldn't see himself losing that, hoped he never would. "Acting, probably? Maybe I'll have settled down with someone. Hopefully I'll have seen more places than I have now. What about you?"
"I don't really know," Fujigaya admitted. "I mean, I'll be, what, thirty-five? That doesn't really seem real. I mean... Anything could happen, right?"
Tamamori nodded, because he understood that, even if it wasn't really an answer. Fujigaya, he suspected, was afraid of the future. In a lot of ways, if you were up so high, the fall could happen in an instant. If you put too much of yourself into anything, it could fall apart and leave you with nothing. He'd seen it back when debut had been a bad taste in their mouth, an almost hopeless possibility. Fujigaya had recoiled from them all back then.
He shook himself from these thoughts, realizing he was still staring at Fujigaya. Fujigaya was watching him as well, didn't seem to even mind the stare drilling into him, and was even smiling still.
"We should go," Tamamori muttered, dropping his gaze, his cheeks flushing for no good reason. "They're going to wonder where we are."
He made to stand up, but Fujigaya reached out, grabbing his hand. "Wait!"
Tamamori froze, taken by surprise. He looked at Fujigaya, confused, and then down at their hands.
"Let's..." Fujigaya shrugged, biting back a smile, looking suddenly uncertain. Nervous, Tamamori realized, he was nervous. And hopeful. "Let's just stay here for a while? They won't mind it."
Tamamori just stared at him for a very long moment before it dawned on him. Then he looked at their hands again.
Gently, he sat back down. Right next to Fujigaya this time, and giving his hand a gentle squeeze.
They sat there for a while longer, just watching as birds flew down to the fountain, a soft breeze rustling through the nearby bushes.
"Maybe," Tamamori said after a while, still looking at their hands. "Maybe in ten years, we'll be here again." It was optimism. But he could afford to optimistic, he thought.
Fujigaya squeezed his hand.
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