[AtoShishi, Silver] Engagement
This one's for Kuro, who plays an awesome Choutarou for my Shishido ♥
Title: Engagement
Characters/Pairing: Shishido, Choutarou, Atobe, Hyoutei / AtoShishi, Silver
Word Count: +/- 1067
Rating: PG (swearing)
“Come on, Ryou. Show us, show us, I wanna see!”
“Yeah, come on, Ryou. Stop holding out on us!”
“You’re so cruel to your friends, Ryou. Here.”
Having his friends gushing over his new engagement ring wasn’t quite how Shishido had been planning to spend his high school reunion. Jirou had given an almost girlish squeal that made many question if his balls had dropped yet (Marui insisted they had and they had opted to take his word for it) and Gakuto had started whining to Yuushi about how his own wasn’t nearly as impressive (and Yuushi had had to point out that he didn’t own one of the biggest jewelry makers in the world).
Then there were the few who hadn’t even been aware that Ryou had been dating in the first place, even amongst those who he had kept close contact with.
“Ryou… Since when have you and Atobe-san been together?” The fact that Choutarou of all people hadn’t been told caught many by surprise, especially since the pair had been playing professionally together since the younger had finished high school. Shishido seemed a little ashamed of the fact and turned his head to look at his fiancé when he answered.
“Three… Four years?” He said slowly, tone unsure. “Something like that.”
Atobe laughed. “You’re lucky I don’t like you for your brain,” he drawled and ran a hand through Shishido’s hair. It had grown out a lot since middle school, almost back to the length it had been before he so dramatically cut it. Shishido swatted at the hand with a frown.
“Leave it.”
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Shishido sighed as he navigated the halls of the mansion Atobe had so kindly allowed the reunion committee to use for the reunion (sure, he had been the head of the committee but that was beside the point). He had finally managed to get away from the crowd and was now after a nice quiet place to be alone.
He was starting to regret inviting Choutarou to the reunion. He had already figured out that the younger wasn’t going to take it well after being kept in the dark for years, what with them still playing together and all, but that hadn’t made it any easier to handle the expression of sheer betrayal that his best friend had given him when he’d announced that he was engaged.
“Finally,” he murmured to himself as he pushed open the door to the balcony furthest away from the ballroom. It took him a moment to realize he wasn’t alone, though, and he froze when he realized who it was.
“… Ryou?” Great. Trust his luck to have him end up finding the one person he didn’t exactly want to see just yet.
Shishido was silent for a moment before he took a deep breath and stepped towards the railing. “Hey, Chou,” he murmured. A long silence followed. Long and awkward, the sort of silence they hadn’t had to go through since middle school. “Nice out here.”
Another long silence before, “Did you ever plan on telling me?” Choutarou’s voice was soft and quiet, but there was a bite to it that made Shishido flinch. “Or were you just going to go the whole time and let me find out on my own?”
“Chou, I-“
“Four years!” Shishido figured the younger man had a right to be getting upset so he resigned himself to just hanging his head and listening. “Four fucking years. Why didn’t you tell me? We’re supposed to be doubles partners. Best friends. And still you keep something like this from me. Why? Am I not that as important as you’ve made me believe? Goddammit, Ryou. I thought we’d stopped keeping things from each other.”
“Yet you still keep things from me.” Shishido couldn’t help it. His tone held the same bite that Choutarou’s held but it lacked the quiet softness.
“What have I kept from you?!”
“You love me!”
Choutarou fell silent and he dropped his gaze from where he’d been glaring at Shishido. He stared out over the railing to the gardens. “That’s different,” he murmured.
“How?!” Shishido snapped and slapped his hand down onto the railing, ignoring the stinging pain in his palm. “How the hell is that any different from me not telling you I love Keigo?!” He took a slow, deep breath and leaned against the railing. “Goddammit Choutarou… I waited for years… I wanted you to say something. When you said you didn’t want anymore secrets, I thought you were finally going to tell me.” Another deep breath and Shishido’s gaze as well drifted out over the gardens. The silence returned and hung and neither was really sure what to say for the long drawn out minutes.
“Since when?” It was Choutarou who spoke first, the sudden question catching his older friend off-guard. Shishido stared at him in confusion. “Since when have you… loved Atobe-san?”
Shishido spent another short moment in silence, just thinking, before he settled on a shrug. “Only recently. The last year or so,” he admitted, looking away from Choutarou again. “When we started… we were just messing around… We didn’t tell anyone. If it got out that the heir to the Atobe fortune was sleeping around with an old school mate…” He sighed. “We only properly started dating at the end of the season last year. The only ones who really knew were Gakuto, Yuushi and Jirou, and then Marui by association.”
“But you still didn’t tell me. Don’t I matter?”
“… You do, Chou. More than anyone else, you do.” Slowly, Shishido reached a hand up to his partner’s shoulders and turned him around. “I love you.” His hands slid around Choutarou’s neck and he pulled the taller man down until their lips meet in a slow, shy kiss.
Choutarou returned it, at first, a gut reaction, but he soon pulled away with a worried look. “B-But Atobe-san-“
“He knows,” Shishido said slowly. His hands slowly pulled through short white hair. “He’s known from the beginning. I was promised one night if you ever found out but only if it was before the announcement.” He pulled one arm away to check the watch on his wrist and gave a slight smile. “We’ve got an hour.”
The younger man stared down at him in quiet thought for a moment before a smile slowly pulled at his lips. “Plenty of time.”
Title: Engagement
Characters/Pairing: Shishido, Choutarou, Atobe, Hyoutei / AtoShishi, Silver
Word Count: +/- 1067
Rating: PG (swearing)
“Come on, Ryou. Show us, show us, I wanna see!”
“Yeah, come on, Ryou. Stop holding out on us!”
“You’re so cruel to your friends, Ryou. Here.”
Having his friends gushing over his new engagement ring wasn’t quite how Shishido had been planning to spend his high school reunion. Jirou had given an almost girlish squeal that made many question if his balls had dropped yet (Marui insisted they had and they had opted to take his word for it) and Gakuto had started whining to Yuushi about how his own wasn’t nearly as impressive (and Yuushi had had to point out that he didn’t own one of the biggest jewelry makers in the world).
Then there were the few who hadn’t even been aware that Ryou had been dating in the first place, even amongst those who he had kept close contact with.
“Ryou… Since when have you and Atobe-san been together?” The fact that Choutarou of all people hadn’t been told caught many by surprise, especially since the pair had been playing professionally together since the younger had finished high school. Shishido seemed a little ashamed of the fact and turned his head to look at his fiancé when he answered.
“Three… Four years?” He said slowly, tone unsure. “Something like that.”
Atobe laughed. “You’re lucky I don’t like you for your brain,” he drawled and ran a hand through Shishido’s hair. It had grown out a lot since middle school, almost back to the length it had been before he so dramatically cut it. Shishido swatted at the hand with a frown.
“Leave it.”
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Shishido sighed as he navigated the halls of the mansion Atobe had so kindly allowed the reunion committee to use for the reunion (sure, he had been the head of the committee but that was beside the point). He had finally managed to get away from the crowd and was now after a nice quiet place to be alone.
He was starting to regret inviting Choutarou to the reunion. He had already figured out that the younger wasn’t going to take it well after being kept in the dark for years, what with them still playing together and all, but that hadn’t made it any easier to handle the expression of sheer betrayal that his best friend had given him when he’d announced that he was engaged.
“Finally,” he murmured to himself as he pushed open the door to the balcony furthest away from the ballroom. It took him a moment to realize he wasn’t alone, though, and he froze when he realized who it was.
“… Ryou?” Great. Trust his luck to have him end up finding the one person he didn’t exactly want to see just yet.
Shishido was silent for a moment before he took a deep breath and stepped towards the railing. “Hey, Chou,” he murmured. A long silence followed. Long and awkward, the sort of silence they hadn’t had to go through since middle school. “Nice out here.”
Another long silence before, “Did you ever plan on telling me?” Choutarou’s voice was soft and quiet, but there was a bite to it that made Shishido flinch. “Or were you just going to go the whole time and let me find out on my own?”
“Chou, I-“
“Four years!” Shishido figured the younger man had a right to be getting upset so he resigned himself to just hanging his head and listening. “Four fucking years. Why didn’t you tell me? We’re supposed to be doubles partners. Best friends. And still you keep something like this from me. Why? Am I not that as important as you’ve made me believe? Goddammit, Ryou. I thought we’d stopped keeping things from each other.”
“Yet you still keep things from me.” Shishido couldn’t help it. His tone held the same bite that Choutarou’s held but it lacked the quiet softness.
“What have I kept from you?!”
“You love me!”
Choutarou fell silent and he dropped his gaze from where he’d been glaring at Shishido. He stared out over the railing to the gardens. “That’s different,” he murmured.
“How?!” Shishido snapped and slapped his hand down onto the railing, ignoring the stinging pain in his palm. “How the hell is that any different from me not telling you I love Keigo?!” He took a slow, deep breath and leaned against the railing. “Goddammit Choutarou… I waited for years… I wanted you to say something. When you said you didn’t want anymore secrets, I thought you were finally going to tell me.” Another deep breath and Shishido’s gaze as well drifted out over the gardens. The silence returned and hung and neither was really sure what to say for the long drawn out minutes.
“Since when?” It was Choutarou who spoke first, the sudden question catching his older friend off-guard. Shishido stared at him in confusion. “Since when have you… loved Atobe-san?”
Shishido spent another short moment in silence, just thinking, before he settled on a shrug. “Only recently. The last year or so,” he admitted, looking away from Choutarou again. “When we started… we were just messing around… We didn’t tell anyone. If it got out that the heir to the Atobe fortune was sleeping around with an old school mate…” He sighed. “We only properly started dating at the end of the season last year. The only ones who really knew were Gakuto, Yuushi and Jirou, and then Marui by association.”
“But you still didn’t tell me. Don’t I matter?”
“… You do, Chou. More than anyone else, you do.” Slowly, Shishido reached a hand up to his partner’s shoulders and turned him around. “I love you.” His hands slid around Choutarou’s neck and he pulled the taller man down until their lips meet in a slow, shy kiss.
Choutarou returned it, at first, a gut reaction, but he soon pulled away with a worried look. “B-But Atobe-san-“
“He knows,” Shishido said slowly. His hands slowly pulled through short white hair. “He’s known from the beginning. I was promised one night if you ever found out but only if it was before the announcement.” He pulled one arm away to check the watch on his wrist and gave a slight smile. “We’ve got an hour.”
The younger man stared down at him in quiet thought for a moment before a smile slowly pulled at his lips. “Plenty of time.”