[drabble] Through the Grapevine (TamaMiya)
Title: Through the Grapevine
Fandom: Kis-My-Ft2 (TamaMiya)
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Fluff/Romance
Disclaimer: Don’t own them.
Summary: Word travels a lot faster than Tamamori would have liked.
NOTE: Takes place the day after the Fukuoka concert.
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“Yuta~!” Tamamori-san called when she heard the front door close. Walking towards it, she added, “Okae-Ah! Miyata-kun’s here too.”
Miyata grinned. “Tadaima~!”
“Okaeri!” To Tamamori, she held out an ice pack. “I heard you skated off the stage in Fukuoka.”
Even if she had been worried, she couldn’t help but laugh at the horrified squawk that escaped her son’s mouth.
“How’d you…” But even as he said this, Tamamori was already looking at Miyata, who, in return held his hands up.
“Not me!”
“Miyata-kun didn’t tell me,” Tamamori-san informed him before things could get hostile, and Miyata let out a soft, “Safe~~”
“Why don’t the two of you put your things away in Yuta’s room and come back down for some lunch,” she suggested. “It should be ready soon.”
It probably wasn’t usual for a mother to like her son’s boyfriend so much, but it was difficult to dislike someone who was so obviously head over heels for her son, even with all his oddities. Add the fact that those feelings were reciprocated…
Watching them go, a small smile played on her lips.
Texting a quick thanks to Fujigaya for the heads-up on her son’s adventures in Fukuoka, Tamamori-san headed back towards the kitchen. As she dipped the pork in breadcrumbs, she wondered if maybe she should wait a little while before frying the tonkatsu.
Then with a shrug, she placed the first piece in the hot oil and hoped they wouldn’t take too long with their… personal business this time.
OWARI
<--- I really don't want this one to die... It's supposed to be Senga.