Years: Precious Leader
Title:Precious Leader
Pairing/Group: ShinGoro
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance, Fluff
Summary: Leader finds out about the two of them
Goro ran his hand along the row of clothes. Shingo had so much! Such a variety! He smiled at all the crazy colors and shapes. Pulling out various pieces and holding them in front of himself. Of course they were far too big and looked quite silly. The coat he was looking at was the one Shingo has worn when they had both been on Ojamap. Goro remembered that day quite warmly. A hand running over the fabric, his eyes drifted shut. His nose buried in the fabric, taking in his lover's scent.
He didn't know how long he was like that but was startled out of his fantasy by thick arms pulling around his waist. He yipped in surprise as he was hugged tightly against the larger man's body. “Pervert. Sniffing my clothes~” Shingo kissed up that neck. “Nakai was right about you~ You’re dangerous” Shingo slid a hand down his prisoner's front. The other man just ignored him, lost in thought. Shingo cocked his head and just rested it on the other man's shoulder. “What's wrong?” Goro was looking down and just staring at the coat. “We have to tell him…”
Shingo was surprised and not surprised that Goro had told Takuya about them already. The two of them had always been close in a way he had been slightly jealous of. Ignoring the barb about him only finding out because Shingo couldn’t keep his hands to himself. Goro begged the younger man to tell Nakai. “Why can’t you do it Goro?” he blanched a bit “Nakai would get mad at me, you’re special to him Shingo. He won’t get angry with you.” He had agreed but had no clue exactly how he was going to do it.
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Shingo was coming back to the studio after a photoshoot just in time for lunch. Takuya was nowhere to be found in the green room, like usual, Tsuyoshi could be heard practicing his guitar down the hall. Nakai was eating and working in one of his many notebooks and Goro was playing on his phone. Picking up some food from the usual table, Shingo noticed the other man slyly checking him out. He smirked just a little to himself. He was a little more outlandish than usual because of the shoot. Nice jeans and a plaid blazer over a thick striped dress shirt. Complete with tie and one of his crazy top hats. It was one of those outfits that shouldn’t work at all but does.
Sitting down at the other end of the table Shingo started to eat. Eyes just locked down the length of the table. The light on Shingo’s phone started to blink.
Whats with the outfit Shingo?
He kept eating, but casually picked up his phone to respond.
I had a magazine shoot. Why? Do you see something you like?
No.
Liar.
Goro snorted a little and smiled.
See I knew you were lying.
Maybe I was lying a little.
Shingo sat back in his chair smugly.
What is it? The tie, the nice shoes, how my butt looks in these jeans~
The hat.
Shingo wobbled a bit in his chair he was so thrown off.
My hat??? I figured you would hate this thing.
Its very you.
Crazy and weird?
Goro’s smile deepened
Yes. As I said, very you. ^3^~
Shingo just shot Goro a look for that kiss emoji.
What? Do you not want kisses Shingo?
I never said that.
You even have a tie on. Those are always beneficial for kissing.
Shingo blinked. Was Goro actually hitting on him?
I am sure you know a lot of the fun uses for ties
Oh god he was. Shingo was suddenly very interested.
I know a few good ones, what did you have in mind?
Well they are fun to pull on.
Of course.
Also it's always fun to have big, strong men in hats wrap them around someone's wrists.
Shingo’s shocked eyes met Goro’s sly ones across the table. He always suspected the other man had certain… proclivities, but even though they had been dating for months now he could never figure out how to bring that particular subject up.
There is always stuffing them in one’s mouth, or over the eyes, maybe even around another's bare neck for some pulling. I am sure we could brainstorm a few more ideas.
Shingo licked his lips and didn’t really know how to respond. But he was suddenly very warm under his clothes and the room seemed very small. Energy cracked between the two of them.
WHACK. Nakai threw his thick notebook down on the table, both of them startled out of their trance and just looking at the small, angry man. “GET A GODDAMN ROOM” he stomped out in irritation. Both of them now blushing and embarrassed Shingo slipped out after him, figuring they needed to talk.
He found him on an emergency landing. On the stairs and having a smoke. Sitting down next to him Shingo took his hat off and turned it in his hands not really knowing what to say. “Well that was quick” the older man said with a sarcastic smile. Getting all flustered and defensive “It’s not like we we’re gonna-” “Don’t lie, Shingo. I’m not dumb, you two have snuck around in the building before” he took a long draw and slowly let it out, watching the smoke dissipate. The younger man suddenly found his shoes very interesting. “How long have you known?” Tapping the ashes of his cigarette “Since before you even asked him out. I had given up on you getting the courage to say anything to him. Then suddenly you both come into work and he is paying special attention to you. Which you didn’t even notice. Then the constant flirting. Neither one of you is remotely subtle” Shingo just stared dubiously. Cigarette hanging out of his mouth he just glared back “I am leader for a reason, idiot”
Shingo smiled, which grew into giggles, then unstoppable laughter. Eyes almost in tears he was laughing so hard. “How come you never said anything?!” he managed to get out between giggles. “It's not my business!” he didn’t know what Shingo found so funny. “I don’t even get it! If it was going to be any of us why HIM?!” Fits of giggles erupted again at how distraught he friend had gotten “Seriously! Tsuyoshi is obvious! I can understand Takuya, even me! But I don’t get it! Why him?” he shoved him to try and knock the giggles out of the big man.
Once Shingo calmed down a bit he leaned back, just looking at the clouds rolling across the sky. “He is my anchor” Still glazing off, fascinated by the bright blue of the sky. “Tsuyoshi is my best friend. We rile one another up so much. We are a good match but… I think eventually we would wear one another out. He is too precious to me for that.” Nakai nodded, listening intently. “I respect Takuya and his skill. So much that I think eventually I would get neurotic about being good enough for him. And you…” he turned and smirked “Are you.” Huffing but nodding in agreement he let Shingo continue. “You can have crazy fun with Goro but he usual speed is a quiet night. We have lots in common and the fighting keeps it fresh” he leaned forward, arms on his knees a small smile on his face. “He certainly isn’t perfect.” Nakai snorted “I can give him the space he wants and he can handle me when I do get needy” running a hand through his hair. “He is just right for me. Balancing one another out. My calm space. Anchors me to reality and keeps me from spiraling out of control” A hand rubbed his back and he leaned over on to the other man’s shoulder, into the comfort of his touch. “Plus he’s pretty hot” Nakai immediately, violently shoved the other man off, leaving him laughing on the stairwell.
Everyone parted ways for him as he walked down the hall. He currently didn’t look like a man to be bothered. Eyes narrowed and a wicked grin crossed his face. Running down the hall and grabbing his prey by the back of his jacket. Pulling the taller man down into a headlock and roughly ruffling his hand through that dark hair. The shrieks brought a smile to his face. He stopped and leaned over, taking in that pouting face. “Whyyyyyyy?” Goro whined. His face suddenly changing for Nakai’s rare warm smile, received in return for his cries. “Because you deserve it!” cackling he dropped his hold and strode down the hall. Leaving behind a distraught man who was trying not to smile.
Pairing/Group: ShinGoro
Rating: PG
Genre: Romance, Fluff
Summary: Leader finds out about the two of them
Goro ran his hand along the row of clothes. Shingo had so much! Such a variety! He smiled at all the crazy colors and shapes. Pulling out various pieces and holding them in front of himself. Of course they were far too big and looked quite silly. The coat he was looking at was the one Shingo has worn when they had both been on Ojamap. Goro remembered that day quite warmly. A hand running over the fabric, his eyes drifted shut. His nose buried in the fabric, taking in his lover's scent.
He didn't know how long he was like that but was startled out of his fantasy by thick arms pulling around his waist. He yipped in surprise as he was hugged tightly against the larger man's body. “Pervert. Sniffing my clothes~” Shingo kissed up that neck. “Nakai was right about you~ You’re dangerous” Shingo slid a hand down his prisoner's front. The other man just ignored him, lost in thought. Shingo cocked his head and just rested it on the other man's shoulder. “What's wrong?” Goro was looking down and just staring at the coat. “We have to tell him…”
Shingo was surprised and not surprised that Goro had told Takuya about them already. The two of them had always been close in a way he had been slightly jealous of. Ignoring the barb about him only finding out because Shingo couldn’t keep his hands to himself. Goro begged the younger man to tell Nakai. “Why can’t you do it Goro?” he blanched a bit “Nakai would get mad at me, you’re special to him Shingo. He won’t get angry with you.” He had agreed but had no clue exactly how he was going to do it.
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Shingo was coming back to the studio after a photoshoot just in time for lunch. Takuya was nowhere to be found in the green room, like usual, Tsuyoshi could be heard practicing his guitar down the hall. Nakai was eating and working in one of his many notebooks and Goro was playing on his phone. Picking up some food from the usual table, Shingo noticed the other man slyly checking him out. He smirked just a little to himself. He was a little more outlandish than usual because of the shoot. Nice jeans and a plaid blazer over a thick striped dress shirt. Complete with tie and one of his crazy top hats. It was one of those outfits that shouldn’t work at all but does.
Sitting down at the other end of the table Shingo started to eat. Eyes just locked down the length of the table. The light on Shingo’s phone started to blink.
Whats with the outfit Shingo?
He kept eating, but casually picked up his phone to respond.
I had a magazine shoot. Why? Do you see something you like?
No.
Liar.
Goro snorted a little and smiled.
See I knew you were lying.
Maybe I was lying a little.
Shingo sat back in his chair smugly.
What is it? The tie, the nice shoes, how my butt looks in these jeans~
The hat.
Shingo wobbled a bit in his chair he was so thrown off.
My hat??? I figured you would hate this thing.
Its very you.
Crazy and weird?
Goro’s smile deepened
Yes. As I said, very you. ^3^~
Shingo just shot Goro a look for that kiss emoji.
What? Do you not want kisses Shingo?
I never said that.
You even have a tie on. Those are always beneficial for kissing.
Shingo blinked. Was Goro actually hitting on him?
I am sure you know a lot of the fun uses for ties
Oh god he was. Shingo was suddenly very interested.
I know a few good ones, what did you have in mind?
Well they are fun to pull on.
Of course.
Also it's always fun to have big, strong men in hats wrap them around someone's wrists.
Shingo’s shocked eyes met Goro’s sly ones across the table. He always suspected the other man had certain… proclivities, but even though they had been dating for months now he could never figure out how to bring that particular subject up.
There is always stuffing them in one’s mouth, or over the eyes, maybe even around another's bare neck for some pulling. I am sure we could brainstorm a few more ideas.
Shingo licked his lips and didn’t really know how to respond. But he was suddenly very warm under his clothes and the room seemed very small. Energy cracked between the two of them.
WHACK. Nakai threw his thick notebook down on the table, both of them startled out of their trance and just looking at the small, angry man. “GET A GODDAMN ROOM” he stomped out in irritation. Both of them now blushing and embarrassed Shingo slipped out after him, figuring they needed to talk.
He found him on an emergency landing. On the stairs and having a smoke. Sitting down next to him Shingo took his hat off and turned it in his hands not really knowing what to say. “Well that was quick” the older man said with a sarcastic smile. Getting all flustered and defensive “It’s not like we we’re gonna-” “Don’t lie, Shingo. I’m not dumb, you two have snuck around in the building before” he took a long draw and slowly let it out, watching the smoke dissipate. The younger man suddenly found his shoes very interesting. “How long have you known?” Tapping the ashes of his cigarette “Since before you even asked him out. I had given up on you getting the courage to say anything to him. Then suddenly you both come into work and he is paying special attention to you. Which you didn’t even notice. Then the constant flirting. Neither one of you is remotely subtle” Shingo just stared dubiously. Cigarette hanging out of his mouth he just glared back “I am leader for a reason, idiot”
Shingo smiled, which grew into giggles, then unstoppable laughter. Eyes almost in tears he was laughing so hard. “How come you never said anything?!” he managed to get out between giggles. “It's not my business!” he didn’t know what Shingo found so funny. “I don’t even get it! If it was going to be any of us why HIM?!” Fits of giggles erupted again at how distraught he friend had gotten “Seriously! Tsuyoshi is obvious! I can understand Takuya, even me! But I don’t get it! Why him?” he shoved him to try and knock the giggles out of the big man.
Once Shingo calmed down a bit he leaned back, just looking at the clouds rolling across the sky. “He is my anchor” Still glazing off, fascinated by the bright blue of the sky. “Tsuyoshi is my best friend. We rile one another up so much. We are a good match but… I think eventually we would wear one another out. He is too precious to me for that.” Nakai nodded, listening intently. “I respect Takuya and his skill. So much that I think eventually I would get neurotic about being good enough for him. And you…” he turned and smirked “Are you.” Huffing but nodding in agreement he let Shingo continue. “You can have crazy fun with Goro but he usual speed is a quiet night. We have lots in common and the fighting keeps it fresh” he leaned forward, arms on his knees a small smile on his face. “He certainly isn’t perfect.” Nakai snorted “I can give him the space he wants and he can handle me when I do get needy” running a hand through his hair. “He is just right for me. Balancing one another out. My calm space. Anchors me to reality and keeps me from spiraling out of control” A hand rubbed his back and he leaned over on to the other man’s shoulder, into the comfort of his touch. “Plus he’s pretty hot” Nakai immediately, violently shoved the other man off, leaving him laughing on the stairwell.
Everyone parted ways for him as he walked down the hall. He currently didn’t look like a man to be bothered. Eyes narrowed and a wicked grin crossed his face. Running down the hall and grabbing his prey by the back of his jacket. Pulling the taller man down into a headlock and roughly ruffling his hand through that dark hair. The shrieks brought a smile to his face. He stopped and leaned over, taking in that pouting face. “Whyyyyyyy?” Goro whined. His face suddenly changing for Nakai’s rare warm smile, received in return for his cries. “Because you deserve it!” cackling he dropped his hold and strode down the hall. Leaving behind a distraught man who was trying not to smile.