Soccer Coach
Title: Soccer Coach
Genre: Humour, romance
Rating: Safe
Disclaimer: I only own Yuta
Summary: Jin's team had lost yet again...and now he has to face the super successful baseball coach..great...
AN: Urgh finally all assessments are finished until Christmas. Who would've thought that writing fics would help when writing essays XD It should be used to make students write Akame porn XDDDD I still have major writer's block though which sucks -_-
Since I got my new laptop (she's called Audrey after my favourite blogger XD) I don't have Microsoft word so if I missed any spelling mistakes I'm sorry >_<
"It's okay guys, you tried your hardest, we'll get them next time" The group of boys simply murmured and trudged through the mud to get to their changing room. Their coach, a man in his late 20's, sighed in frustration and ruffled his hair. The boys' parents followed the team, just as disheartened as their sons. As the parents waited outside and the boys went into the locker room to get changed Jin made his way into his office, nodding politely to the parents who gave him sympathetic smiles. He really hated losing. Unfortunately ever since coaching this team Jin had done nothing but. He didn't understand why he kept losing. He loved kids and he was great at soccer, but for some reason he just couldn't put the two together. It really sucked.
It's been almost a year since he first started the club and they had only ever won five games. No wonder more than half of the boys dropped out soon after. But that wasn't the worst part. Oh no. Jin was many things but he wasn't a sore loser, a year of losing almost every game had taught him to be graceful in defeat. However there was one man he could not stand. It wasn't even another soccer coach. No, it was the baseball coach. A smug, arrogant, self obsessed prat who took every chance he could to gloat about how awesome his junior baseball team was. It wasn't fair! The average age of Jin's soccer team was six! The other teams were made up of little robots who must have been trained at birth because Jin was damn sure six year olds shouldn't be that talented.
Jin slouched in his seat, not even bothering to take off his muddy jacket and clean his face. They weren't allowed showers in the changing rooms because everyone was convinced paedophiles were everywhere. On the wall to his side was a wall chart depicting the results of each game, they were half way through september and so far this year they had won two games. Two lousy games. He would never live this down, that damn brat won't let it go. He was so sick of Kamenashi.
His thoughts were interrupted by the door opening, he couldn't get one minute of peace in this stupid place. Not before Kamenashi came running to gloat about how much more awesome his baseball team was.
"So...you lost again huh" There it was. He was so damn sure of himself that it annoyed the hell out of Jin. Jin really couldn't be bothered with the gloating. Instead he just decided to ignore it and got out of the chair to put away some files that were lying on his desk. Kazuya moved out of the way of the older man as the other angrily stamped his way around the office.
"You know the baseball team -" Jin glared at Kazuya as soon as the younger mentioned his beloved team.
"I don't give a damn about your oh so perfect baseball team Kamenashi" Instead of being offended Kazuya just sighed and made his way over to the older man. Jin's back was turned to the other so Kazuya slipped his arms around the other man's waist and rested his head on the broad back.
"It's okay Jin, you'll get them next time" Jin groaned and hung his head.
"Everyone always says that and yet we never do" Kazuya sighed and pulled back, he turned Jin around and gave him a stern look.
"Listen Jin you love this team and you love those kids, you've just got to persevere and try your hardest, they're just kids and they'll get better, you just have to encourage them and help them grow as players" Jin looked at Kazuya sulkily, completely jealous of the other's success.
"Is that what you did?" Kazuya laughed at his lover's whiney tone and reached up to give him a kiss which Jin returned gladly, wrapping his arms around the younger man's waist to pull him closer and deepen the kiss. Before they could get any further they were interrupted by the door swinging open to reveal a small boy with messy black hair.
"Dad remember you promised to take us to a pizza place, everyone's ready" Jin sighed, annoyed at being interrupted but nodded towards his son who puckered his lips towards his papa.
"Hm papa when are you going to let me join your baseball team, dad sucks at coaching" Instantly Jin launched himself towards the seven year old, yelling about how he raised a brat. Kazuya simply groaned and massaged the bridge of his nose, used to but still annoyed by the behaviour beween father and son. Yuta just had to tease Jin and Jin just had to react in such a childish way, sometimes Kazuya wondered just who the adult was. He silently followed his two boys, making sure to lock the office door and usher any stragglers out onto the muddy pitch. Although the boys were disappointed about losing a match they were becoming increasingly excited about getting pizza. He received sympathetic stares from the parents as everyone watch his husband and his son chase each other across the field, resulting in, a newly clean, Yuta being caked in mud.
Kazuya had already resigned himself to spending the rest of his life with a bratty, childish son and an even more bratty, childish husband. But he didn't mind, not that much anyway.
I'm sorry it's so short
But I have major writers block and ffs this keyboard is hard to type with >__<
And again it's so weird using American XDDD
♥
Genre: Humour, romance
Rating: Safe
Disclaimer: I only own Yuta
Summary: Jin's team had lost yet again...and now he has to face the super successful baseball coach..great...
AN: Urgh finally all assessments are finished until Christmas. Who would've thought that writing fics would help when writing essays XD It should be used to make students write Akame porn XDDDD I still have major writer's block though which sucks -_-
Since I got my new laptop (she's called Audrey after my favourite blogger XD) I don't have Microsoft word so if I missed any spelling mistakes I'm sorry >_<
"It's okay guys, you tried your hardest, we'll get them next time" The group of boys simply murmured and trudged through the mud to get to their changing room. Their coach, a man in his late 20's, sighed in frustration and ruffled his hair. The boys' parents followed the team, just as disheartened as their sons. As the parents waited outside and the boys went into the locker room to get changed Jin made his way into his office, nodding politely to the parents who gave him sympathetic smiles. He really hated losing. Unfortunately ever since coaching this team Jin had done nothing but. He didn't understand why he kept losing. He loved kids and he was great at soccer, but for some reason he just couldn't put the two together. It really sucked.
It's been almost a year since he first started the club and they had only ever won five games. No wonder more than half of the boys dropped out soon after. But that wasn't the worst part. Oh no. Jin was many things but he wasn't a sore loser, a year of losing almost every game had taught him to be graceful in defeat. However there was one man he could not stand. It wasn't even another soccer coach. No, it was the baseball coach. A smug, arrogant, self obsessed prat who took every chance he could to gloat about how awesome his junior baseball team was. It wasn't fair! The average age of Jin's soccer team was six! The other teams were made up of little robots who must have been trained at birth because Jin was damn sure six year olds shouldn't be that talented.
Jin slouched in his seat, not even bothering to take off his muddy jacket and clean his face. They weren't allowed showers in the changing rooms because everyone was convinced paedophiles were everywhere. On the wall to his side was a wall chart depicting the results of each game, they were half way through september and so far this year they had won two games. Two lousy games. He would never live this down, that damn brat won't let it go. He was so sick of Kamenashi.
His thoughts were interrupted by the door opening, he couldn't get one minute of peace in this stupid place. Not before Kamenashi came running to gloat about how much more awesome his baseball team was.
"So...you lost again huh" There it was. He was so damn sure of himself that it annoyed the hell out of Jin. Jin really couldn't be bothered with the gloating. Instead he just decided to ignore it and got out of the chair to put away some files that were lying on his desk. Kazuya moved out of the way of the older man as the other angrily stamped his way around the office.
"You know the baseball team -" Jin glared at Kazuya as soon as the younger mentioned his beloved team.
"I don't give a damn about your oh so perfect baseball team Kamenashi" Instead of being offended Kazuya just sighed and made his way over to the older man. Jin's back was turned to the other so Kazuya slipped his arms around the other man's waist and rested his head on the broad back.
"It's okay Jin, you'll get them next time" Jin groaned and hung his head.
"Everyone always says that and yet we never do" Kazuya sighed and pulled back, he turned Jin around and gave him a stern look.
"Listen Jin you love this team and you love those kids, you've just got to persevere and try your hardest, they're just kids and they'll get better, you just have to encourage them and help them grow as players" Jin looked at Kazuya sulkily, completely jealous of the other's success.
"Is that what you did?" Kazuya laughed at his lover's whiney tone and reached up to give him a kiss which Jin returned gladly, wrapping his arms around the younger man's waist to pull him closer and deepen the kiss. Before they could get any further they were interrupted by the door swinging open to reveal a small boy with messy black hair.
"Dad remember you promised to take us to a pizza place, everyone's ready" Jin sighed, annoyed at being interrupted but nodded towards his son who puckered his lips towards his papa.
"Hm papa when are you going to let me join your baseball team, dad sucks at coaching" Instantly Jin launched himself towards the seven year old, yelling about how he raised a brat. Kazuya simply groaned and massaged the bridge of his nose, used to but still annoyed by the behaviour beween father and son. Yuta just had to tease Jin and Jin just had to react in such a childish way, sometimes Kazuya wondered just who the adult was. He silently followed his two boys, making sure to lock the office door and usher any stragglers out onto the muddy pitch. Although the boys were disappointed about losing a match they were becoming increasingly excited about getting pizza. He received sympathetic stares from the parents as everyone watch his husband and his son chase each other across the field, resulting in, a newly clean, Yuta being caked in mud.
Kazuya had already resigned himself to spending the rest of his life with a bratty, childish son and an even more bratty, childish husband. But he didn't mind, not that much anyway.
I'm sorry it's so short
But I have major writers block and ffs this keyboard is hard to type with >__<
And again it's so weird using American XDDD
♥