[FIC] NewS - This is Our Fort
Title: This is Our Fort
Fandom: NewS
Pairing: Masuda/Tegoshi
Rating: PG (so fluffy it could rot your teeth)
Disclaimer: Not associated with Johnny's Entertainment. This is fiction; it never happened.
A/N: For setolove , who wanted a fluffy pillow fic. I hope you like it! For my 100+ Member Celebration Event.
“We’re too old for this,” Massu is saying, but he’s grinning, wide and cheerful, and Tegoshi doesn’t feel at all like they are.
“It’s perfect,” he assures, even though their legs are sticking out the back, they have to lay on their stomachs in order to fit their heads, and they’re pressed so close together that they could be on top of one another and it wouldn’t make a difference. But still, there’s something pleasantly nostalgic about it, hiding in a hand-made fort of pillows like they used to when they were kids and thought nothing could reach them behind the walls of fluff and fabric.
Massu shakes his head, amused. “Wouldn’t you rather be spending your break doing something… fun?” He says, and Tegoshi tilts his head, considering it.
He doesn’t often get a chance to come back to his hometown. College and work keep him busy, and he spends most holidays on campus. This is the first time in almost a year that he’s been home. He thinks about the places he could be seeing, the friends he could be visiting, the soccer fields he could be tearing up. He thinks about how ridiculous they must look right now, trying to be kids again when they’re both well out of their teens.
And then he grins and knocks his shoulder against Massu’s in a friendly sort of way. “What makes you think I’m not?”
Massu looks at him carefully for a long moment, like he’s not sure what to make of that answer, but then he’s smiling, that one smile that lights up his whole face and makes him look like such a little boy, and Tegoshi remembers why he fell in love to begin with.
Fandom: NewS
Pairing: Masuda/Tegoshi
Rating: PG (so fluffy it could rot your teeth)
Disclaimer: Not associated with Johnny's Entertainment. This is fiction; it never happened.
A/N: For setolove , who wanted a fluffy pillow fic. I hope you like it! For my 100+ Member Celebration Event.
“We’re too old for this,” Massu is saying, but he’s grinning, wide and cheerful, and Tegoshi doesn’t feel at all like they are.
“It’s perfect,” he assures, even though their legs are sticking out the back, they have to lay on their stomachs in order to fit their heads, and they’re pressed so close together that they could be on top of one another and it wouldn’t make a difference. But still, there’s something pleasantly nostalgic about it, hiding in a hand-made fort of pillows like they used to when they were kids and thought nothing could reach them behind the walls of fluff and fabric.
Massu shakes his head, amused. “Wouldn’t you rather be spending your break doing something… fun?” He says, and Tegoshi tilts his head, considering it.
He doesn’t often get a chance to come back to his hometown. College and work keep him busy, and he spends most holidays on campus. This is the first time in almost a year that he’s been home. He thinks about the places he could be seeing, the friends he could be visiting, the soccer fields he could be tearing up. He thinks about how ridiculous they must look right now, trying to be kids again when they’re both well out of their teens.
And then he grins and knocks his shoulder against Massu’s in a friendly sort of way. “What makes you think I’m not?”
Massu looks at him carefully for a long moment, like he’s not sure what to make of that answer, but then he’s smiling, that one smile that lights up his whole face and makes him look like such a little boy, and Tegoshi remembers why he fell in love to begin with.