*dead*. you dedicated it to me? a fic? a fic of what's possibly my one and only OTP? ♥________♥ and you're the first person to dedicate me a fic/possibly anything at all ♥___♥
Average at best, but okay to talk to; he has a funny looking nose but a kind face. Nakamaru's the only member who he doesn't want to knock out on a regular basis.
"You're not our boss, Kamenashi," is what he gets instead. Koki couldn't agree more.
Koki thinks he may have just realized why Kamenashi was able to pass the auditions on the first round.
Nakamaru, who has been silent throughout, leaves soon after. His silence is perhaps more cutting than any of their words.
With a solemn, "I though you were on of us," Koki does just that.
Kame is curled up on the couch, his legs pulled up and his face hidden behind his knobby knees.
The idea that he's been forcing a one-sided friendship on Kame both terrifies and embarrasses him. smiles sourly when Kame bursts out a string of excuses. No one buys them.
he figures he's just another work friend, too- using his usual onomatopoeias and demented hand gestures << rotfl. :D ♥
Nakamaru invites him to a nearby ramen shop but Koki declines; Nakamaru would make him pay for it, anyway.
"You're not going to delete it this time, are you?" Koki doesn't care that the bitterness leaks into his voice. There's no point in hiding now that Kame's read him like an open book.
"I can't fall asleep" at half past one, just to piss him off; he remembers falling off his bed in surprise when his phone vibrated with a message just a few minutes later: try drinking a glass of milk :D :D :D it always works for me~ :Didek if this is true
Kame is still Kame, only with a bigger, brighter shell.
He looks as if he's drowning. "I have to be," he says slowly. "KAT-TUN needs him."
A body that, despite being supported solely by Koki's own, feels like nothing, has no significant weight at all.
like a furry little ferret digging into its nest. (omg i love ferrets ♥)
Only things are never simple with Kame, Koki thinks as his heart thuds. That smile has always been his weakness.
Underneath the table, Kame squeezes his hand back and Koki smiles into his drink.
(And then snorts when he sees Maru watching them suspiciously.)
The best part, though, is having Kame all to himself. Kame, who's overjoyed laughter and wonder echoes the little Kamenashi of the past. Koki loves that Kame will always be a child at heart.
And Koki's heart falls, just a little.
Koki leans against Kame because he finds comfort and support in his thin frame; he jokes around and indulges Kame's odd whiles because he adores the smile Kame gifts him afterwards; he touches Kame more than the others -more than neccessary- because it's Kame and Kame never flinches and always touches back.
"You were really loud, is all."
"Can I sit in the front?" he asks the driver instead and spends the entire drive back home peeking glances of Kame's pouting face from the rear-view mirror.
Nevermind that he's grinning like a lovestruck fool.
knows with a fierce certainty that if Kame was on his feet at the moment, he'd be stomping all over the place. Koki watches Kame laugh under the sun and is reminded of the stubborn little boy who had an ugly laugh and an ugly face. Who was even ugly when he cried. That boy is still there now, only he's gorgeous. And in some ways, always has been.
An angelic smile and a devilish charm, Koki had known it all along.
This kid was his to fall for.
It's a home run from there on out.
just some of my most fav parts, the ones that really broke me into a million pieces all over again. and again...and again...;_________;
i think i can call myself your no. 1 fan rn, kthx.
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Date: 2011-02-19 09:41 pm (UTC)and you're the first person to dedicate me a fic/possibly anything at all ♥___♥Average at best, but okay to talk to; he has a funny looking nose but a kind face. Nakamaru's the only member who he doesn't want to knock out on a regular basis.
"You're not our boss, Kamenashi," is what he gets instead. Koki couldn't agree more.
Koki thinks he may have just realized why Kamenashi was able to pass the auditions on the first round.
Nakamaru, who has been silent throughout, leaves soon after. His silence is perhaps more cutting than any of their words.
With a solemn, "I though you were on of us," Koki does just that.
Kame is curled up on the couch, his legs pulled up and his face hidden behind his knobby knees.
The idea that he's been forcing a one-sided friendship on Kame both terrifies and embarrasses him.
smiles sourly when Kame bursts out a string of excuses. No one buys them.
he figures he's just another work friend, too- using his usual onomatopoeias and demented hand gestures << rotfl. :D ♥
Nakamaru invites him to a nearby ramen shop but Koki declines; Nakamaru would make him pay for it, anyway.
"You're not going to delete it this time, are you?" Koki doesn't care that the bitterness leaks into his voice. There's no point in hiding now that Kame's read him like an open book.
"I can't fall asleep" at half past one, just to piss him off; he remembers falling off his bed in surprise when his phone vibrated with a message just a few minutes later: try drinking a glass of milk :D :D :D it always works for me~ :D
idek if this is trueKame is still Kame, only with a bigger, brighter shell.
He looks as if he's drowning. "I have to be," he says slowly. "KAT-TUN needs him."
A body that, despite being supported solely by Koki's own, feels like nothing, has no significant weight at all.
like a furry little ferret digging into its nest. (omg i love ferrets ♥)
Only things are never simple with Kame, Koki thinks as his heart thuds. That smile has always been his weakness.
Underneath the table, Kame squeezes his hand back and Koki smiles into his drink.
(And then snorts when he sees Maru watching them suspiciously.)
The best part, though, is having Kame all to himself. Kame, who's overjoyed laughter and wonder echoes the little Kamenashi of the past. Koki loves that Kame will always be a child at heart.
And Koki's heart falls, just a little.
Koki leans against Kame because he finds comfort and support in his thin frame; he jokes around and indulges Kame's odd whiles because he adores the smile Kame gifts him afterwards; he touches Kame more than the others -more than neccessary- because it's Kame and Kame never flinches and always touches back.
"You were really loud, is all."
"Can I sit in the front?" he asks the driver instead and spends the entire drive back home peeking glances of Kame's pouting face from the rear-view mirror.
Nevermind that he's grinning like a lovestruck fool.
knows with a fierce certainty that if Kame was on his feet at the moment, he'd be stomping all over the place. Koki watches Kame laugh under the sun and is reminded of the stubborn little boy who had an ugly laugh and an ugly face. Who was even ugly when he cried. That boy is still there now, only he's gorgeous. And in some ways, always has been.
An angelic smile and a devilish charm, Koki had known it all along.
This kid was his to fall for.
It's a home run from there on out.
just some of my most fav parts, the ones that really broke me into a million pieces all over again. and again...and again...;_________;
i think i can call myself your no. 1 fan rn, kthx.also, ♥ u big time.