Kink - Zusehen - fürs Team
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120_minutenTeam: Morpheus
Challenge: Kink – Zusehen – fürs Team
Fandom: Tumbling
Titel: It's not for him
Inhalt: Nippori sees something he shouldn't.
Anmerkung: Ich krieg die beiden noch nicht so hin, wie ich das will, aber Übung macht bekanntlich den Meister. Story is in English.
It's not for him
Maybe he should have called.
Told Wataru that he had forgotten his wallet on the counter of his mom's restaurant and whether he could return it to him during school tomorrow. That would have been easiest of course, but Nippori decided to go back to the restaurant by himself not half an hour after he had gone home.
He doesn't want to trouble Aniki even more, he says to himself, as he is skipping down the flight of stairs, whistling and kicking an old Pokari-can.
The whole team had been tired after an extra long practice today but they still had gotten together for a meal at Kamome's, with Wataru saying that it was traditional and they all should give his mother money anyway. Nobody had dared to protest and although it had been fun as usual, Satoshi had fallen asleep at the table and if it hadn't been for Kiyama he would have crashed face first into his omu-rice.
Nippori still isn't sure why Mizusawa and Ryousuke had rolled their eyes, when Kiyama had said he would accompany Satoshi home, but then again he had been too occupied with explaining to Kaneko how easy it was to pierce one's own ears with hot potatoes and knitting needles. Kaneko had been very much interested and had promised to get back at Nippori as soon as the competition was over so they had exchanged numbers and called it a day.
There are two more flights of stairs before him, but Nippori can already see that the restaurant is still open with all lights ablaze. At least he won't have to wake anyone up. He remembers the last time that happened, when Wataru's mother greeted him with a baseball bat in her hands and murder in her eyes.
Nippori hesitates for a moment. Maybe he should get his mobile out and just phone ahead after all, but then he hears voices right in front of him. He can't make out what they are saying but one of them definitely belongs to Wataru.
Nippori smiles and leaps up the last two steps. "Aniki!" he shouts. "I am an idiot who forgot his wallet and if I could just..."
Nobody answers him and as soon as Nippori arrives at the top of the stairs he can see why.
Wataru is leaning in the doorway, the light from the restaurant basking him in gold. He changed out of his school uniform and is wearing their pink team shirt and black sweatpants.
And he is kissing Yuuta.
Nippori stops dead in his tracks, his mouth wide open and he doesn't dare make a sound.
Wataru's hand is pressed against Yuuta's neck, caressing his hair and Yuuta stands as rigid and stiff as if he had been called onto the mat at a competition but he is smiling, his eyes sparkling and his fingers curled in Wataru's shirt, pulling him even closer.
He should not be watching this, Nippori knows. But he cannot keep his eyes off them, he cannot keep his cheeks from turning hotter and he cannot keep his lips from letting out a tiny gasp.
They look good together, he thinks without wanting to. They fit together so well, Yuuta's black hair against Wataru's red bangs, a rounder face with soft lips against Wataru's stronger, more defined one.
They are beautiful, and there is nothing weird about two boys kissing and somewhere, in the back of Nippori's mind, where his thoughts aren't confused with heat and wonder and a bitter sort of jealousy, he asks himself why he was once convinced that Mizusawa was a weirdo for liking this.
It's his aniki kissing his team captain. He trusts them both with his life and there can't be anything wrong with this when his aniki is doing it, right?
Right, Nippori thinks as loud as he can to battle down the warmth in his belly. He should not be here because as much as he likes watching Yuuta's hand caressing Wataru's neck, Nippori knows that this doesn't belong to him.
And then, with a surprised and terrified gasp, he discovers that maybe even his aniki doesn't belong to him anymore.
Before Nippori can say or do anything really stupid, he turns on his heel and runs all the way back home, as hard as he can.
Challenge: Kink – Zusehen – fürs Team
Fandom: Tumbling
Titel: It's not for him
Inhalt: Nippori sees something he shouldn't.
Anmerkung: Ich krieg die beiden noch nicht so hin, wie ich das will, aber Übung macht bekanntlich den Meister. Story is in English.
It's not for him
Maybe he should have called.
Told Wataru that he had forgotten his wallet on the counter of his mom's restaurant and whether he could return it to him during school tomorrow. That would have been easiest of course, but Nippori decided to go back to the restaurant by himself not half an hour after he had gone home.
He doesn't want to trouble Aniki even more, he says to himself, as he is skipping down the flight of stairs, whistling and kicking an old Pokari-can.
The whole team had been tired after an extra long practice today but they still had gotten together for a meal at Kamome's, with Wataru saying that it was traditional and they all should give his mother money anyway. Nobody had dared to protest and although it had been fun as usual, Satoshi had fallen asleep at the table and if it hadn't been for Kiyama he would have crashed face first into his omu-rice.
Nippori still isn't sure why Mizusawa and Ryousuke had rolled their eyes, when Kiyama had said he would accompany Satoshi home, but then again he had been too occupied with explaining to Kaneko how easy it was to pierce one's own ears with hot potatoes and knitting needles. Kaneko had been very much interested and had promised to get back at Nippori as soon as the competition was over so they had exchanged numbers and called it a day.
There are two more flights of stairs before him, but Nippori can already see that the restaurant is still open with all lights ablaze. At least he won't have to wake anyone up. He remembers the last time that happened, when Wataru's mother greeted him with a baseball bat in her hands and murder in her eyes.
Nippori hesitates for a moment. Maybe he should get his mobile out and just phone ahead after all, but then he hears voices right in front of him. He can't make out what they are saying but one of them definitely belongs to Wataru.
Nippori smiles and leaps up the last two steps. "Aniki!" he shouts. "I am an idiot who forgot his wallet and if I could just..."
Nobody answers him and as soon as Nippori arrives at the top of the stairs he can see why.
Wataru is leaning in the doorway, the light from the restaurant basking him in gold. He changed out of his school uniform and is wearing their pink team shirt and black sweatpants.
And he is kissing Yuuta.
Nippori stops dead in his tracks, his mouth wide open and he doesn't dare make a sound.
Wataru's hand is pressed against Yuuta's neck, caressing his hair and Yuuta stands as rigid and stiff as if he had been called onto the mat at a competition but he is smiling, his eyes sparkling and his fingers curled in Wataru's shirt, pulling him even closer.
He should not be watching this, Nippori knows. But he cannot keep his eyes off them, he cannot keep his cheeks from turning hotter and he cannot keep his lips from letting out a tiny gasp.
They look good together, he thinks without wanting to. They fit together so well, Yuuta's black hair against Wataru's red bangs, a rounder face with soft lips against Wataru's stronger, more defined one.
They are beautiful, and there is nothing weird about two boys kissing and somewhere, in the back of Nippori's mind, where his thoughts aren't confused with heat and wonder and a bitter sort of jealousy, he asks himself why he was once convinced that Mizusawa was a weirdo for liking this.
It's his aniki kissing his team captain. He trusts them both with his life and there can't be anything wrong with this when his aniki is doing it, right?
Right, Nippori thinks as loud as he can to battle down the warmth in his belly. He should not be here because as much as he likes watching Yuuta's hand caressing Wataru's neck, Nippori knows that this doesn't belong to him.
And then, with a surprised and terrified gasp, he discovers that maybe even his aniki doesn't belong to him anymore.
Before Nippori can say or do anything really stupid, he turns on his heel and runs all the way back home, as hard as he can.
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Date: 2015-09-12 09:57 am (UTC)Gott... es ist so... Gott.... *wedelt ein bisschen mit den Händen*
Es ist SO. GUT.
Wie liebevoll alle anderen da mit eingeflochten sind und wie süß Nippori ist und oh GOTT; wie schön und heiß Yûtaru sind und Himmel... Naa, Nippori, haben wir eventuell einen winzigen voyeur-Kink? Mach dir nichts draus, ich würde den beiden auch stundenlang zusehen und das sogar schamlos. *hust*
Und ahaha, wie subtil da Tsuchiyama drin sind und Mizumori, die alles besser zu wissen scheinen (und sicherlich dauernd miteinander in der Ecke sitzen und ihre Kommentare zu den Dingen abgeben, die hier offensichtlich passieren) und die Geschichte mit den Ohrlochstechen und hach. *g*
I love them all so much and I love you :D
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Date: 2015-09-12 10:36 am (UTC)Ich mag diese conflicting emotions total gerne in der Story, also wie Nippori einerseits fasziniert ist von allem und sie so schön zusammen findet und dass sie perfekt zueinander passen, aber dann ist da andererseits auch dieser Umschwung von he is skipping down the flight of stairs, whistling and kicking an old Pokari-can zu Before Nippori can say or do anything really stupid, he [...] runs all the way back home, as hard as he can und es bricht mir das Herz.
Ich meine
a bitter sort of jealousy
maybe even his aniki doesn't belong to him anymore
;____________; or you could just punch me in the gut I'm pretty sure it would hurt a lot less
Das ist wirklich zauberhaft geschrieben. So reale Emotionen. Oh Gott. Mir tut alles weh. Ich muss mich mal kurz hinlegen.
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Date: 2015-09-16 12:41 pm (UTC)*_________________________*
OMG ist das toll! Ich LIEBE ES!
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Ich beneide Nippori grade ein bisschen weil ich Wataru und Yuuta wirklich sehr gerne STUNDENLANG beim rummachen zusehen würde !!!!! *__*
Gott, die beiden ... <333
Es ist so süß und so hot und ach Nippori ist so niedlich und gleichzeitig verlegen (und äh ein bisschen angeturnt ist er doch auch, oder? ;) Oder projeziere ich da auf ihn?? XD und ich liebe es wie seine Gedanken basically sind "WOW ANIKI STEHT AUF KERLE, DAS SOLLTE VOLL SELTSAM SEIN ... ABER ES IST ANIKI - ALLES WAS ANIKI MACHT IST AWESOME. ERGO, KERLE KÜSSEN = AWESOME! O_O"
Total einleuchtend Nippori. *pat*
Ich glaube, wir haben nie darüber geredet, aber ich habe wirklich eine riesige Schwäche für Szenarien wo ein Chara unerwartet und ungeplant einen intimen Moment zwischen zwei Leuten miterlebt weil gah. Irgendwie sind Außenperspektiven manchmal besonders intim und romantisch, ich kann das gar nicht beschreiben.
Wataru's hand is pressed against Yuuta's neck, caressing his hair and Yuuta stands as rigid and stiff as if he had been called onto the mat at a competition but he is smiling, his eyes sparkling and his fingers curled in Wataru's shirt, pulling him even closer.
Awwww! *______*
Oh Gott. Ich weiß gar nicht was es ist aber ich finde die beiden beim Küssen SO UNGLAUBLICH HOT, OMG DAS GIBT MIR SO VIEL.
Wataru wäre so behutsam und enthusiastisch zugleich und er würde Yuuta so zärtlich behandeln wie eine besonders kostbare Porzellanpuppe (ja, Wataru ist ein Grobmotoriker, aber DAS KRIEGT ER HIN, ICH HAB DA VOLLES ZUTRAUEN!) und sein Gesicht zwischen seine Hände nehmen und ... GOTT IM HIMMEl, ich löse mch grade in Zuckerwattewasser auf... ;__; Ist das schön.
Und Yuuta, der ein bisschen steif und angespannt wäre, aber Wataru anlächeln würde, wie er eben nur Wataru anlächelt auf diese ganz besondere "du bist so weird und ich hab dich so lieb"-Art und Weise.
Hilfe, jetzt habe ich Gefühle im Auge ... ;___;
Ist das schön.
Bitte mehr! *_*