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Current Mood: cold
Current Location: in my bed
Current Music: Akanishi Jin: Papparatz

I´m craving fic. No one is writing any. my hols is in beta [square] and every one of the projects I should be working on is too complex to start at 8:30 when I am falling off my feet.

SO what the heck, PROMPT ME! KAT-TUN minus Junno in anything romantic, NEWS minus Tego in anything romantic. You all know what I like to write, right? I work best with word/sentence/plot bunnies prompts. Anything I feel like writing tonight will get written. I will pick and choose and I won´t guarantee anything past this evening. I´ll try to keep it drabble-length. LOL I´ll go to sleep in about two hours? Let´s try this.

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From:

ryogrande.livejournal.com

PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN. PLEASE. "baby, it's cold outside."

From:

sashjun.livejournal.com

Jin sits on that bench like he never left, head leaning back, looking at the dark skies, clouds moving in fast patterns. His hair is so much shorter—Pi realizes looking at the streams of it falling down the backrest of the bench. It is the only sign that the time did not stop, that they are meeting at this place again, not the first time—sometimes when Jin still had all his US adventures still ahead of him and came to like this place, nominating it as their main meeting point. Yamapi still wants to run his fingers through that hair very much.

Jin’s neck is long, his muscles straining as he keeps on looking up, and Yamapi’s eyes automatically wonder to his collarbones. Cold wind swipes across the park, lifting up fallen leaves and ruffling Jin’s hair, and Jin’s eyelashes flutter and close. This way Yamapi can watch a little longer, unnoticed, without shame. He will never get enough of the late afternoon light playing with Jin’s skin tones, of the sight of Jin’s relaxed, content face with no wrinkles of worry, of Jin happy and waiting for him. Yamapi shivers, remembering it is almost Christmas and it shows. He has to remind himself he came here to meet Jin, to see him again so they can wonder around and catch up and be silly together. That he is not here to just stare.

Still, Yamapi could stand there forever, but then Jin rubs his nose, and it is a little red now, probably from the cold. Yamapi laughs because Jin only shifts a little and keeps the pose, face turned to the sky. Maybe he is getting used to the Japanese air again. He finally makes a step towards him. Jin turns his head and opens his eyes when he gets closer, looks right at him. His lips curl into a smile, but he doesn’t move, so Yamapi sits down next to him instead.

“Welcome back?” he asks more than anything.

Jin laughs. “Yeah,” he says, and Yamapi realizes he is shivering a bit. He instinctively grabs his hand, resting on Jin’s thigh, and Jin raises an eyebrow.

“You are fucking ice cold,” Yamapi says, mad at Jin like it wasn’t him who was thirty minutes late because he was watching.

“Baby, it's cold outside,“ Jin says in reply, unfazed, and doesn’t try to shake Yamapi’s hand away.

„Let’s go get you some hot tea,“ Yamapi says and gets up.

Jin grins at him. „Beer at your place would be better,“ he says, stands up as well, finally zipping up his top and putting the hoodie up. Yamapi thinks it’s a shame because he can only see Jin’s nose and a hint of his lips when looking at his profile now. But he forgets to do something about it because Jin takes his hand again and shoves it in his own pocket along with his own.

“I’m not the only one freezing,” he says in reply to Yamapi’s “am I a teenage girl” look.

Yamapi forgets all about cold hands and hidden faces and Jin having been away for so long—not here where Yamapi can look at him freely—later that night, when Jin sleeps curled up on his couch, head pillowed in Yamapi’s lap, one hand hugging Yamapi’s waist as he dreams. Yamapi can watch all night long, unnoticed, without shame. And this time, when his fingers itch to make their way into Jin’s hair, run slowly through the strands of it, he doesn’t stop them.

From:

ryogrande.livejournal.com

OH MY GOD I HAVE TEARS IN MY EYES ALEX I HAVE BEEN WANTING SOMETHING LIKE THIS FOR SO LONG (okay only like 2 days but that's a really long time >.>) I AM SO HAPPY THIS EXISTS AND YAMAPI WANTS TO KEEP STARING AT JIN, BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL JIN, AND HE'S COLD AND HANDHOLDING AND LOL "AM I A TEENAGE GIRL" LOOK AND AND CREEPING ON SLEEPING JIN AND FINALLY STROKING HIS HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIR~

I AM IN A HAPPY PIN PLACE, YES I AM. AND I LOVE YOU. A LOT.

From:

sashjun.livejournal.com

I MEAN IT IS ALL CAPSLOCK!

I am glad this was okay for you despite the cheesy parts. Besides you seem to have a an ability to make me write them a tad bit bitter sweet ;D

THANK YOU!