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23 September 2015 @ 07:07 pm
[ENG] - YabuxInoo - いつもそばにいてくれてありがとう  

Title :いつもそばにいてくれてありがとう (Itsumo Soba ni Ite Kurete Arigatou/Thanks for Always being Here with Me)
Pairing(s)/Fandom :Yabu Kota x Inoo Kei / Hey! Say! JUMP
Author : ma_rendezvous
Genre : Fluff
Rating : PG
Disclaimer :I own  the story. The rests are idols, everyone owns these idols. Ha ha!
A/N : Happy 14th Anniversary for our lovely couple Yabu and Inoo

It was supposed to be like any previous days they had in their lives, but it’s not.

いつもそばにいてくれてありがとう
- oneshot -

It was supposed to be like any previous days they had in their lives, but it’s not. It wasn’t even the very date they’d finally gotten together officially—the day they established relationship as a couple, no, it wasn't. Besides, their romantic relationship had always come and gone, as they argued and broke up and made up again and betrayed each other and broke up again and made up again, over and over, until they’d grown up, becoming a couple of adults, and their relationship turning more constant and matured in a way. But every single year, every certain date in September, it felt a thousand times more special than ever, which was probably odd, or not, God knows. During this certain period along the year, when the leaves of momiji were turning red and the wind felt chilling against their skin, both Yabu and Inoo always remembered, by heart, always, the very first day they had met, the very day they had lied eyes to each other.

Every certain day of the year, the sparkle of Yabu’s eyes had always been different. When he ogled them towards Inoo’s and Inoo stared back, there was tenderness, something soothing, and love, deep love inside. The smile that Yabu crept whenever Inoo was around on that certain day, they were never his kind of everyday millions-mega-watt smile which anyone usually saw with their bare eyes. It’s just different. It was a soft yet dazzling smile, a reasurring smile which told Inoo that everything was okay with the world, because they had each other, because their pinky fingers were entangled with invisible red string, because, really, it was okay to be stuck together like this, even in forever.

Sometimes Yabu’s smile made Inoo’s heart wanted to burst because it was Yabu’s best kind of smile, which made him look a thousand times more gorgeous than ever. Sometimes the smile itself made Inoo dropped his own, that he had to somehow bow down his face to hide how red his pale complexion had become. Some other time Inoo could only stare back at Yabu with a blank face, because he couldn’t imagine how he could live everyday without Yabu by his side. They had always been together. They had been the best of friend and enemies, they had made the most of brotherhood, and now that they had gone through a lot, of so many ups and downs, together, even when they were broken they had always found a way to eventually fix everything. No, Inoo thought, from now onwards, it would be too much for him if he ever lost the older male. Thinking about his life without Yabu would just send his mind far off.

Behind the stage of today’s performance, inside their ordinarily lively dressing room, Yabu was sitting next to Inoo, on a comfortable ivory sofa in the most corner of the room, their arms and knees touching, their heat radiating to each other. The kids were busy with make ups and hair irons and hair gels, and other stuff they needed to prepare before they climbed up the stage for the day, yelling to each other about incoherent matters. But both Yabu and Inoo were just sitting there, probably unnoticed by the others. Their hair were still falling softly and undone, their white-gold customes worn just like that, but they could care less, as they kept conversing about anything only the two of them knew.

Like, their destined elevator occurrence.

Or their dirty little secrets together when they were young.

Or whether Inoo was wearing a hat on their audition day or not.

Or that Inoo was quite mad because Yabu said his voice wasn’t good.

Their trivial stories that they would never get tired of talking, never get bored of bringing up every single years, every certain day in their lives, they reminisced all of them again in this very dressing room. Because talking about their past like this felt warm in heart. It brought back memories, yes, but it also strengthened their bonds in a way, becoming a reminder that they were never alone. Realizing they were still sitting together, laughing with him after remembering how silly their days back in each episodes of Ya-Ya-Yah, or their first date gone wrong, or Inoo’s tears eight years ago when they were announced to get a debut in the very same group, both men could never be happier.

“I was taller than you back then,” Inoo snorted, fixing his position so that his body’s facing the older, one of his legs relaxedly rested on Yabu’s. “It’s your fault that my growth’s stopped before I reached twenty.”

“No way, that never happened!” Yabu protested but laughed anyway, glancing at Inoo from the corner of his eyes, his back and head rested comfortably on the sofa’s backrest. “Now, you’re blaming my gene for my growing taller than you?”

“I’m not! But you’ve—in fact—always held my shoulders with your arms and pushed the back of my head whenever you forced me to apologize to someone. That’s holding down my hormone, you know.” Inoo insisted, acting annoyed by knitting his eyebrows and frowning. He didn’t actually know what he’s blabbering about; he just wanted to talk with Yabu, in their comfortable position, in this comfortable sofa, in this certain date of the year.

“That doesn’t have anything to do with your height, Ino-chan.” Yabu bemusedly rolled his eyes, but his smile never faded away. “Be grateful that you weren’t stuck like Dai-chan or Yama-chan.” The older stopped his eyes movement and stared straight through Inoo’s eyes. “Anyway, this is your first time complaining about your height, as far as I could remember.”

Inoo’s cheeks turned yet another shade redder. He threw his face away, trying to hide his eyes under his golden-brown bang; the color which Yabu prefered as his liking.

“It doesn’t matter, does it?” Yabu chuckled, gaining Inoo’s attention back. “I mean, with your current height, it feels comfortable enough for me to kiss you while I’m on my feet. When we sleep together, it feels like we’re a perfect fit.” A pause, and Yabu’s gaze felt like piercing through Inoo’s eyes. It shot through his heart that the beat was as mad as a march hare.

“Screw you! You weren’t as sheepish as you used to and it sucks!” Inoo slapped Yabu with anything he could reach—which happened to be a bulletin previously laid on the coffee table next to the sofa. Yabu laughed, his eyes narrowed into two curved lines and all the butterflies inside Inoo’s stomach were flapping happily, each flaps shone with gold and sparkling glitters.

They stayed like that, though completely aware that they weren’t alone in the room. The others were probably watching them, they were probably yuck-ing as they tickled each other senseless, but they just couldn’t care less. The kids were still busy and Yabu had made it sure himself by glancing at his surrounding from the corner of his eyes. At any rate, Yabu reached his hand to Inoo’s face and landed his palm on Inoo’s cheek, his thumb on Inoo’s plump lips. The world seemed like it stopped rotating as their eyes met again, and Inoo didn’t know how or why an idol could have such a calloused hand but he felt weak, melting like a butter on fire, because the skin that Yabu’s touching with that calloused hand of his was burning for some reason.

It had always been a pleasant burn, nonetheless.

And there, Yabu was amazed by the view in front of him. He wondered how in the world, the tall yet lanky kid that he had met inside the elevator when he came to the audition, was still as mesmerizing even until this very moment. The person in front of him was the one he had been fighting for for a million of times, and yet even after more than half of his life, Yabu still couldn’t let him go. And he wanted this to last, wanted it so bad for Inoo to stay and follow him forever. Yabu was feeling blessed with Inoo in his arms, always. He was so grateful that in result, he could no longer say it with words how much he loved Inoo. But with his eyes, his hand’s gesture, his code that only Inoo could read, Yabu had and would always make sure that his feelings towards the younger is well conveyed.

Of who made the first move, who’s the one who first bent, who leaned in, or who asked whom, none of them knew yet none of them questioned about it. When they realized it all, Yabu had sat up straight and they had slowly closed their eyes, opening their lips just a little when the gap between their faces were taken away. Their lips met in a sweet kiss though it was just them pressing against each other for a couple of seconds; there were no movement, just stayed still, frozen. But the sensation somehow felt like the first time they kissed—thrilling and warm and everything. Inoo’s plump lips against Yabu’s thinner ones, Inoo’s heart bursted into stars and his nape chill and his body melting into Yabu’s touch. When they parted, they stared at each other, Inoo’s hand ran up to grip Yabu’s one, and he smiled, before Yabu leaned in again to kiss that beautiful smile and Inoo gave in. Their second kiss was done with lips movement, with Yabu nibbling, almost sucking Inoo’s lower lip and Inoo slipped a pleasant wail out of his mouth.

“You just messed my lipgloss.” Inoo said in a jesting manner, half whispering, when they broke the contact to breathe in some air. His eyes were focused on the corner of Yabu’s lips, and he could feel his chest tight with joy.

“You’re welcome.” Yabu replied, and with the unrelated answer, they chuckled in unison.

“Yabu-kun, I’m sorry,” The voice attracted the both lovers’ attention, and they found Yuto standing some feet away from the sofa, looking completely repentant, and Inoo almost laughed if Yabu didn’t put his point finger onto his lips. Ever since they were little, Yuto was probably the only one—aside of Hikaru—who’s brave enough to interrupt their moments, and both Yabu and Inoo found it pretty amusing. “The manager wants to talk to you. It’s about technical things.”

“I’m on it,” Yabu said, and Yuto left them alone again.

“Did you count it?” Inoo asked almost out of the blue when Yabu stood up. He saw the taller male turned half of his body around and stared at Inoo questioningly, and Inoo smiled merrily as he, too, stood up from the ivory sofa. After all, it was that certain day in the year which was never ordinary.

The very day they met.

“It’s fourteenth this year.”

“Yeah…” Yabu answered, smiling with his best, tender and dazzling smile, before kissing Inoo on the cheek lovingly.

*-* Happy 23rd of September *-*


A/N :
- Leave all the lemons to Merry-go-round Goes.
[some blabber about the fanfics here]- The setting should be a moment before they appeared in Music Station (Mステ) today.
- So many tweets about them were occurring in my twitter timeline that I went crazy so I just had to write them down!
- And did you realize it? There were no 'I love you' exclaimed in this fanfic. I was inspired by the song More Than Words, so I made Yabu expressing his love with the way he specially treated Inoo. Besides, I see them having a matured relationship and I wanted so bad to depict them as two adults who have already acknowledged each other's love (////w///)
- But I think my attempt failed?

- I know this fanfic isn't so good. I spent all day trying to make it as good as possible but it still turned out flat like my chest.
- I'm hungry, and I'm desperately waiting for anyone to post their ybin ffs /cries a river

 
 
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singchronight0: xoxosingchronight0 on September 23rd, 2015 02:22 pm (UTC)
Happy Inoobu's day!

Is this a fan fiction?

I think its non-fiction!

You put every single detail in it ;_;

*And he wanted this to last, wanted it so bad for Inoo to stay and follow him forever.*
Yes, Yabu ;_;
Hotaruma_rendezvous on September 23rd, 2015 03:22 pm (UTC)

Happy Yabuino day to you too!! ♥♥♥
Oh, how I really wanted to say that this was real (;;w;;)


Thank you very much!! I'm sorry if it's quite rigid /cries

singchronight0: I❤️Ysingchronight0 on September 23rd, 2015 03:47 pm (UTC)
No, itsnt rigid.
I❤Y
Hotaruma_rendezvous on September 24th, 2015 03:15 pm (UTC)

I♥U2


Hey can I add you as friend? XD

singchronight0: xoxosingchronight0 on September 25th, 2015 04:17 am (UTC)
No way hahaha!
beni: inoo chau# 2juju905rote on September 23rd, 2015 11:25 pm (UTC)
Oh this is very sweet and touching!
I had the same thought as singchronight0, that this seems like it could have really happened.

Yes, their pinkies are connected by an invisible thread ;; and its already their fourteenth year...I'm becoming sentimental.

(And don't worry, I found this perfect, not a failure at all)
Hotaruma_rendezvous on September 24th, 2015 03:21 pm (UTC)

I really wish it really happened I wish I could see them kissing like that — oh god why my crazy make-believe world (TwT)
Thank you! 14 years is loooooong anybody can be sentimental! I mean I did too! /cryariver


Oh and the tweets I was talking about were all under the username beni_miyazaki is that you? :o

beni: Inooryujuju905rote on September 24th, 2015 03:39 pm (UTC)
Me too! I want Yabu to kiss Inoo in a concert ;_;
Please Yabu, grant my wish ;;

Yes that's me!! How did you know? OAO
Do you have twitter? May I follow you?
Hotaruma_rendezvous on September 24th, 2015 04:02 pm (UTC)

Amen. /pray


Lots of my followings retweeted your tweets and I just got curious XDD I do have but I barely talk about Jump at all there mostly because my followers are too varied :""( but if it's ok with you then my twitter is 2229kp XDD


Anyway thank you very much! This ff's basic idea came from your tweets XDD

Dhem0echan on September 24th, 2015 04:57 am (UTC)
Ppuuddddyyyy....!!
DX
Hotaruma_rendezvous on September 24th, 2015 03:21 pm (UTC)

Yaaaaaaaa? (;∀;)

Dhem0echan on September 25th, 2015 06:14 am (UTC)
ettooo....

lupa euy mau ngomong apa kemaren X""D


cuma inget mau nulis, fic ini tu obat buat saya yg menderita sindrom shipper kapal karam :")



gemes gimana gitu X"D
shin007: yabunoo3shin007 on September 24th, 2015 09:11 am (UTC)
Aaaaahhhhh this is good...
Oh how I miss your fanfic.
I will wait for another one..nice nice
Ohhh this makes me want to write a fic too...
Hotaruma_rendezvous on September 24th, 2015 03:25 pm (UTC)

Thank you very much (;ω;) I really appreciate it! ♥
Oh please do! I mean ffs make a good writing exercise right? X""D

mbee0805: yutoananmbee0805 on September 24th, 2015 04:03 pm (UTC)

Ughhh ants everywhere this just to sweet~~
Happy 14th anniversary yabunoo the most good looking pair everyy
And dont forget yuto appearance #bias much hehe
Thanks for the sweet fic need more dose of this fluff ^^
siklomika: yabunoo jweb .gifsiklomika on September 25th, 2015 04:46 am (UTC)
Happy 14th anniversary for you!

You put all the yabunoo trivias from the oldest to the newest omg I missed them so much. There were used to be fans posting all yabunoo trivias, photos, moments in one post on 23rd September. I found nothing nowadays but your fanfic was enough for my yabunoo doses ;_;

If this was a video, I'd like to replay the kiss scene over and over because this is too real. I'll put the video on my phone even ;;_;; When I read this, I have this feeling of a mother watched her son grown up and now he's ready to married another guy ;;;_;;;

Write more fluff fics like this, pls. I babble too much but, ily <33
siklomika: yabunoo jweb .gifsiklomika on September 25th, 2015 05:15 am (UTC)
Happy 14th anniversary for you!

You put all the yabunoo trivias from the oldest to the newest omg I missed them so much. There were used to be fans posting all yabunoo trivias, photos, moments in one post on 23rd September. I found nothing nowadays but your fanfic was enough for my yabunoo doses ;_;

If this was a video, I'd like to replay the kiss scene over and over because this is too real. I'll put the video on my phone even ;;_;; When I read this, I have this feeling of a mother watched her son grown up and now he's ready to married another guy ;;;_;;;

Write more fluff fics like this, pls. I babble too much but, ily <33
shin_ju8shin_ju8 on October 17th, 2015 09:52 am (UTC)

Sometimes the smile itself made Inoo dropped his own, that he had to somehow bow down his face to hide how red his pale complexion had become...


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