Title: Secretly, I like this
Pairing: OkaMori
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 100 words /drabble
Summary: 5 OkaMori drabbles.
A/N: Inspired by random things littering around my room. For
ayaelf92, because I love her OkaMori and she loves OkaMori
Lip balm“Your lips are dry,” It wasn’t the first
time Ryutaro was told, by the staffs or the other members. He doesn’t
like his dried lips; however he can’t blame himself for not liking lip
balms to keep them moisturized. This time it was Keito that pointed out
to him, and the younger boy just frowned.
He didn’t expect Keito
crash their lips together, and Ryutaro felt the lip balm that Keito had
applied awhile ago getting rubbed onto his lips.
If it was Keito, then maybe, this can be a solution to his dried lips and hate for lip balm.
***EnglishHe
hated English with passion. Ryutaro had strongly believed that whoever
thought up with that language was a devil and that no one can ever
master it. Years passed as he continued to curse the creator of that
language. “Ladies and gentlemen,” That phrase shocked him, as it was
pronounced with clarity throughout the concert hall.
They were
juniors, and many of them continued to run up onto the stage, getting to
their position. It was only later that he heard about Okamoto Keito.
And with a twist of fate, he loves English now, with a certain Okamoto
tutoring him.
***Graduation“Congratulations,”
The other members of JUMP rounded up around both of them, squeezing
them in a group hug. Both of them were graduating in the same year, even
though they were in different grades. Keito was graduating from high
school and Ryutaro, from junior high.
The younger boy had always
thought that it was something special, and being able to graduate at the
same time with an important person in his life made it even more
special. “You do know that he’d go to a university now right?” Of course
Ryutaro knew.
But Keito promised to fetch him to school.
***Ice-cream datesHe
had screamed his lungs out when something pinched his nose; or someone,
for that matter. Opening his eyes, he only saw Keito grinning at him,
pointing to the current assignment. As much as he loved the English boy,
Ryutaro hated how Keito would be like a teacher when he was teaching
him how to complete his assignments. Today was no different.
“Finish
this and we can get some treats afterwards;” There as another pinch,
now on the cheeks. Redness tinted his cheeks. Ryutaro had to admit,
although Keito’s like this, he loved the small ice-cream dates that
comes afterwards.
***Baseball capsRyutaro
had never expected Keito to be so obsessed with him wearing baseball
caps. “Only Ryutaro can pull it off in JUMP,” was what Keito said while
he passed him his birthday present. That happened after their concert,
where Ryutaro had worn that particular cap for his dance.
Following
his birthday, he had gotten a variety of caps from Keito and his
collection keeps growing. He even got one on JUMP’s fourth anniversary.
He had jokingly told Keito that his cupboard wouldn’t hold if it keeps
up.
However, deep inside, Ryutaro felt kind of pleased that Keito has this obsession.
Labels: drabbles, okataro, yaoi
