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metamorphosis2012-05-12 03:00 pm
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Title: happy new year
Characters: Yuuta Asaba, Shun Matsuoka
Rating: G
something for peentoast chat. bless them.
Even after they’ve graduated, Shun sends them greeting cards. At first, the cards are full to the brim with greetings and updates on his life and things like that, but as the years year on, the become simpler and simpler. Some years, there’s only a “Happy New Year, I hope you’re doing well!” and others there are little doodles of butterflies wandering on the edges, half finished, as if Shun had forgotten until the last second or had been doodling while working. Even so, Yuuta holds onto them and keeps them in his drawer; no matter how old he gets or how far they all grow apart (although Yuuki is never far, twin that he is), he takes the time to memorize the address on the back and send one back with similar greetings before turning back to whatever task he paused in doing, the thought of the greeting card far from his mind. It’s out of habit more than anything else, this card thing, and it isn’t one he’s intent on breaking.
And maybe it’s out of nostalgia that he visits his old hometown and stands in front of the shrine one New Year’s Day, five years after he’s graduated high school. Yuuta sticks his hands in his pockets and wishes Yuuki (who was also visiting their parents for the holidays, and likely around to borrow some money from him as he was wont to do) had accompanied him instead of curling up under the kotatsu as soon as he had greeted their parents. He hears someone come up behind him but doesn’t turn to look; it’s probably a stranger, and so he’s all the more surprised when he hears Shun’s voice.
“Yuuta-kun?”
It’s a little lower than he remembers, but it’s definitely Shun; no one else calls him that, except for Rina (much later on, but they had fallen out of talking a year or so ago when exams had been especially hard, and he’s been meaning to call her again but there’s just so much to do) and he turns around, feeling a smile pull at his usually straight-faced expression.
“Shun,” he greets, and feels the smile pull harder as Shun smiles happily and sighs. “Thank goodness you remembered me…”
“You’re hard to forget,” he replies, and makes room for Shun to stand beside him at the shrine. He watches him close his eyes and wonders what he’s wishing for; Yuuta turns his eyes to the shrine and wonders what he should wish for. They catch up quietly over candy apples and a walk down the street to their former homes; they have to split at some point, and both of them promise to get back in touch soon but Yuuta knows it won’t last too long.
When he steps into his house, the smell of his mother’s cooking assaults him and he rests against the front door, taking it in, then slips off his shoes and slips into the kotatsu in the living room with Yuuki, closing his eyes and listening to the voices around him.
Characters: Yuuta Asaba, Shun Matsuoka
Rating: G
something for peentoast chat. bless them.
Even after they’ve graduated, Shun sends them greeting cards. At first, the cards are full to the brim with greetings and updates on his life and things like that, but as the years year on, the become simpler and simpler. Some years, there’s only a “Happy New Year, I hope you’re doing well!” and others there are little doodles of butterflies wandering on the edges, half finished, as if Shun had forgotten until the last second or had been doodling while working. Even so, Yuuta holds onto them and keeps them in his drawer; no matter how old he gets or how far they all grow apart (although Yuuki is never far, twin that he is), he takes the time to memorize the address on the back and send one back with similar greetings before turning back to whatever task he paused in doing, the thought of the greeting card far from his mind. It’s out of habit more than anything else, this card thing, and it isn’t one he’s intent on breaking.
And maybe it’s out of nostalgia that he visits his old hometown and stands in front of the shrine one New Year’s Day, five years after he’s graduated high school. Yuuta sticks his hands in his pockets and wishes Yuuki (who was also visiting their parents for the holidays, and likely around to borrow some money from him as he was wont to do) had accompanied him instead of curling up under the kotatsu as soon as he had greeted their parents. He hears someone come up behind him but doesn’t turn to look; it’s probably a stranger, and so he’s all the more surprised when he hears Shun’s voice.
“Yuuta-kun?”
It’s a little lower than he remembers, but it’s definitely Shun; no one else calls him that, except for Rina (much later on, but they had fallen out of talking a year or so ago when exams had been especially hard, and he’s been meaning to call her again but there’s just so much to do) and he turns around, feeling a smile pull at his usually straight-faced expression.
“Shun,” he greets, and feels the smile pull harder as Shun smiles happily and sighs. “Thank goodness you remembered me…”
“You’re hard to forget,” he replies, and makes room for Shun to stand beside him at the shrine. He watches him close his eyes and wonders what he’s wishing for; Yuuta turns his eyes to the shrine and wonders what he should wish for. They catch up quietly over candy apples and a walk down the street to their former homes; they have to split at some point, and both of them promise to get back in touch soon but Yuuta knows it won’t last too long.
When he steps into his house, the smell of his mother’s cooking assaults him and he rests against the front door, taking it in, then slips off his shoes and slips into the kotatsu in the living room with Yuuki, closing his eyes and listening to the voices around him.