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  1. Public Bookmark 24

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    Tadashi’s next-door neighbour is offensively hot, and, frankly, it’s becoming an issue. Because the thing is, his neighbour is kind of an asshole.

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    Written for Connection zine (NSFW version)

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    Loyalty is something Yamaguchi thinks about a lot. He always has.

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    08 Aug 2021

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    He doesn’t know what else he can say. He has run out of things to say to Tsukishima. It’s just an awkward interaction with someone he used to know well. He doesn’t know how to bow out politely.

    “I’m leaving now,” is all he comes up with.

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    He wonders where that Tsukishima went. He misses him. He wants to talk to him again. When he was a kid Tsukishima seemed capable of anything. He feels like he’s seeing Tsukishima for the first time, and he’s a stranger.

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    His sunlight is wasted staring out his bedroom window, headphones fixed over his ears, pretending to read.

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    He wishes he could have taken Tsukishima to the beach today, just so he could have slept in the sun while Tsukishima schooled snot-nosed kids in volleyball.

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    ‘...my unhinged darling.’ he adds mentally.

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    harrowing guided tours of his own range of emotions

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    The patient on the bed turned towards him and blinked. “You want to… draw me?”

    Fuck. “Uh, nevermind, I’m sorry. It’s just, I don’t know! You’re something new and I haven’t drawn people much before so I thought it might be a good inspiration? Or at least a place to start?”

    Yamaguchi was about to get up and leave the room, maybe try his luck at drawing a vending machine or a fake plant, when he heard a voice speak up. 

    “I don’t care. You can draw me if you want.”

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    03 Aug 2021

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    It was like anything Yamaguchi saw something that was his, it automatically felt like it belonged to Tsukishima too, by default.

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    “Hey, Yamaguchi?” He inhaled sharply before continuing. “I really fucking hate you, you know that?”

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    Yamaguchi gets a boyfriend

     

    Tsukishima doesn’t know how to cope

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    “How long have you known me?” Kei demands.

    “I… a day? We—”

    “Yamaguchi,” Kei says, and Yamaguchi instantly stops talking. “Listen to me. This is the third time I’m living through this day.”

    Huh?” Yamaguchi repeats, much louder this time.

    Misanthropic Tokyo weatherman Tsukishima Kei is sent to a remote mountain village to cover the Spring Festival for the fourth year in a row—and finds himself stuck in a time loop. What Happens Next Will Warm Your Heart. A Groundhog Day AU.

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    01 Aug 2021

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    "Yamaguchi has known him for a day. Yamaguchi will have always known him for a day."

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    “Green,” he says with a decisive nod.
    “Green?” Kei asks. He had expected something different. Orange, maybe. Not that he’s thought about it, or anything.
    Yamaguchi smiles. Kei’s whole body feels lighter. “Yeah. Oh, but—” He wrinkles his nose a little, as if picturing something unpleasant. “Not, like, a really dark green, more like—more like a forest on a sunny day, when the sunlight—”
    He sits up a little and lifts his arm, fingers fluttering gently in the air, down and then back up again.
    “When the sunlight comes down through the leaves,” he says. Something in his expression is glowing. He lowers his arm again and turns his head to gaze out at the bare, snow-laden black branches bent outside the window. “You know what I mean?”
    Kei nearly closes his eyes to envision it but somehow manages to restrain himself. He’s mesmerized by the nuances that shift across Yamaguchi’s face, each as fleeting as—well. As sunlight through leaves. Nostalgia, contentment, some faint vestige of melancholy.
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    “What about you?” he asks with a smile that nearly topples Kei from his chair.
    “Me?”
    “Yeah. Your favorite color. What is it?”
    Green like sunlight through leaves, Kei’s besotted heart answers.

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    He wants to tell him, I still remember that day when we looked at the mountains and you taught me about pride. He wants to say, I’ll make that miso soup you love any time that you want it. He wants to say, laying himself bare, Your favorite color is green.