#nitomomo

[roza]

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[justfreethings]

it’s true tho -Sarah

[ichiro-official]

Me: *laughs like the psychotic fan I am at all the Free! on my dash*

Mom: What are you doing?

Me: The gays, mom. The gays are coming.

[justfreethings]

i understand momo dw dw -Sarah

[karlsjrr]

MomoAi with 14? x3

Ugh, I’ve been too long without my computer, so it took me a while to get this done. It’s super mini, hope you like it either way!

14. things you said after you kissed me

Ai could only watch as the boy came closer. He knew that hecould turn away, after all Momo’s movements were awkwardly slow, but somethingkept him rooted to his spot on the floor. He watched as the boy licked hislips, watched as his eyes fluttered close, then stared straight ahead as hefelt moist lips brush against his own slightly parted ones.

“Y-you’re so pretty.” The slurred words fell against hisheated cheek as the redhead slumped over him.

With wide eyes, Ai took a quick look around the room,remembering that they were not alone. His worry faded when he noticed the restof their team members had already succumbed to sleep after their celebratorydrinks. They really couldn’t hold their liquor, no matter how much theyboasted.  

Soft snoring brought his attention back to the boy pressedagainst him. Momo was getting taller, again, however, this time his limbsdidn’t look gangly as they had on his first growth spurt. He was also heavier.

As carefully as Ai could, he untangled himself from Momo’shold and laid the boy on the carpeted floor, reminding himself to throw ablanket on him later. Stepping around his fallen friends, Ai moved toward thebathroom and locked himself inside. His fingers gripped the edge of the sink ashe leaned forward, his reflection staring back at him from the mirror.

Bright pink dusted his cheeks and neck, and it had nothingto do with the one beer he had downed over an hour ago.

“Y-you’re so pretty.”

Ai looked away from his reflection and turned on the faucet,running his hands under the cold water before splashing some on his face.

His lips tingled at the memory that kept replaying itself inhis mind. It would be his luck that the one time Momo worked up the courage tokiss him he’d be drunk out of his mind. Ai sighed, shutting off the water. Hewould have to have a good talk with the redhead tomorrow, if the boy remembered anything at all.

For his part, Ai was certain he would always remember thewarm feel of the other’s lips and the whispered words that made his ears burnhot.  

[keimaxwell]

For the 3 sentence fic: momoai, Hogwarts/hp au please :)

“Senpai, I swear, I didn’t mean to!”

Momo’s excuses had long since stopped having much of a meaning to Nitori, who by now only half-listened to most of them and resorted to just stop the other’s inane babbling with kisses in an alarmingly increasing frequency these days.

However, when upon returning to his dorm after an exhausting day of lessons, he found that his shiny yellow prefect badge had been transfigured into an equally shiny beetle the size of a Quaffle yet again, he decided it was time to change their routine and swiftly drew his wand to point it at a blanching Momo.

[karlsjrr]

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MomoTori Week Day 1 – Confession Words: 445 Rating: G {Ao3}

Aiichiro looks up when he feels a soft brush against his cheek. To his surprise, he’s met with the wide-eyed, red face of Momotarou Mikoshiba.

The boy snatches his hand away, murmuring an apology. Forwhat, Ai has no idea.

It had been no secret to Ai that Momo had developed some sort of crush on him. A few weeks after the start of the new school year, Ai had taken notice of the changes that had occurred in Momo's treatment toward him. There were more less-than-subtle touches followed by a reddening face and a lame excuse before the boy scurried away, leaving Ai both perplexed and oddly moved. More lingering gazes than were necessary while Ai gave them the rundown of their weekly practice schedule. Because of these things, when Momo pulled him aside one day after practice, Ai was sure the boy would finally confess. What he hadn't expected was to be handed a jar with a small, cream colored worm inside. He'd nearly dropped the thing when the worm squirmed to the side.

"I know you don't like the adult ones, but I thought you'd like a baby..." Momo had said with a little smile. A baby. Ai had barely been able to suppress the nervous laughter that bubbled in his chest.  

He’d kept the tiny stag beetle larvae, but it spent the majority of its time wiggling in the cage Pyuunske had once inhabited on the opposite side of their shared dorm room.

Another murmur from the redhead brought Ai’s attention to their current situation.

They’d been finishing their homework in peaceful quietness – a rare thing since Momo usually insisted that Ai help him with his own work, like a good senpai would – when Ai felt the other’s fingers touch the side of his face.

“What was that?” Ai asks, the redhead beside him swaying slightly to the side. He watches, his lips quirking in amusement, as Momo stares down at him, before averting his eyes again. With a soft sigh, Ai reaches for Momo’s hand, determined to confess his own feelings for the endearing boy. Just as he manages to coax Momo to look at him, the redhead opens his mouth.

“I-I, uh… I like your mole.” Momo’s eyes stray to the spot just under Ai’s right eye. “It’s cute.” He adds a little more quietly.

Heat rushes to Ai’s cheeks, reaching all the way to the tip of his ears.  

“I… thanks.” Ai all but whispers, unable to let go of Momo’s hand, but no longer feeling like he can say anymore. Who knew confessing could be so difficult?

So, they just sit there, awkwardly stumbling into something new.

[phoenixyaoi]

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