“Well, this is unexpected?” Takeda stops in the doorway, smile threatening to take over his face and he puts a hand over his mouth to hide it as Ukai turns and frowns from where he’s sitting behind the DM screen.
Ukai leans back to smile softly at him, like he always did whenever he caught sight of him, something Takeda would never get over, before catching up with what he said and frowns. “Shaddup. Are you playing or what?”
“Yeah, we’re missing a few people.” Makoto smiles from where he’s sitting at the end of their kitchen table, paper and dice spread out before him with Takinoue in much the same arrangement beside him. “We need a healer.”
“Is this what you were sending me links for this morning?” He turns to Ukai, grinning as he watches him pull out a few character sheets and dice sets.
“Yeah. We don’t get many opportunities to play. How long’s this campaign been running Tak?”
“Two years I think?”
“Well i’ll happily join if you give me a few minutes to change. I may be a little rusty though. I haven’t played in years.” Before going to change he leans forward to kiss the top of his partner's head, smiling when Ukai sits up straight to lean his head back so he can kiss him properly.
“Hurry up. I’ll get you a drink. Whadda ya want?”
“That weird beer you got in, give me a few minutes.” He’s quick to change and go back into the kitchen, sitting in the chair that’s closest to Ukai which had apparently already been set up with a character sheet and dice.
“Cleric huh?” He takes a look over it. The class and level had already been set up, as well as prepared spells, but everything else was left blank so he quickly fills it in, using the memories from when he last played a cleric to create his character now as quickly as he can.
“Here Ittetsu.” Ukai comes back, passing him the beer with a kiss to his temple as he sits down, putting the other snacks he bought in towards the middle of the table.
“Thanks Kei.” Absently, he winds their legs together under the table as he sorts himself out while Makoto and Takinoue fill him in on the basics of the campaign.
“So we started out as mercenaries, but we sort of joined a plot to kill the king and that’s our focus on the minute.” Makoto explains. “We’re currently trying to break in the castle so we like, find you in the stables or something.”
“Sounds good.” He smiles as Ukai reaches under the table to grab his legs and pull his feet into his lap. Pushing over a packet of his favourite sweets as he does so, acting nonchalant about it although the tips of his ears are red.
Shifting so he’s comfortable and ignoring the eye rolls from their friends at their domesticity, Takeda settles in properly. “Alright, let’s get this started then.”
-
It takes all of twenty minutes before the apparent serious mood turns goofy, and Takeda leans into it heavily.
He’d forgotten how much he loved this game, and the customers at work had been particularly mean that day. He wished his teacher's salary stretched so he didn’t have to work through the summer but he did what he had to. It just meant he was all too ready to let off some steam now anyway.
“What do you mean I can’t flirt with the DM to get advantage?” He asks, pouting in the way he knows will get Ukai to flush, which causes Makato and Takinoue to giggle into their drinks.
“That’s not how it works babe.” Ukai sighs, but he’s very obviously trying to hide his grin.
“You’re the dm, you say what goes!”
“Exactly!” Takinoue leans forward, gesturing with his bottle. “We need advantage on that persuasion check c’mon please.”
“Okay if you ask i’m definitely gonna say no.” He growls, pointing right back.
“Shut up Tak.” Makoto hisses and Takeda can’t help but laugh at them. One of the good things about originally getting to know Ukai had been the friends who had followed him into their friendship. He had always been a little too awkward and earnest to make his own friends past being acquaintances. But Ukai hadn’t minded one bit and apparently, neither did his friends. And they were his friends too now.
“Yeah Tak.” He smirks, before turning the smirk to Ukai who averts his eyes.
“That’s not gonna work either.”
“Fine fine. Let me roll.” He gives it up, but he doesn’t miss the way Ukai squeezes his ankle. Maybe an apology, but it’s more likely a ‘hah’ at not giving in to his puppy eyes.
“Okay that’s a ten?” He grimaces given how low it was even with him adding everything to it.
Another squeeze. “Surprisingly, you come up against a particularly stupid guard and he lets you in without question.”
“Then i’m gonna kill him to make sure he doesn’t go anywhere!” Makoto slams the table, feral gleam in his eye that’s mirrored by all of them.
“Then roll for initiative.”
-
They end the night late and tipsy. And with plans to continue the next week given they had ended the session by being caught and thrown into the castle dungeons.
“Bye!” Takeda calls from under Ukai’s arm as they stand in the doorway. Waving Makoto and Takinoue off as they head home.
Once they’re out of sight they close the door and Ukai lets go, sighing as he looks at the messy table they’d left in their wake.
“Think we can leave it ‘till tomorrow?” He asks and Takeda nods, following to wrap his arms around Ukai’s waist from behind, burying his face in his shoulder blades.
“I mean, i’ve got the day off. I can do it whenever I get up.”
“Fuck I love you.” Ukai grins, turning around. Takeda just smiles back until he squeaks when unexpectedly Ukai reaches down to grab his thighs, hoisting him up. All he can do is wrap his legs around his waist and arms around his neck, laughing.
“What are you doing? I’m heavy c’mon-”
“I carry boxes of stock heavier than you babe.” Takeda can feel himself blushing and he buries his face in the crook of Ukai’s neck, grinning against the skin there before nosing it. Just to hear him sigh happily as he carries him carefully through their apartment.
He was secretly a sap. Or well, it was more a badly kept secret over an actual secret.
“Love you.” He nuzzles in. A little loose from the booze and he wiggles in Ukai’s grip, to feel his hands shift to settle him properly, and then while he’s there cop a feel of his ass which gets him laughing.
“You tryin’ to feel me up?” He pulls back, laughing even harder when Ukai drops him onto the bed, leaning over him as he kneels between his legs before lying heavily down.
It’s a weight Takeda loves, and he wraps his legs a little more firmly around his partner to keep him there as Ukai smirks down at him. He rests his elbows either side of Takeda’s head, leaning heavily down as he kisses him. Slow and open mouthed, completely sloppy.
Gross bastard. He really loved him
“Always babe.” Ukai grins in between kisses, one hand absently going to run through the strands of Takeda’s hair he can reach. Wrist bent a little awkwardly.
He reaches up to take the headband out of Ukai’s hair, chuckling when his hair falls into disarray around his face, strands falling over his face. He throws the hairband aside, hands going to play with it and spike it up before letting it all again, scratching his nails along Ukai’s scalp in the way he knows he likes.
“Hmm, you need to dye your roots again Kei.” He tugs at one of the strands, laughing when Ukai just licks a stripe up his face in indignant response. He goes to say something else, tease ready but the comment leaves his brain when Ukai starts kissing down his neck. He starts at his jaw, closed mouth kisses progressing to licks and then sharp nips the further down his neck he goes. Sucking hickies into the skin below the neckline of his shirt where the only people who could see the marks were them.
“So, what did you think about the game?” Ukai asks when he stops, resting his chin on Takeda’s chest and Takeda can’t help but burst into laughter.
“You’re asking me that now?” He giggles, tucking Ukai’s hair behind his ears. “Nerd.”
“Says you, Mr Teacher.”
“I’m not the one who brings up dnd in the middle of a make out session.”
“Oh shut up we’re not kids, c’mon.” Ukai whines. “At least call it somethin’ sexier.”
“No can do. You like me for my awkward charm.”
“Love you.” Ukai corrects without even thinking about it, and Takeda instantly blushes so hard he has to cover his face.
“Love you too.” He mutters. Unable to move his hands.
Gently, Ukai moves his hands out the way to kiss him and take his glasses off. Reaching over to them on their bedside table, and Takeda whines at the loss of him. He’s too tired and tipsy to really have a filter so he reaches out without thinking. Flushing again and hiding his face when Ukai turns to face him again, smirking down at him before that breaks into a soft grin. Resettling himself in between Takeda’s legs. Shifting comfortably as he rests his arm back where they were.
“Fucking nerd.”
“Shut up.” He leans up to kiss him once again, and settles in for the night.
English isn’t my first language sorry if there are mistakes.
Warnings : Mourning/Grief, graveyard, loss of parent(s)...
Day 13 : “Stay.” (Takeda/Ukai)
The loss of your loved ones was always hard to handle. Even more when several of them were gone at the same time. Not to mention if it was not from a natural cause, of course. Pain was so easily brought in your life, sudden and strong. Destructive. And all you could do was to suffer, to accept whatever what was happening. Sometimes someone would give you a hand, out of the darkness. You could choose to not take it, but that would be stupid. Sometimes, you have to let the others help you. And that’s okay.
The graveyard was cold, like it always is in the early February. The flowers wouldn’t stay beautiful a long time, the frost covering them every morning. It was a moment like that, the sun was only out since a couple of hours.
A fresh bouquet of flowers entered the vision of Takeda Ittetsu, landing on the tomb he was staring at, thanks to their owner. He didn’t need to lift his eyes to know who was here with him. The warm of the body next to him was radiating over his own, a small comfort very welcomed. But it was gone too soon, as the man turned on his heels without saying a word.
“- Stay.”
The blond stopped in his tracks, slowly facing the professor. The latter’s eyes hadn’t moved from the frozen marble, tears quickly gathering in them without flooding. Hesitantly, the newcomer approached him. When a he was only centimeters away from the dark-haired man, a hand expectantly rose, prompting him to come even closer. The young volleyball coach took it, softening.
“- Of course.”
Ukai Keishin turned to look at the grave once again, reading the names he already knew by heart. His whole family-in-law was laying here, six feet under the ground. Car accidents could happen to anyone, anywhere, at any moment. And the left behind could do was to keep going on with their life.
I read TCG’s fic Flock Together this weekend and I’m probably going to be thinking about it for the rest of my stupid life. Idk man!!! It’s like, I’m a gay adult in the world and I’ve dabbled in drag and this fucking fic just.... hit me directly where I live I guess??? It’s literally just... It.
This is Takeda in drag for his bday bc I literally couldn’t rest until I drew her??? I physically needed everyone to be able to look at her in drag or I was gonna die. Her dress would be cuter if I’d finished the drawing but I got bored and I didn’t, so.... Just Trust Me?
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
"BAND TEN-HUT TEN-HUT!" Daichi yelled, voice easily carrying over the field. Everyone snapped to attention, spine straight and shoulders back with their instruments fixed firmly in their hands.
"ONE!" the band responded collectively. Hinata felt a shiver climb down his spine. This is where he was meant to be--in the middle of a group of people who loved music as much as he did. For one of the first times in his life, Hinata felt like he truly belonged somewhere. Daichi nodded approvingly at the group before him.
"Alright. Welcome to your first day as a part of the Kumiawase Marching Band. My name is Sawamura, but please call me Daichi. I am your head drum major for this marching season. Our band directors will be here tomorrow, as they're driving back from a meeting today. Still, that's no excuse to slack off. Let's get started with some fundamentals!" Groans and complaints echoed around the field. Hinata joined in with them, hiding his smile behind his euphonium. Yep; they were just like him.
(A collection of Marching Band AU drabbles that no one asked for).
