Fic: Correspondence (Takki/Tsubasa)

[zukkokya]

Title: Correspondence
Fandom: JE - Tackey & Tsubasa
Pairing/characters: Takki/Tsubasa
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200~
Disclaimer: Total fiction.
Summary: Tsubasa and Takki have excellent communication skills.

There are exactly four places Tsubasa would rather be right now:

1. On Hideaki
3. Under Hideaki
2. In Hideaki
4. Spain. In Hideaki.

But even though Tsubasa closes his eyes and makes the wish to be elsewhere, he remains in the backseat of a car heading to a rehearsal that will last a minimum of six hours.

So he settles for texting Hideaki instead.

[What are you wearing?]

The response takes twelve minutes, six of which Tsubasa spends staring at his phone, the other six looking out the window and reminiscing about the days when Hideaki messaged him back within moments.

[...!?]

Ah, the old days when Hideaki responded using fancy things like words.

Tsubasa types, [What time are you coming home?]

The response is faster this time. Two minutes. Tsubasa's first text must have made an impression.

[Eleven. Maybe closer to twelve. You?]

Tsubasa scowls. Even with the six-hour rehearsal he'll still be home before Hideaki.

Bastard.

[Earlier. I'll just go to bed then. Mind if I use your massage oil on my shoulders? I feel stiff.]

...twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen–

[If I speed a little I can definitely be home by 11:30.]

Tsubasa types, [Don't rush~] and leans his head against the window and dreams happy, filthy dreams.