Advent Calendar Door 8: Yama
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Title: Decoration
Pairing: Yama
Rating: PG-13
Beta:
ivenclaire
Genre: slice of life, romance, a bit humour
Summary: There is no way Sho is going to leave with that dangling down from his ceiling!
Notes: Requested by
addierabudabu.
“You.are.not.serious!?” Sho breaths out, emphasis on every word. He mentally adds one hundred exclamation marks to it.
“Don’t you like it?” Ohno asks calmly as he puts up the new decoration.
“There is no way I’m going to live in an apartment with this!” Sho hisses.
Ohno eyes him for a few seconds, then he suddenly wraps his arms around Sho, kissing his temples. He pokes the spot between his hairline and eyebrows. “This part here always pulsates when you are angry,” he analyses. “It’s fine. If you don’t like Christmas decoration I will just remove it again.”
Sho lets out a sigh, feeling calmer again. “It’s not about the Christmas decoration itself…”
“What’s the problem then?” Ohno wants to know.
Sho mutters something beneath his breath, before he puts an arm around Ohno’s shoulders and turns him to look at the ceiling. “It’s a golden, glittering fish ceiling-mobile!”
Ohno seems to frown, looking at it for a while. Then he nods. “I know. So what?”
“It’s fish!” Sho exclaims. “Can’t you put anything up that’s cuter? Like reindeers, or angels, or, I don’t know…ducks?”
Ohno frowns, pouting slightly. “But it is cute,” he says stubbornly. “Fishes are cute! And it’s golden on top of that. It glitters!”
Sho lets out an exasperated sigh. Fine, damn it. So, some stupid fucking gold fish on his ceiling it is. “But don’t put any more weird decoration up,” he demands.
Ohno pulls his eyebrows up. “Stickers on the window? I’ve bought some cute ones. And some paper lanterns and tiny clocks. And a few figurines.”
When Sho throws a glance at the stickers first – weird rainbow-colored, blinking ones with some sort of abstract motive, looking like Salvador Dali paintings – he feels like he is getting sick.
He is doomed, seriously.
Pairing: Yama
Rating: PG-13
Beta:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Genre: slice of life, romance, a bit humour
Summary: There is no way Sho is going to leave with that dangling down from his ceiling!
Notes: Requested by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
“You.are.not.serious!?” Sho breaths out, emphasis on every word. He mentally adds one hundred exclamation marks to it.
“Don’t you like it?” Ohno asks calmly as he puts up the new decoration.
“There is no way I’m going to live in an apartment with this!” Sho hisses.
Ohno eyes him for a few seconds, then he suddenly wraps his arms around Sho, kissing his temples. He pokes the spot between his hairline and eyebrows. “This part here always pulsates when you are angry,” he analyses. “It’s fine. If you don’t like Christmas decoration I will just remove it again.”
Sho lets out a sigh, feeling calmer again. “It’s not about the Christmas decoration itself…”
“What’s the problem then?” Ohno wants to know.
Sho mutters something beneath his breath, before he puts an arm around Ohno’s shoulders and turns him to look at the ceiling. “It’s a golden, glittering fish ceiling-mobile!”
Ohno seems to frown, looking at it for a while. Then he nods. “I know. So what?”
“It’s fish!” Sho exclaims. “Can’t you put anything up that’s cuter? Like reindeers, or angels, or, I don’t know…ducks?”
Ohno frowns, pouting slightly. “But it is cute,” he says stubbornly. “Fishes are cute! And it’s golden on top of that. It glitters!”
Sho lets out an exasperated sigh. Fine, damn it. So, some stupid fucking gold fish on his ceiling it is. “But don’t put any more weird decoration up,” he demands.
Ohno pulls his eyebrows up. “Stickers on the window? I’ve bought some cute ones. And some paper lanterns and tiny clocks. And a few figurines.”
When Sho throws a glance at the stickers first – weird rainbow-colored, blinking ones with some sort of abstract motive, looking like Salvador Dali paintings – he feels like he is getting sick.
He is doomed, seriously.
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