I stopped posting here for a bit, but I guess I'll post some of my writings here again ;A;))))o
Random musings:
01)
“Hey!” Yuko raised an eyebrow and turned slightly towards the call on her right. “You want to share the taxi?” A girl, slightly shorter than herself asked, gesturing to the taxi in front of her. “I don’t think taxis come around much at this time, and it seemed like you need one with the amount of baggage you have,” she added, topping it with a sheepish smile.
Yuko knew better than to share a taxi with a stranger but that goofy grin, the girl’s (lack of) height, and that sincere offer of help got better of her and she nodded. The other girl hopped over and slung one of the bags over her shoulder, stumbling slightly at the weight and made a face. “Why are you even bringing so much stuffs?” she mumbled as Yuko hid a giggle, watching the smaller girl trying to help despite her lack of strength.
“Thank you,” beaming a smile at the other girl, Yuko said when they were finally in the taxi.
“We’ll go to your place first I guess? You probably need help bringing everything up,” the other girl said. Yuko gave a sheepish smile of her own as she told the driver her address, much to the surprise of the other girl.
“We’re staying at the same building!” she exclaimed. “I’m Takahashi Minami.”
“Really?” Yuko laughed, equally amazed. “And I’m Oshima Yuko.”
“I guess we’ll be seeing each other a lot then…”
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02)
“Still busy?” Sayanee mumbled, hugging the other girl from behind. The distracted girl nodded, spinning her chair around and pulling the younger girl down onto her lap. Nuzzling her face against Sayanee’s neck, Yui whined which in turn made Sayanee let out a hearty laughter. “God, if your members know how much you whine, they would lose all respect for you as captain,” Sayanee teased, raising the older girl’s face slightly and giving her a gentle peck on the lips.
“It’s because of them that I’m putting in extra time and losing all these precious hours I’ve with you,” Yui complained, chin resting on Sayanee’s shoulder. “Seriously though, the amount of stuffs we’ve to do as a captain…Man, I’ve never knew it will be this tough to lead.”
“Why do you think I always head home after team dinner, skipping out on all those karaoke sessions after?” Sayanee said, arms tightening around her girlfriend’s waist. “But you know, it’s rewarding. It’s very rewarding when your members appreciate you, or when they are strong enough to go forth in their solo activities…it’s a really great feeling when you see them grow-” A soft snore interrupted Sayanee and the girl laughed. Standing up and carrying her girlfriend, the younger girl laid Yui on the bed and covered the blanket over her before tucking herself in as well.
“Sleep well, my dear captain…you deserve this rest.”
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03)
“Ooof!” Yuko felt air got knocked out of herself when someone bumped into her.
“ごめんなさい!” the person facing the short girl said, “Ah! I’m sorry!” she added, correcting herself.
“Japanese?” Yuko asked. The taller girl, somewhat shocked that Yuko spoke in a language that she’s more comfortable in, nodded. “Me too!” the shorter girl yelled. “Say, can you help me?”
The taller girl gave a confused look, “How?”
“Well,” Yuko said, hand rubbing the back of her head embarrassedly, “I’m lost and-”
“You’re lost? I’m Kojima Haruna,” the taller girl giggled.
“No!! I mean, I’m lost here…Ah~ I’m Oshima Yuko. Nice to meet you?” Yuko laughed, though somewhat worried, “I need to make my way to the airport for my flight back to Japan…Can you help me?”
Haruna smiled, pointing to the luggage she was pulling behind her. “I’m headed to the airport too,” she said. Pointing to the road in front of them, “I’ve got a taxi. I guess we could share that…”
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“Hey!”
Haruna looked up from her handheld game console and a look of surprise painted her features. “Stalker?”
A sheepish look painted the other girl’s face as she settled herself into the seat beside Haruna. Showing her ticket to the taller girl, “We’re seat-mates,” she said, eyes twinkling with excitement.
“Oh wow, we sure are,” Haruna mumbled, comparing her ticket stub with Yuko’s. “Well, better you than a random weird old man I guess,” she said, a look of amuse on her face.
“Well, my friends always say I’m like an old man though…” Yuko thought silently to herself. It’s going to be a fun ride back to Japan…
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a) Imagine your OTP brewing coffee for each other and knowing just how much sugar to put in for the other person.
“Hey.”
“Hey you too.”
“Good morning.”
“Good morning sleepyhead,” Takamina smiled, patting the head of the girl in front of her, pulling the girl’s scarf tighter together and leaning forward to plant a gentle kiss on that girl’s lips. “Did you stay up late and play with your cats again?” The question came out a little too harsh than how Takamina had planned to, and a frown immediately painted the girl’s expression, lips slightly pouting. “I’m sorry,” Takamina started, “I didn’t meant for it to sound harsh. I’m just concerned.”
“Nothing that a cup of coffee can’t cure though,” Acchan replied, pulling the shorter girl into the café. “My usual,” she whispered, eyes sparkling with excitement as Takamina shook her head, heading behind the counter.
“Nothing that food can’t cure you mean,” Takamina teased as her hands skillfully manned the espresso machine; bring forth a cup of rich-smelling Americano for the girl, now seated across the counter. Bringing up a jar of sugar, slashed in the cupboard beneath the machine, Takamina threw what seemed like a cube in. “Specially for my dear Maeda Atsuko, Americano with just 1/3 of a cube of sugar,” Takamina declared.
Acchan giggled, looking at the jar of sugar that was resting just beside her. “You would keep a special jar of sugar that’s all 1/3 of a cube.”
“I would keep a special jar of anything that you want, just so my dear Acchan gets her food right,” Takamina grinned, giving the girl yet another pat on her head.
And yes, this is how spoilt and pampered a certain Maeda Atsuko can be, when she’s with a certain Takahashi Minami.
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b) Imagine Person A of your OTP has a bad habit of wrapping their legs around the legs of whomever they may cuddle with in bed, but Person B doesn’t mind it at all, and wraps their legs around Person A’s as well.
Oshima Yuko loves it when she sleeps alongside a certain Kojima Haruna.
Sleeping is one of the few rare occasions when Haruna would be the Haruna that’s not tsundere, the Haruna that’s the most truthful. While the younger girl might be shorter when they were standing, this definitely didn’t stop Haruna from tangling their legs together whenever the pair sleeps together.
Yes, the tsundere Kojima Haruna has this habit of wrapping her legs around Yuko’s whenever they sleep alongside each other, and the squirrel-like girl had observed this for a while, coming to a conclusion that Haruna only does it, if it was Yuko beside her. They had went on trips with the other members, sleeping together on futons after a whole day of filming, but Haruna never tangled her legs with the other members if Yuko didn’t happen to sleep beside her. It was a special only-for-Yuko treatment, whether the sleeping girl realized it or not.
And you know something, Yuko was definitely not complaining.
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c) Imagine your OTP laying on the hood of a car and watching stars.
“I’ve always wanted to do this,” Mariko sighed, hand holding tight to the other girl’s as they both lay on the hood of the older girl’s car. “With you.”
The other girl nodded, scooting closer to Mariko, “That one there,” she said suddenly, hand stretching out, one eye shut for exact precision, pointing at one of the many stars in the dark sky, “That one there, is the Marichan in AKB48,” she whispered. “Bright, and always leading the rest. Flickering dim whenever she knows someone can be up for the job, but never die out because she knows she’s needed, and when there’s a need, shimmered the brightest to lead everyone out of the darkness.”
Mariko felt a smile slowly creeping up on her face as the girl beside made the analogy. “Ah~ since when did Nyaro become such a philosopher?” she teased, turning to face her girlfriend and nudging her cheek with her nose. The pair laughed a loud, crisp laughter in the night, hands tightly in each other’s and appreciating the silence of nature around them for a moment. “You know, I’m glad I left the group. Because then, I could do this with you,” Mariko whispered, planting a kiss on the younger girl’s cheek.
“But I’m still in the group,” Haruna whined, much to Mariko’s amusement.
“Graduate then!”
“Mari-chan!”
“I can feed you!”
“…”
“I’m serious! Ricori’s going well, I’ve outside jobs…I earn more than enough for the both of us!”
“Mari-chan!!!”
;A;))o
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