Series: KnB
Rating: General Audiences
Words: 2000+
Warnings: None whatsoever. A drabble about silent bonds of friendship, mutual romantic feelings and first kisses. Some sort of telepathy going on in the story?
Summary: The rest of the world cannot understand Midorima, and Takao wonders why communication still happens naturally between the two.
The continuation of No Joke, Treasuring You, can now be read by clicking the link. You can also find this story on my AO3.
(For more information regarding the story, please take a look at the notes at the end of the fic.)
Tag: knb
MidoTaka
It all started a few days ago, this relentless routine of sleepless nights. For the last five years, ever since they started living together, Midorima had bought a gift that Takao hinted at for his birthday. Mostly he felt like cheating for taking the hints, but his boyfriend always acted so happy and surprised that Midorima thought either Takao was very good at acting, or he was just unaware of how he was pointing him in the right direction. It was probably the latter. Takao had the tendency to show his love for things in general. He always seemed so genuinely happy to show Midorima whatever it was that pleased him. And for five years, Midorima had taken this routine to heart and followed the line of his boyfriend’s happiness and managed to get him what he wanted. And Takao always smiled and thanked him, first conventionally and then, later in bed, very much sexually. It was the best part of Takao’s birthdays. Not that their sex life was lacking in any way, but on Takao’s birthdays..It was something else. Even now, thinking about it made Midorima blush and left breathless.
No Joke (MidoTaka Fic)
Series: KnB
Rating: General Audiences
Words: 2000+
Warnings: None whatsoever. A drabble about silent bonds of friendship, mutual romantic feelings and first kisses. Some sort of telepathy going on in the story?
Summary: The rest of the world cannot understand Midorima, and Takao wonders why communication still happens naturally between the two.
The continuation of No Joke, Treasuring You, can now be read by clicking the link. You can also find this story on my AO3.
(For more information regarding the story, please take a look at the notes at the end of the fic.)
とある冬の日のひよこ🐣
Kaijou v.s. Touou Match
Don’t Look Back In Anger [KiKasa]
happy 4/7
At fifteen, Kasamatsu was lanky,awkward, and way more angry at the world than he should. Honestly, he was doing well at school, played basketball, and successfully kept his younger brothers
from becoming arsonists, but he was a teenager, and he was angry. Because he had zits, because he couldn’t talk to girls,
because his band was never going to be famous, or even leave Moriyama’s garage,
for that matter. Hell, because his cereal turned too saggy one day while he
jerked off three times during one
shower – just because he was a teenager.Mostly because he was two hundred
percent gay, though, and beginning to think he would die a virgin, since the
only guy whose gaydar seemed to be working, and steering him in Yukio’s general
direction was a thirteen-year-old with perfect skin, and the tendency to
embarrass him in public, by using the same cheap tricks on him as he did on all
the older girls that found him and his dubious seduction techniques so cute.“Senpai, you look tired,” drawled
Kise, flashing a dazzling grin that even Kasamatsu recognized as a force to be
reckoned with.He only rolled his eyes, too
exhausted after the basketball practice to even scold that brat for basically
stalking him after school, and tried to bypass Kise, who promptly followed.“Probably because you’ve been
running through my mind all day,” he added flirtatiously, batting his
ridiculous eyelashes.
Graduation [KiKasa]
Kasamatsu thinks this is what dying feels like – you can’t breathe and can feel your brain collapsing on itself, the desperate rush of blood the only sound you can hear. His face feels hot, his palms are wet, and Kise is looking at him patiently and respectfully like Yukio doesn’t look like he’s choking on his own tongue at all.
He tries to calm down by reminding myself that this is it – the graduation, the last stop; they won’t see each other ever again, probably, not if Kasamatsu can help it, he’s going far away enough anyway. Kise rocks on the balls of his feet awkwardly, still aggravatingly patient, and Kasamatsu grits his teeth.
He fists his palm and presses it against Kise’s chest, a little bit more violently than he intended, making Kise stagger back slightly and frown in confusion. Yukio uncurls his fingers slowly and presses his hand flat against Kise’s heart, still unable not looking at him.
He lets go then and turns around to leave, hears a gasp escape Kise’s lips but he keeps going, he won’t turn back, he can’t face him. That’s the one challenge Kasamatsu Yukio has to back down from and he deserves the privilege of running away, he’s worked hard enough to earn it. He’s not a coward.
“You’re a coward, senpai!” Kise shouts, and Yukio falters in his steps.
fave knb characters ; kasamatsu yukio
KNB+ Text Posts
Characters: Kise, Kasamatsu
Translation and Typesetting by iliata
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Happy KiKasa Day o/
just moving along like everyone else 