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[Fic] Hey, you wanna come over?

Title: Hey, you wanna come over?
Author: night_child80
Pairing: Miura Haruma, Takaki Yuya
Rating: PG
Disclaimers: Don't own them or Gokusen.
Summary: Miura invites Takaki over for dinner
Notes: As promised to ivoryfox, another Ren X Yamato fanfic. Well, actually more the actors themselves. Kindly forgive any mistakes: grammatical or otherwise. (^_^;)

Hey, you wanna come over?

"Otsukare sama deshita." Miura bowed to the last camera crew personnel before stepping out under the warming spring night sky. He blinked a little, adjusting his eyes from the bright studio lights to the darkness and reached over his head to stretch upwards, heaving a satisfied sigh at completing another day of filming on the Gokusen 3 set.


Miura looked over his shoulder to see Takaki strolling out from the set towards him.

"Yo. Otsukare." Miura answered, nodding rather than bowing to the slightly older boy. They were technically both the leads and almost the same age. Just because Takaki had been with an idol company (yeah yeah yeah, Johnny's Jimusho, he mentally rolled his eyes) since he was 14, didn't make him a sempai or anything like that. If anything, Miura thought of him as a peer. Well, a little more than that, but...

"You headed home?"

"Yeah, my mum's been nagging at me to try to come home earlier.", Miura offered a lop-sided smile as he threw his bag over his shoulder, balancing the strap against the hook of 3 fingers.


Takaki chuckled at the other boy's openness and down-to-earth nature. His own parents had long ago accepted that coming home late was part and parcel of being a Johnny. He barely saw them on a daily basis since he debuted as a member of H!S!J. Not that he minded the long hours, since it was always fun and there was always something new to learn. There was never a dull moment, especially on the set of Gokusen. He still couldn't believe he managed to snag a role in a drama series both his most admired sempais had been in and only hoped he did as good a job as they did.

Still at the mention of home, Takaki felt a little knot in his stomach. He envied the other lead for his somewhat more normal home life.

"Hey, you wanna come over?"

Takaki snapped from his thoughts and scrambled to figure out if his ears were deceiving him. "Huh??"

Ren rolled his eyes and grinned. "I'm asking if you wanna come over and have dinner. My mum's a pretty decent cook and she always makes a little too much, so there'll be plenty if you care to come over."

Takaki blinked in disbelief and weighed his options. He did have a H!S!J dance practice for their upcoming performance on Shounen Club, but that wasn't for another couple of hours. And he was hungry...

"Sure!" he answered, surprised the answer would come so easily.

"Great! Come on!" Miura threw his other arm over Takaki's shoulder and pulled him closer, herding him towards the train station.


"Itadakimas!" Both boys chorused, before digging into the hamburger meal Miura's mother had set before them.

Takaki quickly cut a piece and chewed it, savouring the burst of flavours.

"Umai!", he cried before shoving another piece into his mouth. Followed by a mouthful of rice. Miura wrinkled his nose at his co-lead's table manners and carefully proceeded with his own meal. Miura's mother smiled from the kitchen and wiped her hands on a towel.

"It is just simple home cooking. If you like it, please help yourself to more. Miura-chan, when you're finished, just leave the dishes in the sink. I will wash them up when I get back from the neighborhood meeting."

"Hai! Itterasshai." Miura answered as he watched his mother leave. He listened for the closing of the front door, before letting out a tired sigh and turned back to his dinner.

"What are you sighing for?"

Miura had almost forgotten about his guest. Well, not completely. He didn't think Takaki would've taken him up on his offer to a homecooked dinner. He thought the up-and-coming idol would have politely declined and gone off to Shibuya or some swanky popular joint with his friends instead. That he accepted and they were now here, having dinner together -ALONE- made him feel all tingly inside. And it made him hungry - for something else.

"You like it?" Miura asked, hoping to change the topic.

"Mmmm, your mum is a good cook. Better than mine." The other boy grinned, slurping loudly on the bowl of miso soup.

Damn, he can be eating like a pig and he still looks so cute, Miura observed grudgingly. He toyed with a piece of hamburger with his chopsticks, watching Takaki wolf down the hamburger, salad, rice and miso soup.


Takaki finally realised Miura had barely eaten a thing, whereas he had almost finished. He slowly sat up in his seat and wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. He eyed the piece of hamburger the other was playing with and motioned with his chin.

"You're not hungry?", he asked.

"Not really. You want it?"

Takaki looked hungrily at the barely-touched meal in front of Miura, but before he could politely decline, the other boy had stabbed the piece he had been playing with and got up from his seat to lean across the table, his other hand pressed against the tabletop as a balance.

"Here," he said with a grin. "Say aaaaaaaahh ~"

Takaki gulped. The food was being held right under his nose, but it was how close Miura was that was unnerving him. While both actors had many scenes together, they rarely stayed in close company off-camera. It wasn't that they disliked each other, but there seemed some kind of tension between the two whenever they were together. Thus they had limited their interaction to polite work conversations and rehearsals. Now this private physical proximity was making his heart race and his palms seemed to be getting damp.

Miura leaned in closer and said, barely above a whisper. "I promise it's not poisoned."

He could almost feel Miura's body heat ebbing towards him in waves and the other boy's intense eyes seemed to be looking deep into his own. He reluctantly -and ever so slowly- opened his mouth and leaned forward to close his lips over the offered food and chopsticks.


Miura would have whooped in triumph, if he hadn't been completely absorbed by Takaki's soft lips on his chopsticks. HIS chopsticks. He tried his best to steady his breathing as he watched those lips slowly slide down the lacquered bamboo to withdraw its hamburger reward.


How could those lips be so hypnotic?! He imagined gently tracing them with his thumb, grazing the soft skin...pulling the lower lip slightly to catch the briefest glimpse of his canines, as if he were snarling dangerously...


Takaki stopped short with the tip of the chopsticks resting on his lower lip and looked up at Miura without lifting his head. What the hell was that idiot staring at?



Miura jolted from his mental wanderings and silently cursed himself for staring.

But he couldn't help it. It was all Takaki's fault. Why did he have to laugh at his retarded jokes? Or slip so easily into his dangerously cool on-screen character from his normally cheerful (dare he say it - childish) self, both of which were irresistably cute?

It was definitely all Takaki's fault.

Right, breathe. Just breathe.

"I... nothing." Miura sighed, slumping back into his chair in defeat. He was such chickenshit. Weeks together filming Gokusen, sharing conbini lunches almost everyday (admittedly with the rest of the guys as well), cracking little jokes in between takes... and he didn't have the guts to... admit these feelings.

"Here," he said, as he pushed his plate across the table towards Takaki. "You finish it."

Takaki smiled, before making quick work of the other boy's dinner. "Thanks!"


Miura had taken Takaki on the quick tour of the home, including his room. He'll have to remember to thank his mum for cleaning it earlier. One less embarassment to mark against his already chickenshit name.

"Thanks for the tour and dinner, but I should be going. It's getting late and I need to get to the dance studio." Takaki said cheerfully, as he picked up his bag from the living room couch.

"Oh, okay. Thanks for coming." Miura replied, a little disappointed. He walked them to the front door and watched the other boy slip out of the house slippers and into his own shoes, as he undid the latch and held the door open.

"Ki o tsukete."

"Mm." Takaki nodded. "Thanks for dinner and thank your mother for me."

The two boys paused and looked at each other, as Takaki tried to squeeze past Miura in the doorway. With the other so close, there was little more Miura could do but hold his breath. So close... damnit!

Before he could blink, he realised Takaki had leaned forward and planted the briefest of kisses on his lips.

"Ja mata!"

Miura stared after the running boy, long after he had turned the corner and disappeared towards the train station. Did that just happen? He sucked in his lower lip and tasted the slight moisture. It was brief, but he could still smell the scent and taste a hint of watermelon chapstick.

Watermelon, hey... he thought with a smile. That will be something to tease Takaki with at work tomorrow.

... in private, of course.

Will be x-posted on jent_fanfics.
Tags: fanfic, je, television

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