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#9. When it Storms, it Rains. Downpour!
Wednesday, January 27, 2010

I figured what sort of a fangirl would I be if I didn't have life-scarring pieces of 8059 (Yama/Goku, KHR) fanthingums on my blog? *Plus, I'm distracting myself from hyperventilating over the thought of being alone in my new school while everyone else bonds with each other and the next time we meet, it'd be like I'm in a thicker plastic bubble than before*

So let the spammage of fanfiction begin! (Well, just two quotes really.)

Why I love 8059:
(This is Where by rodickparker)

1. In some messed up way Gokudera always knew it would happen, but still, it’s kind of surprising when their lips meet; Yamamoto’s fingers curve around Gokudera’s jaw, and Gokudera’s fist on Yamamoto’s shirt, tugging none too soft. The kiss lasts for almost twenty-seconds, with tongue and all.

“Heyyy that was very umm yeah wow—” Yamamoto grins, scratching the back of his head after he pulls away. Gokudera lights a cigarette for lack of things to say. This is where they find themselves feeling awkward.

And then Yamamoto opens his mouth then closes it and then begins again, “Can we do that one more time?”

Gokudera rolls his eyes and kicks Yamamoto’s legs under the table and everything goes back to normal.

2. But then this is where Yamamoto comes, holding Gokudera by the hips, breathing too hard on Gokudera’s neck and Gokudera could practically feel Yamamoto’s dopey smile on his skin and all he can say is, “Fuck you, Yamamoto.”

And this is where Yamamoto says, “Yes.”


Hah, and it wasn't even smut.

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