ta! ji! ma! 

   [五]"How can I tell Hanai~?' Oh, he acted so curious though he was pretty sure he already knew... He liked to milk this explanation anyway and more specifically, make Hanai blush. "You could be binding them down." He takes another peak, tickles at the other a little more until his wrists are grabbed and somewhat wrenched away. And even then... he finds a way. Tajima pushes forward, laughing as he hears the sound bubble out from the other and digs his fingers in a little more. "Mercy? We're not playing that game Hanai!" There's a mischievous grin on his lips now, getting to his knees and taking hold of either of the out-fielder's sides, hand having slipped behind him in order to reach it better. Of course... he's tickling there too. The smaller boy is practically pressed to Hanai's back, smiling and laughing behind him as he drew out more giggles and snorts. He was definitely ticklish. Something useful/new he'd learned today.

   ( && cheeto thief )

————————-◤ ❝ just because you walk around naked                                      doesn’t mean i do ❞ 

                  hanai only did that when no one was                   home & had no risk being walking in                   on. even then, it was usually just walk-                   ing around in his boxers uncaring. 

                  feeling his shirt being tugged from his                   skin, getting flustered with tajimas                   small action. 

                                          ❝ dude if i had boobs i think you could tell ❞ 

                  the words weren’t supposed to come                   out just like that but they did. groaning                   to himself once they left his mouth.                   trying to push tajimas fingers off of his                   skin, the sensation making a laugh build                   in his throat. 

                            ( he was not going to let tajima have the satisfaction                   of tickling him ) 

                  his own fingers curling around tajimas                   small wrists, wiggling out of his hold.                   how can someone be so tiny and strong?                   it was no use, the clean ups fingers                   were already upon the sensitive skin.                   the laugh building up in hanai’s throat                   escaping between his lips. 

                                              ❝ stop — stop mercy ❞ 

                  chocking out between laughs, still                   squirming from the other.                             ( pay back time. )

    [五]"Ah... yeah. They really are." Because he simply couldn't bring himself to say "she" now could he? The person he was thinking of, after all... was standing right before him, with thoughts far different than his own.

But he wasn't one to give up so easy.

Maybe Hanai didn't like him that way, but... there was something there, he could feel it. Even if it was just a really great friendship... it was something not to be let go. Hanai was too precious to him for that.

Eventually he swallows down the feelings wanting to make themselves known here, hides what he's truly feeling, and faces the other boy again. He even smiles for him. "A-anyway- sorry for the mushy stuff Hanai! What were you planning to do today?" Although he doesn't think being around his friend right then would help his current problem, he can't help but ask. Because he does want to be near him.

"I'm pretty free if you wanted to do something?" The "happy" expression is still there, though his eyes are shifting away, focusing on the ground just to the left of them. Somehow... it was hard looking at Hanai now. He seemed troubled, and Tajima is a tad worried in understanding why.

Maybe... it would've been best to not mention things after all.

    ( && tightened chest )

————————-◤ ❝ ya — school and baseball ❞ 

                unsure to what to say, what do you                 say in a situation like this. in a situ-                 ation    where   you   feel   like  your                 stomach is curling & tugging. making             uneasy feelings.   tajima  looking                 away, not having that usual cheer.                 something was up. having concerns                 that he said something wrong. 

                wanting to say something, to bring that                 annoying cheer up. not realizing how                 dull the air felt without it. uncomfortable.                 that’s what everything got. 

                         ( did the growing affection between mean                 more than hanai thought? ) 

                their relationship has gotten close, small                 touches, the small space between their                 personal comfortable. even finding them-                 selves waking in each others arms. 

                                             ❝ i hope you get them, she’s probably great ❞ 

                & his voice weighing down, as if a ton of                 bricks pulling them. almost breaking under                 the weight. she. stinging himself with his                 owns words.                            ———did he want tajima to like him?

    [五]Tajima was all smiles, excitement shining through his features; smile especially bright. Leave it to Mizutani to understand just what a sweet deal this really was! "I know I could never turn down the offer haha! Food and porn is my kinda night!" He gives a grin, nodding as the other explains having to contact his parents. Of course~ Though he's sure some details are left out. Tajima keeps himself busy, people watching, spinning, plucking at nearby plants, and once he spots the redhead headed back, he runs to meet him. "All set? Come on! There's some pretty hot pages in these! I had to put it away this morning," he admits, face hardly shameful as he all but speaks of his... problems. At least he prevented a boner from happening before heading to school.

( &&. tajima! )

" oh, nice! I’m in! “

       he glanced around quickly to make sure no-one wasn’t about to hit him upside the head,                                                                                   before letting out a laugh.

                     ” food bonus, huh? heh, just lemme tell my folks, though, or they’ll probably freak~ “

[五]That answer Hanai gave him, Tajima quickly realizes that above all else, it hurt. Yeah... he was a little relieved, knowing his competition wasn't as great as he might had feared, but... as things stood; he wasn't even a competitor in this at all. Hanai held nothing but platonic feelings for him. Apparently... their recent relationship development hadn't affected him quite the same. He'd been imagining things after all. Tajima tries not to show his current thoughts, looking away, brow furrowing somewhat because he simply can't help himself. But it could be worse. "Oh... well. I guess they're out there somewhere, right Hanai? I mean... its best you don't deal with it now. Focusing on school and baseball is most important." He only wished he could do the same. Its not quite so simple to forget it all though, is it? Suddenly he feels a little awkward, chest almost constricting, stomach clenching much the same. His eyes were stinging some, now that he thought about it. But he couldn't do that here.

    ( && tightened chest )

————————-◤ ❝ no i haven’t ❞ 

              & it’s not like he should be. there is                 no one he likes, more than a friend at                 least. the things tajima is describing,                 thinking about them, enjoying spending                 time with them. no one fit that. 

                        ( then why —— did his chest feel tight? )

                he wasn’t mad but frustrated. he did care                 but he was annoyed. did he feel second                 best? to tajima? that he was already                 experiencing love before him?  

                                     ❝ not really ❞ 

                 voice coming out almost embarrassed.                  frustrated. he just wasn’t happy right                  now. tajima probably gets confessions                  all the time, he’s a good baseball player                   & people enjoy his personality. attractive                  too. ——————————damn it.

[五]"Alright! I picked up the latest issues yesterday!" 

Mizutani could probably guess what those were... "Ya wanna come over? My mom will make us something good!"

         ” hmm .. yeah, I think I’m free today! “                     more like every day.                           ” Ya got somethin’ in mind? “

[五]"Wellll you asked what signs. Have you... been feeling anything lately, Hanai?" He peers up to his captain, curious though... he's not sure how he should take it either. Hanai was a really attractive guy. He was tall, built, smart... Everything a girl wanted in a guy right? Right... The thought leaves a bitter taste in his mouth. Basically everything he wasn't. Most girls... saw him as a kid brother (likely thanks to his height and personality). So was that... what Hanai thought? His lips purse, eyes casting away. That was the last thing he wanted the other to see him as. "I mean... you must get a lot of confessions, huh?" Its practically a grumble leaving his mouth, stomach twisting up a bit. He really didn't want to imagine something like that.

    ( &&. annoying )

————————-◤ ❝ too much information ❞ 

                there is a line of what to say, tajima                 always found a way to step over that                 line. 

                        ( ———frustration )                 flickered within him, was that even the                 correct feeling? hanai was annoyed? &                 stomach curling uncomfortably at the                 others words. tajima truly had feelings                 for someone else. why did he even care?                 as a captain? perhaps. 

                                     ❝ i hope it works out for you. ❞ 

                voice raising into a reassuring once, a                 voice that aired that his teammate can                 do anything. well tajima can. a smile                 pulling onto his lips.

[五]"Its not like I have Momoe boobs Hanai!" Now if that were the case... maybe he could understand where he was coming from. Maybe. But he was just another guy without a shirt! Hanai acted like that was so strange. And it definitely wasn't. He can't help laughing as the other attempts shoving him off, clinging to the fielder's legs until his movements become a tad more insistent. He could take a hint... He grumbles and slides himself back a little, making it so he was laying a little less on Hanai and more on the couch. The other seemed satisfied with this, especially since Tajima dropped the cheetos along the way.

Crap. The freckled boy glances up, hand tugging at the aforementioned shirt as he gives a little shrug. "Because you're still dressed. I walk around naked all the time at my house." Though he didn't necessarily get away with it then either... Not when his sisters were home at least. "Do you have something to hide under there, Hanai?" A grin as he pulls at the clothing a bit, attempting to peak beneath it. "Do you have Momoe boobs I don't know about?" And then... he's grabbing at Hanai's side, fingers working to tickle him there. Was he ticklish? Well... he was attempting to get a reaction out of him anyway.

    ( &&. cheeto thief )

————————-◤ ❝ doesn’t mean i want to see it ❞ 

                 damn tajima — does he know no bounds.                  attempting to kick the smaller male out                  of his lap, pushing him off & uncaring if                  tajima ends up on the floor. first the stolen                  cheetos and now this. 

                 stealing the bag back. grabbing a couple                  orange snacks from the bag and munching                  on them. not making eye contact with the                  other. 

                                     ❝ how is sweats and a tee dressed up? ❞ 

                        ( hanai will never figure out tajima. ever. )

[五] "Pretty much! Heart doing weird stuff, butterflies... Thinking about them." He looks up, face curious as he goes about recalling other loving details. Oh right! "Wet dreams. Boners." Yeah. That covered a good part of that much at least.

"Plus. i really like spending time with them." 

    ( &&. annoying )

————————-◤ ❝ all the usual signs? ❞ 

                 what the hell did that even mean,                  how can you tell when you’re in                  love? did tajima just read this stuff                  off of the internet?

[五]"Why? Its just us again~ Still nothing you haven't seen Hanai! "He could be such a funny guy sometimes honestly. Its not like he didn't walk around without a shirt! Or... lay on his friends laps without one? Hmm... Tajima just wiggles himself some, eyes going back to the television and basically ignoring the demand. A couple of cheetos are taken, happily munching on them in his success and patting at the other's legs. "You don't have to be all dressed up either Hanai. No girls!" At least not at the moment.

    ( && cheeto thief )

————————-◤ ❝ hey — keep your clothes on !! ❞ 

                damn it tajima, why did he have to be                 like that. tainting the cheetos and now                 taking his clothing off. why wouldnt he                 just sit still.   cheeks   bursting   a pink,                 flushing out from embarrassment even                 if they were the only ones in the house. 

                       ( thankfully his mother took the brats out )

[五] "I think so! He's just a little late." A couple months or so... Typical right? "But if he ever decides to drop by he'll know the way!"

battingxcleanup:

                            ❝ h-haruna is…going to…your house…? ❞

nishiuraxcaptain:

   Fluff & Romance Starters

————————-◤ ❝ like in love in love                                      or ——— you found new porn in love? ❞

 [五]"Mmm... I'm pretty sure I'm in love in love. I have all the usual signs." According to his sisters at least.

[五]"Oh yeah? I'm still waiting for him to come over! I put the torches out for him?

battingxcleanup:

                   ❝ y-y-yeah! h-he’s a really nice guy!  ❞

[五]"Yeah! Way to go Mihashi!" Somehow he had that guy's number?

                          ❝ heehee, haruna knows my name….~ ❞

 [五]Tajima doesn't move, doesn't relent until there is a change in Hanai's decision... and eventually, it pays off.

"Thanks Hanai!" He grins, taking the shirt he's wearing (and instead of just slipping the bag of cheetos from inside it) decides to do away with the clothing all together. Because... why not? He moves up a little, holding the bag over his head so Hanai could take some again.

    ( && cheeto thief )

————————-◤ ❝ dude what the hell —!!  ❞ 

                a surprised tone affecting his words                 at the other upon his lap. throwing a                 frustrated look at the smaller male,                 damn he stole a couple cheetos. 

                couldn’t he sit still for one movie?                 hanai wasn’t going to grab his cheetos                 back, not that they were now tainted by                 tajima. 

                                     ❝ fine fine, i’ll share my cheetos. just don’t eat them all. ❞

[五]"Hmph. You're so mean Hanai." He looks back to the TV, though... crimson hues continue going to the other boy, the cheetos, his chewing.

Time to take action.

Before Hanai can bat an eye, Tajima dives at him, sprawled over the cushions and the older boy's lap, cheetos successfully stolen and hidden beneath his stomach. And now. Inside of his shirt.

    ( && annoying )

————————-◤ ❝ no way!! ❞ 

                        ( protective over the cheetos, those don’t                         get shared ) 

                pulling the bag to the other side of him.