hi i noticed that i sometimes have ideas and headcanons (a ton of them) for these two but even if i want to write them out in fic form it never works out so i thought hey why not just drabble them and make a compil? yeah
the drabbles may range from fluff to something more hilarious to heartbreak and somesuch other categories. you may never know!
also, blueberries and chocolate is my ship name for these two hahaha
this is the first one and its something inspired by my favorite kyoutaku fanart (over at my tumblog; spookyazemaru, post/22645920914/fyeahinazumaeleven-hakko) u v u
Today, Shindou Takuto had texted you out of nowhere that he wanted to hang out by the riverbank. You found that kind of odd at first, but here you are anyway, having agreed to it.
The two of you have just been chatting leisurely without arguing for once, something that happened rather frequently even when you did get along pretty well. And now you're just sprawled on the grass and looking up at the sky, watching the clouds go by lazily. A comfortable silence stretched on, but Shindou is the first one to break it, "Hey, don't you think that cloud looks a bit like the bass clef?"
"The what now?" You raise your eyebrow at whatever cloud Shindou is pointing at right now. The other rolls his eyes – which you actually didn't see him do, but you can guess, what's with the slight mockery and amusement you detect in what he says, "Let's put it this way: 'the small flipped C followed by two dots that's normally seen on music sheets'. Basic knowledge, Tsurugi."
"Oh, so that's what it's called." You snort. "Maybe it's basic knowledge for you, sir piano prodigy."
Shindou just laughs, and you silently and very, very inwardly note that you really do like the sound of his laughter. You both take turns pointing out the clouds' peculiar shapes, and promptly comment on them, and you get a good kick out of it. One cloud in particular reminded you of Fudou Akio's ridiculous hairstyle from when he was your age, and when you say it out loud Shindou practically chokes before erupting into a fit of suppressed snickers.
After a while Shindou becomes silent, and stays silent for a few seconds too long, and you turn your head towards him and he's already looking at you with thissomething in his eyes that you can't really put your fingers on. Then he smiles at you, and it's small but genuine and you forgive yourself for blushing. Just a bit. You didn't notice his hand trailing off until it found itself on top of yours. Your first reflex was to stop breathing for a moment, but you don't pull your hand away. Not at all. Shindou's still looking at you, although he isn't smiling anymore and it almost looks like he's waiting for some answer. Waiting? Waiting for what –
Oh.
Suddenly you feel kind of stupid.
"Shindou…" Is all you manage to say. That's not an answer, though, so your body does the wiser thing for you and you find yourself slowly getting closer to the other. You sit up and promptly lean down, slowly inching closer to his face and you feel your cheeks burning up quite rapidly. Shindou closes his eyes, just waiting patiently, expectantly. You absentmindedly get the hand that isn't leaning against the grass for support out to trace over Shindou's lips with its fingers, and then you completely close the gap between you both. The kiss is gentle, tender, and lasted for no more than several heartbeats. You pull away and Shindou opens his eyes shortly after, and he's smiling at you again. "So I guess this seals everything?"
"'So I guess', yeah." You smile back, and it isn't an arrogant smirk for once.
"I love you."
"Damn straight you do."
Then Shindou laughs again, and you can't help but join in.