AN: im on a roll, lol. its not going to last
Sanae fan- hey, sometimes boys have problems with them girlfriends too. and they're teenagers in modern society, they were just asking to be written to be in a group chat. but seriously tho. it probs go down like that if ever it happens. thanks fore reading!
yeah i don't own captain tsubasa
Omake 5: 3rd Year, May 19
He wasn't one for big displays of affection, really, and he was sure that Yayoi knew that. And he was even more sure that Yayoi didn't mind. In the three years they've been together, everyone knew they were a couple, maybe even before they decided to become official. Six years of staying side by side, everyone knew that Yayoi was his just as much as he was hers.
Well, almost everyone.
He propped his elbow on his table and put his chin on his hand, narrowing his eyes at the audacious guy who was calmly talking to his girlfriend in such a casual and flirty manner. And knowing Yayoi, she didn't even notice that he was making a move on her. Giggling at his probably unfunny jokes, chatting with him so easily, giving him smiles that was meant only for him.
It was irritating.
Not at Yayoi, but definitely at this boy who thought he stood a chance with her at all.
It's not even the first time he tried it. He remembered this twat grabbing her by the wrist on the first day of class and asking if she was Yayoi Aoba (his Yayoi Aoba) with a hopeful look on her face, and when his girlfriend gave her confused confirmation, Jun felt a sudden surge of annoyance in him when he saw the big grin on that blossomed on this fly's face. He just couldn't continue his conversation with Yayoi when Jun tugged on her hand to pull her with him to get to class.
Turned out it didn't matter because he just had to be in the same class as them. And the rest was history.
He did managed to intervene whenever they had conversations, but he couldn't keep doing that because one) Yayoi had the choice to talk to whomever she wanted; he had no right to stop that, and two) it just didn't fit his image of becoming the jealous boyfriend like how Tsubasa or Hyuuga-kun, or more recently, Wakabayasahi-kun could be.
He pursed his lips in a thin line as Yayoi giggled once more at the boy's humorless jokes. How did she even find those funny? It only took him one time to hear them and he already knew that he was the farthest from being a comedian.
"I still can't believe that you're the jealous type," he turned away from Yayoi's direction to look beside him, seeing Minoru, one of his former teammates and good friend, with an amused smirk on his face.
"I am not jealous," he denied with a scowl, turning back to Yayoi and felt his blood boil as this pretentious smughole dared to touch his Yayoi.
"Seriously if you hate her talking to him that much, just go," Shinji advised, another good friend and former teammate. It's a shame that he chose not to do soccer his high school in order to focus on building his stamina to join the National Youth Team. "Mark your territory. Tell him she's not available. And tell him to stop talking to her too."
"That won't work," Minoru shook his head.
Why not?
"Didn't you hear, they've known each other since they were kids," he continued, swinging his legs back and forth from where he sat on the table behind Jun.
Well he's known Yayoi since childhood too. They all did.
"Like before she even met us," Minoru clarified. "He said he even knew Tsubasa too. Don't know about if Tsubasa knew him"
Knowing their National Captain, Jun doubted it.
"No, you're right," Shinji said, a hand under his chin. "I think I remember Yayoi-chan confirming that one time when it was brought up how they knew each other. She said all three of them used to be great friends."
Damn.
"You've got a tough rival there, Jun," Minoru looked down on him, an entertained smile on his lips.
Hmph. He wouldn't call a small fry like him as a rival.
"You know, now that I think of it," Shinji began, leaning his chin on his arms that rested on the back of the chair in front of Jun's desk. "He should be the first guy that could actually compete with you for Yayoi-chan."
What competition? There wasn't any competition,
"You're right," Minoru agreed as he leaned on the wall. "Everyone that had a crush on her just didn't go with it because they she was unavailable because of you."
Wait, what?
"There were guys who had a crush on Yayoi?" Jun blurted out dumbly, raising his head from his hand.
"Why do you sound so surprised?" Minoru asked with a raised eyebrow. "Of course guys would have crushes on your girlfriend. In case you didn't notice, she's one of the prettiest girls in the school."
Clenching his jaw, Jun turned back to where Yayoi was, still giving that boy a smile as she sat there listening quietly to another one of his absurd stories, flailing arms included.
Minoru didn't have to remind him how beautiful his girlfriend looked. He wasn't blind. He knew how gorgeous Yayoi was, especially when the sun hits her auburn at the right angle just like right now that he could feel his heart beat hard against his chest. Yayoi was beautiful, and he will never deny that.
But that wasn't why he was with Yayoi. There was more to Yayoi than her beauty, and honestly that's what made him decide that he wanted to be in relationship with him.
Yayoi was kind, ever since he met her. And even though she did made a blunder on telling Tsubasa his illness, he knew she did it in the goodness of her heart (he still was guilty for slapping her for that, even if she assured him that she forgave him about that a long time ago. He was still trying to make up to it in his own way discreetly). And not just to him too. She was always willing to help a hand. He couldn't even count the times that she would always volunteer herself to help. Although sometimes, it did kind of annoy him because she had to cancel on some of their dates because she had to help out at the local orphanage. But he wouldn't change it for the world.
But most of all, she never left his side. When she found out about his condition, she stayed. She never deserted him, always standing right beside him in all his checkups, his time in rehab, his good moments and the bad, when he was almost gave up. She was always there, offering him her unending support and love.
And when he found out that his heart was finally better, finally free from what held him back, he didn't hold himself back from the one thing that was sure for him.
He was in love with her. He loves her. There was no denying it, and he would rather die than have anyone take the only person who lit his world.
"You know, maybe Yayoi-chan's feels like she's not getting enough attention. Feel like she's a normal girl for once." Shinji said without any malice.
As Jun turned back to face Yayoi, who's eyes seemed to has glossed over, lost in thought while letting that guy continue to rattle on, there was only one thing in Jun's mind.
It looks like he needed to change that.
"Do you have anything to do today?" he asked her as he leaned against the lockers, waiting for her to changed into her outdoor shoes.
"I don't think so," she answered with knitted eyebrows as she slipped out of her uwabaki. "At least, I don't remember I have to do anything. Mama doesn't have any errands for me, and since we just began the year, we don't really have that much homework. Why?"
"I was thinking about going to the new cafe that you wanted to go," he casually tried to bring up. He knew that she's been dying to go there since everyone (and their significant others) have been there and from what she's been hearing, it was good. She just didn't bring it up because she knew how he hated anything that's "coupl-y".
She turned to him in surprise, stopping in the middle of putting on her shoes.
"Are you sure?" she asked. "I mean, I know it's exactly what you like to go to. I'm fine if you want to go somewhere else. We don't even have to-"
"I want to go there Yayoi," he interrupted her, pushing away from the lockers. "I want to go with you."
She stared at him with wide eyes, processing what he just said, before she suddenly looked down, a splash of pink on her cheeks. Jun wanted to trap her against the lockers and kiss her senseless.
"Oh," she mumbled softly, pushing a strand of her hair behind her ear as she tried to look anywhere from him while cheeks burned. "Okay."
Jun couldn't help but smile as he replaced her hand in pushing her hair away from her face before putting it under her chin and directed her to turn to him.
And when her big amber eyes met his chestnut ones, he decided that him hating public displays of affection was stupid and that was such an idiotic thing to hate anyway. So he began to lean in, intent on capturing those soft pink lips with his.
"Yayoi-chan!"
He immediately opened his eyes and narrowed them, feeling irritated once more. God did he always have to ruin everything?
"Mizuki-kun," Yayoi greeted him, peering over his shoulder. "Hello. Do you need me for something?"
The boy, Mizuki, only laughed sheepishly as he looked down and scratched the back of his head. "Well," he smiled. " I was wondering if, you know, I can walk you home today?"
Okay that was it.
Before Yayoi could say anything, Jun already spoke.
"Sorry, Mizuki, was it?" he asked as he looked over his shoulder with a lazy gaze. "Yayoi and I are already leaving." Then he felt his lips tug into a smirk. "We're going on a date."
He let himself savor the feeling of victory as he looked at his dropped jaw, before he turned around to wrap his arm around Yayoi and left.
"Wait, you already have a boyfriend?"
Jun rolled his eyes and only proceeded to guide his still unbelieving girlfriend out of the school.
There was something bothering him with Yayoi's smile. Well, bothering was kind of a wrong word. It's just a little bit weird. Because whenever he looked at it, he could feel his heart race, and his hands become clammy, and his breath getting laboured, and all of the sudden he thought that his illness might have came back.
But that wasn't it. He didn't feel his stomach turn into butterflies when he was going to have an attack. It wasn't his illness, he was sure.
"Why are you smiling like that?" he asked a little snappily. As if used to it Yayoi, only hummed and put her hands behind her back.
"Nothing," she answered casually, the smile still on her face. "I'm just really happy."
Seeing his confused expression, Yayoi giggled and continued, "It's just- I think that might have been the first time I heard you talk to a guy like that. Like you were jealous."
He's always jealous. "I wasn't jealous." He looked away from her.
Yayoi, knowing the true nature of her boyfriend, only giggled and laced her fingers with his, standing on her toes to give his slightly pink cheek a small peck.
"I love you," she whispered to him, tightening her hold on his hand. "Forever and always."
Jun looked to her with wide eyes, caught off guard by her confident statement. And before he could even think of what he was doing, his free hand cupped her face and his lips finally met hers for a kiss.
Yayoi seemed to have been unprepared for his sudden move, standing still for a couple of minutes, but as soon as she figured out what was going on, she didn't waste anytime in returning the kiss back.
But just as he was about to deepen his kiss, they suddenly felt something drop on their heads and suddenly a torrent of rain poured on them.
Yayoi separated from him with a gasp, and he wasted no time in grabbing her hand to run to look for some shelter. They ran for a while until they managed to find a closed store and quickly went to stand under its roof.
"I thought it wasn't supposed to rain today," she said, dismayed as she let her hand out of the shelter. "And it looks like it wasn't stopping any time soon."
"Sometimes, meteorologists can be wrong too," he said as he pulled her to come under the covers more. She was going to get sick at this point.
Yayoi released a small disappointed sigh and leaned on the wall beside him. "And I was looking forward to the cafe too. With the way it's pouring, I doubt we can even go, especially without any umbrellas."
Jun felt a small tug in his chest as he watched as her eyes looked down to her feet, a small frown on her lips. He looking forward to it too. He missed spending time with her, and this could have been his chance to just be with her. But she was right, they wouldn't be about to go in this weather.
"I'll bring you next time," he said, pushing a strand of her wet hair away from her face, cupping his face once more and running his thumb on her cheek. Yayoi turned to him with a curious glance, before she looked down and smiled shyly.
"Okay," she whispered softly.
Jun felt himself smile and took his hand away from her face and laced their hands together, loving the way they just fit perfectly.
"Come on," he said, tugging on her hand lightly. "My house isn't far. We can just go there today and hang out. We'll wait for the rain to pass before I bring you home."
Yayoi gave him a nod, and soon both of them found themselves under the rain once more, running until they reached his home just a few blocks away.
He quickly opened the gate and let themselves in, staying under the covered patio of the main door. He unlocked the door and ushered her in, him following soon after.
Jun took off his shoes and grabbed them some towels from the downstairs bathroom, not wanting for them to keep dripping on the floor and getting themselves sick. Yayoi accepted the towel gratefully and Jun led the two of them in his room. It was better for them to do as less of a damage as possible.
"Looks like it's not letting up," he remarked as he gazed out of his window.
"And it's really pouring hard too," she agreed, moving to stand beside him.
"Here," he began, mindlessly turning to face her. "I'll-" he couldn't continue his sentence when he suddenly found his voice stuck in his throat. Her uniform, white uniform, was drenched, too drenched. He could see the curve of her chest, clearly distinct from the cups of her bra.
Pink looked good on her.
"Hmm?" he suddenly heard her hum. Turning away, he coughed and continued his sentence,
"I'll- I'll lend you some clothes," he said. He pushed away from the window to head to his drawers. He missed the way she looked at him confusedly, until she looked down to her clothes and immediately reddened, hugging her arms across her chest. Jun forced himself to forget the image by rummaging through his clothes, looking for something that would fit her. In the meantime, he got some dry ones for him too.
"Here," he said as he offered her a pair of boxers and an old shirt. "It might a little big. They're the only one's I could find."
"It's okay," she squeaked, not meeting his eyes. She gingerly took them from his hands and she excused herself to the bathroom, while Jun could only smack his face his hand.
Get your mind out of the gutter, Misugi. It's unbecoming of you.
Shaking his head, he changed into his dry clothes and went down to throw his clothes in the wash. As he was about to leave the laundry room, the bathroom door suddenly opened and he felt his heart stop.
Yayoi stood frozen under the doorway, staring at him in surprise. Jun could only stand there as he took in what she was wearing. She was wearing his shirt that's for sure. It was still loose on her, but it wasn't long enough to cover her long creamy legs and barely covered her ass and it was slipping over her shoulder a little bit and-
This was not good for him.
"So um," she started, looking away from him. "The shorts- your shorts. They were- they were a little loose- really loose. I don't think I'll be able to wear them."
"Is- is that so?" he stuttered, also looking away from him. "I-um I'm sorry. Those were the only ones I could find."
"It's okay!" she exclaimed, looking to him. "I- I mean, It's fine. I'm already intruding enough as it is."
He gave her a look, brushing a strand of her hair away from his face and kissed her forehead gently. "You're not intruding," he murmured against her skin, taking a deep breath of her unique scent. "Never."
Yayoi only gulped and nodded.
Throwing her uniform in the dryer, they headed back to his room, and all the while he followed her to up the stairs, he could feel his body heat up, and his throat dry up, and a certain part of him starting to do crazy things, and he didn't know whether he hated or loved that shirt because it was so damn short on her.
Every time she took a step, it rode up her thighs and teased him of skin that dared to be touched, to be felt, to be kissed by him. It was making fun of him, goading him to take a move, and god how much did he want to pin her against a wall and kiss her and touch her and make her scream his name loudly the other side of the world could hear her.
God he's messed up.
But not exactly right? He was a normal teenager- well as normal as he could be. It was okay to have thoughts like these. Everyone had those, especially about his girlfriend. Hell, even Tsubasa had them. Him, the most soccer-obsessed out of all of them, had dreams about his girlfriend no one could even imagine coming from him. Compared to him, what he wanted to do with Yayoi seemed tame.
He laid on his bed and covered his eyes with an arm. None of those thoughts were tame at all.
"I hope Mizuki-kun got home before the rain started," she breathed out nonchalantly as she stood at the foot of his bed, staring out of his window again.
He felt his annoyance spike up again once he heard that name. He suddenly sat up and called her to sit down on his bed with him.
"Speaking of," he started once Yayoi sat near him. "You seem to be familiar with him. Too familiar."
Yayoi chuckled, bringing her knees up to her chest and hugging them with her arms. Jun could only gulp as he tried to look away from there as much as possible to no avail.
"He used to live around the my neighborhood, just a few houses down Tsubasa-kun's old home," she explained with a small smile. He could feel a small sense of jealousy in him, but he tried to quell it and listened more to her. "Aside from me, he was the only one who befriended Tsubasa-kun, even if he was more into swimming than soccer. He only laughed it up whenever he lost against Tsubasa-kun, declaring that once they're in the pool, Tsubasa-kun doesn't stand a chance. I don't really know about that. Koudai-san was not only a ship captain but he was captain of his old high school's swim team. He's been teaching Tsubasa-kun to swim ever since he was three months old, and Tsubasa-kun wasn't that bad of a swimmer."
She gave out another chuckle, and Jun didn't even try to stop his jealously from showing. Damn it, now he was jealous of Tsubasa too. But it was nice to hear her talk about her childhood. She never told him anything about what happened before they met, and when she's willingly telling him this things, he wasn't going to say anything.
"But when it comes to teaching, he's definitely a better swim instructor than Tsubasa-kun," she added. "If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't even be able to float."
"He taught you how to swim?"
"Yup!" she answered cheerfully, too cheerful for his liking. "Our parents took turns bringing us to waterparks and public pools, especially the Oozora's. We were the friends Tsubasa-kun had after all." Then she suddenly grabbed her phone from the bed, laying her knees down, making them touch his. "We were all sad when he informed us he had to move to Australia with his Aunt just so he could train to be a swimmer. Then soon after that, Tsubasa-kun moved to Nankatsu."
"Here," she said, scrolling through her phone. "I have a picture of us when we were young in a waterpark." After a few more swipes from her phone, she showed him her phone, a picture of a printed photograph of three kids in swimsuits all smiling brightly towards the camera. He easily recognized Yayoi from the picture, not only because of being the only one in a two piece suit, but by her auburn hair and smile that just had Yayoi written all over it. Tsubasa also wasn't that hard to figure out. His hair that seemed to stick to one side was a give away. So he guessed that the last boy was Mizuki, judging from the way he was in the pool, trying to support Yayoi as she held onto the wall to practice kicking.
He felt his jealously spike up some more.
This was unfair.
"I found it after some digging in our old albums," she said as she took the phone away. "He was so excited when I sent it to him."
"You have his number?" he asked a little snappily. Yayoi, who didn't seem to notice, only answered cheerfully.
"Yup!," she said, scrolling through her phone once more. "We exchanged numbers right away when we met again on the first day of school. We've been catching up and sending each other old photos we find. We plan on recreating shots we took when we were kids, you know like what I showed you one time…"
He heard her trail off. He did look away from her with a frown when she was in the middle of explaining her plans with this guy.
"Are you okay?" she asked, concern etched on her face. Jun ignored it and only grunted, still looking away from him. No he wasn't. Not when his girlfriend apparently made plans with another guy that clearly liked her without even telling him first."
"Did I say something wrong?" she leaned closer to him, putting a hand on his arm gently. He felt a pleasant shock from her touch but he didn't take notice of it and grunted again.
"Jun," she said, turning her body to face him. "Please tell me what's wrong."
Again, he only grunted unhappily.
"Jun," she said again, this time almost sounding like a whine. He still kept looking away from her, until finally Yayoi took her hand away from him and crossed her arms, puffing her cheeks in mild annoyance. She did hate it when he gets unreasonable like this.
She tried running through her head of what she said, and was still confused when she decided that she didn't say anything bad. Unless…
"Are you-" she began cautiously. This was the first time she was going to bring it up, and she wasn't even sure if he did feel that way. It was the first time he even showed it! "Are you jealous?"
Jun froze and didn't look at her for a few moments. He could deny it, but what was the point?
"So what if I am?" he retorted back, finally looking at her with narrowed eyes.
Yayoi felt a sudden surge of happiness blossom in her chest for the second time that day. Jun wasn't usually like. In fact he was never like this. She wasn't blind, she knew exactly when a person had a crush on her (the few of them who had one), but no one ever made a move on her, and Jun didn't seem to notice anything that was going on. Besides, they already knew that she wouldn't be able to give them a chance. Her heart only belonged to Jun, and only him.
So, why was he acting like this of all times? Surely, Mizuki-kun didn't like her that way. They were only friends.
Right?
"You don't have anything to be jealous off," she said, looking away from him. She twirled a lock of her wet hair away from her fingers, twiddling with it nervously. "There's nothing to be jealous of. Mizuki-kun is just a friend. He doesn't like me that way."
Jun looked at her as if she was joking. Was she serious? She really didn't notice the way that goon was shamelessly flirting with her?
"You really have no idea?" he asked, making her turn to him quizzically. "How much he's flirting with you?" he put a hand under her chin, staring intently on her lips.
"He's just really nice!" Yayoi tried to argue. "Really Jun-"
"You don't even notice the way he seemed to want to stick to you?" he interrupted, grazing her cheek with his thumb, "to touch you?" He could hear Yayoi's breathing starting to become irregular, and her cheeks were slightly turning pink. He moved his thumb to her lips, tracing them. "To kiss you?"
"That's irrational," Yayoi said to him, getting a little irritated by her boyfriend's paranoia. She was trying to ignore the feeling his touches were doing to her. "Mizuki-kun-"
"But," Jun interrupted once more, leaning close to her. "There are things that make me ignore what him." He didn't know if he could even control himself anymore. His jealousy and need for her threatening to take over him.
"Well, what are they?" Yayoi asked hotly.
Oh fuck it.
"This."
Jun suddenly pressed his mouth onto hers, catching her off guard once more. It took her a moment to process what was going on, but just like last time, her body responded on its own, and she kissed him back.
Being together for at least three years, kissing wasn't exactly foreign for the both of them, but somehow both of them could feel that this one was different from all the other kisses they had shared before.
He pressed onto her a little more, moulding his lips to fit hers perfectly. He could taste a hint of cherries on her, probably from her lip gloss that he rarely noticed she had on her, and suddenly he decided he liked that lip gloss. He didn't even know why she just noticed this. He could smell a hint of some flowers he could barely remember her telling him. He leaned in closer, managing to push her to lie down on his bed. He didn't seem to notice, more focused on keeping their lips connected.
He separated from her, looking down on her as she gasped and panted to catch her breath. Her face was now flushed red as her prominent chest heaved up and down, and god, Jun wanted nothing more than to take off his shirt on her and worship her body all over.
"I'm the only one who can do this," he whispered as he leaned down to kiss under her ear. "And this," he kissed the side of her throat. "And this," he ended, moving to her neck and nibbling on it.
Yayoi whimpered as his lips peppered her neck and collar with sensual kisses. She didn't know what was going on. It was- it was new. Sure, they had their moments of excitement, but it wasn't as…intense. Jun was making her feel new sensations just from these small things.
He continued his nibbling on her collar, taking special attention on one spot of her neck that seemed to make her whimper and more. He couldn't help the glee that formed in him when he heard her gasp when he bit a little bit hard and he felt all of his restraint broke when he heard her moan when he circled the mark with his tongue.
"Jun," she whispered, breathless. He slowly moved away from her, taking a good look at the mark he put on her, his mark.
He turned to look at her, her flushed look sending shivers down his spine and giving him sensations that he's been trying to stop ever since he realized that he loved her.
"You're mine," he declared, kissing her another searing kiss. "My love," he whispered against their locked lips. "My Yayoi." My life.
Yayoi cupped his face with her hands and pushed him away. He panicked for a moment, but when he saw the tender smile on his face, he knew that he was falling in love with her all over again.
"Yours, Jun, yours. Forever and always."
The rain continued to drop gently, hiding two people as they loved each other like never before.
End
AN: they totally did the do, no doubt. i mean, it was supposed to go down, but the story decided that it can end there so... you decide what or how they did it. its open to interpretation. also, this one's for ciymii, who kind of suggested i do one, and i was like, hell yeah. i think it was about time i put noticed the other great CT couples. i mean, sure i love TsuSan like a lot, that doesnt mean that I don't love JunxYayoi or HikaruxYoshiko as much. In all honestly, Hikaru and Yoshiko are the cutest couple imho in the series, something about being so in love with a girl you'd literally run to the airport for her. Like, why we can't we have real life Hikaru Matsuyama. I'd take one any day. And then we have Jun and Yayoi who has such a hard life, especially with Jun's heart condition and still not asking Yayoi to be his wife even though she stayed with him through thick and thin. Like, dude come on. You're fated to be together. Just do it man, do it. The whole team is waiting for you guys to get hitched and make healthy babies.
but yeah. i'll try writing more couples soon (and finally some smut too). it depends on whats going on.
thanks for reading and pls review!
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