ext_69216 ([identity profile] stellazeee.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] jewelledhours 2009-01-03 03:32 am (UTC)

“In a few days we’ll all be attending the yearend parties,” said Yamapi. “The bounenkai. Don’t you think it’s strange that it’s called ‘forget the year party’? There must be something wrong with our Japanese culture if we hold celebrations to forget the year that has just passed.”
“Don’t insult our Japanese culture!” Ryo said. “At least we don’t sing weird senseless songs about forgotten acquaintances.”
That made me smile. :D But forgetting the past year to move on with a lighter heart and not have to be held back because of the mistakes, heartbreaks or pains of the past year does work I guess. It's such a pragmatic view though haha.
Yamapi liked long aimless drives and cold drinks without ice and a DJ’s voice coming out of the static when he hit upon the right radio frequency. Things were never the same after he was done with them; bottles were left uncapped, doors were left unclosed, towels were left in a heap. Koyama suspected it was not out of any inclination to impoliteness, but rather an inherently absent-minded side of a person who had to be clear-headed about way too many things. Yamapi liked watching late night shows while dropping off to sleep on Ryo’s couch. He liked making pasta with sauce out of a packet and rummaging through Ryo’s kitchen cupboards for more ingredients to throw in. He’d once made pasta for all of them and Shige said it was good, really good, better than most of the stuff he could get outside, and Ryo had scowled and tried to look jealous because Shige never praised his cooking in such effusive ways. Yamapi liked standing at the counter watching them take second helpings of his pasta. Yamapi didn’t like making pasta only for himself. He didn’t like going on drives with nobody beside him except the radio and he didn’t like watching late night shows in the silence of an apartment with mother and sister asleep. Yamapi didn’t like being alone.
This chapter had such a cozy, homely... happy sort of feel to it ahhh. Especially this bit, which makes Yamapi sound like... just "any other guy next-door" who has insecurities and is afraid of being alone, even if he can charm a whole arena full of people so easily. So yes, it's so easy to fall in love with the imag eof Yamapi you painted - someone who has his strange quirks but is sensitive and knows when to say just what, someone who needs other people to be there just like anyone else. Which makes Koyama's love for him perfectly logical in the exact same way, because of how Koyama is. :D

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