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In my dressing room.
Takuya's a married man but never forgets his first.
PG • Chapters: 1 • Words: 439 • Published: 15th January 2006 •
Written by: Vanessa
Title: In my Dressing room.
Pairing: SMAP, Inagaki Goro/Kimura Takuya
Rating: PG - slight language
We both tried to not talk about the two girls we met after the concert. But every once and a while when the radio paused to change songs; we'd both look at each other. I noticed a million words in his eyes and fought hard to not cry.
It was really difficult to sleep that night.
What had happen is that after the concert, Takuya usually calls me over and we sit really close and we just talk. I know. He's married, got the two kids under his belt and Shizuka is totally larger than life but Takuya never wants to let go of what he's had.
He's had me. And I long and wait for those moments after the concert when it's just us and we're sitting so close and then there are times when he runs his hand through my hair and makes fun of my poor attempt at growing some facial hair. I don't really gotta worry about what Nakai or the other's think. They all know, they're all aware and maybe don't accept it but they do know better than to not tell Shizuka.
But after that one show, Takuya had his hand on my inner thigh and it felt nice. It's been months since we've gone at it. But before I know it he's got the button of my pants undone and I hold my breath.
But these two girls stumble in my dressing room. They kinda stop and take it all in. Takuya leaps off me and I sit and fumble with my zipper. I think he's shouting at them and these girls just laugh and take their time leaving.
My phone rings but I don't answer it. Takuya just glares at the floor and gets his car keys. Guess he's going to drop me off at the hotel and maybe see Shizuka. Whenever he does something wrong he makes it a point to see her right away, the guilt just drives him mad. Like as if seeing her and taking her out will somehow make it all better. I laugh at the press who always write about how he keeps the marriage on fire with their late night dinner dates or when they sneak in a movie or play.
Anyway, at the hotel I wake up and my phone rings, I check the caller ID and it's him. I answer and he tell me those two girls at the end of the concert weren't fans but Shizuka's friends. He tells me it's over and hangs up.
I dress quickly trying hard not to cry.
