Ship: imaizumi shunsuke / naruko shoukichi Fandom: yowapeda Major tags: none Other tags: talk about personal finances, future fic Square: screw the rules! i have money!! Word count: 466
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Naruko's old Toshiba officially dies on a Friday, when he's surfing niconico. "Ack!" He throws both hands to his head and nearly falls off his stool at the kitchen counter until Imaizumi comes over and gently sets his own iPad in front of Naruko.
"Just use this," Imaizumi says, which should have been the end of it.
It's not, because the iPad is sitting perfectly on Imaizumi's desk when he comes back from practice the next day. Naruko is already gone by them, and a cursory glance at their calendar says he's off to a team event in Yokohama. Imaizumi almost laughs because in their four years of dating and two years of cohabiting, Naruko has very rarely put remote controls, spice bottles, and clothes where they belong. Despite having a cleaner come in twice a month, Imaizumi still finds red Kamen Rider action figures and magazines where they don't belong.
After that, Naruko defaults to using his smartphone for everything. It's not a bad idea, but his red Toshiba still sits on the coffee table. It's covered by stickers and almost unrecognizable from the laptop Naruko had bought with his first official league paycheck. Imaizumi spends a week staring at it before taking action.
"What's this?" Naruko asks when the new Macbook Air gets delivered to their apartment. He's spread out across the couch with his hair spilling over the side arms, looking very much like the 15-year-old Imaizumi had first met at cycling club practice. "Something from your mom?"
"Something for you." Imaizumi says, and hands the box over. He watches patiently as Naruko's confusion turns to excitement, then to something more subdued.
"Ah, hotshot," Naruko says softly. "You didn't have to get me this."
Imaizumi raises an eyebrow. "You needed it."
"This is so expensive!" Naruko adds, cradling the laptop like it's a baby. "You could've just gotten something cheaper!"
"I wanted you to have this."
This makes Naruko pout. Even after becoming a professional athlete, Naruko hardly spends money on anything besides his bike. Even that is mostly covered by his team now. They'd fought, in the beginning, about paying rent until Imaizumi revealed that he had bought out their apartment in Ueno. Imaizumi knows that Naruko sends most of his money home to his parents and siblings, and he tries not to make Naruko uncomfortable with his standard of living.
"I wanted you to have something nice," Imaizumi explains slowly. He pauses when Naruko sets the laptop down and makes a grabby hand motion at Imaizumi.
Naruko waits for Imaizumi to step into his space before headbutting Imaizumi's chest. "Aw, hotshot! You're already the nicest thing in my life!" He pauses. "Now we just gotta find a red case for this!"
Imaizumi just smiles into Naruko's hair. Some things never change.
FILL: TEAM KAGEYAMA TOBIO/OIKAWA TOORU, C1, G
Fandom: yowapeda
Major tags: none
Other tags: talk about personal finances, future fic
Square: screw the rules! i have money!!
Word count: 466
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Naruko's old Toshiba officially dies on a Friday, when he's surfing niconico. "Ack!" He throws both hands to his head and nearly falls off his stool at the kitchen counter until Imaizumi comes over and gently sets his own iPad in front of Naruko.
"Just use this," Imaizumi says, which should have been the end of it.
It's not, because the iPad is sitting perfectly on Imaizumi's desk when he comes back from practice the next day. Naruko is already gone by them, and a cursory glance at their calendar says he's off to a team event in Yokohama. Imaizumi almost laughs because in their four years of dating and two years of cohabiting, Naruko has very rarely put remote controls, spice bottles, and clothes where they belong. Despite having a cleaner come in twice a month, Imaizumi still finds red Kamen Rider action figures and magazines where they don't belong.
After that, Naruko defaults to using his smartphone for everything. It's not a bad idea, but his red Toshiba still sits on the coffee table. It's covered by stickers and almost unrecognizable from the laptop Naruko had bought with his first official league paycheck. Imaizumi spends a week staring at it before taking action.
"What's this?" Naruko asks when the new Macbook Air gets delivered to their apartment. He's spread out across the couch with his hair spilling over the side arms, looking very much like the 15-year-old Imaizumi had first met at cycling club practice. "Something from your mom?"
"Something for you." Imaizumi says, and hands the box over. He watches patiently as Naruko's confusion turns to excitement, then to something more subdued.
"Ah, hotshot," Naruko says softly. "You didn't have to get me this."
Imaizumi raises an eyebrow. "You needed it."
"This is so expensive!" Naruko adds, cradling the laptop like it's a baby. "You could've just gotten something cheaper!"
"I wanted you to have this."
This makes Naruko pout. Even after becoming a professional athlete, Naruko hardly spends money on anything besides his bike. Even that is mostly covered by his team now. They'd fought, in the beginning, about paying rent until Imaizumi revealed that he had bought out their apartment in Ueno. Imaizumi knows that Naruko sends most of his money home to his parents and siblings, and he tries not to make Naruko uncomfortable with his standard of living.
"I wanted you to have something nice," Imaizumi explains slowly. He pauses when Naruko sets the laptop down and makes a grabby hand motion at Imaizumi.
Naruko waits for Imaizumi to step into his space before headbutting Imaizumi's chest. "Aw, hotshot! You're already the nicest thing in my life!" He pauses. "Now we just gotta find a red case for this!"
Imaizumi just smiles into Naruko's hair. Some things never change.