Ship: Midousuji/Onoda Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal Major Tags: tags omitted Other Tags: tags omitted Original Work:here by chameleonskin Word Count: 422
Onoda and Midousuji in couples cosplay at a con! Look at the lovely art first that inspired this, please!
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At this rate, they are never going to make it to the panels that Onoda wanted to attend. They’ve been stopped 17 times for photos, 10 times by people who just wanted to compliment them on their costumes and Onoda keeps getting distracted by all the merchandise in the Dealer’s Room!
...To be entirely fair, there are some pretty spectacular tables. Midousuji’s done his fair share of shopping as well and he can already predict how excited Onoda will be later when they sort out their loot and purchases. Buying Onoda presents when Onoda’s right there and Midousuji’s budget is limited has been tough but the Artist’s Alley came to Midousuji’s rescue there. While Onoda squeed over prints and chatted excitedly to the creators of webcomics he liked, Midousuji purchased badges and stickers sneakily. They are comparatively cheap but still cute and besides, Midousuji likes the idea of Onoda adorned with things that Midousuji got him.
“Akira, look!” Onoda said excitedly, tugging at Midousuji’s arm. “That table’s got doujinshi!”
His eyes shone as he hauled Midousuji in his wake, a tiny tsunami of unstoppable excitement that swept Midousuji along with him. The doujinshi were sorted into boxes by het, yuri and yaoi but the stall keeper looked at them dubiously as they approached.
“I need to see some ID,” he told Onoda, “Eighteen and above only.”
Midousuji pulled out his ID card and Onoda did the same after a surprised squeak that Midousuji wasn’t being carded but he was. The stall keeper checked both birthdates, then smiled at them. “Happy shopping.”
“Thank you!” Onoda said as he leaned over the box of het doujinshi and started to flip through them. The pleated skirt of his costume rode up just a little, flashing more of his pale muscled thighs than Midousuji was comfortable with other people seeing, so Midousuji positioned himself behind Onoda.
Sensing Midousuji’s closeness, Onoda paused to give him a puzzled smile. “Do you want to look too, Akira?”
“No,” Midousuji said, wrapping his arms protectively around Onoda’s shoulders. “I can look over your shoulder. What are you after?”
“Love Hime, of course! I want to see if I can find any doujinshi of her with a humanized Mage!” In other words, the characters that the two of them were cosplaying.
Midousuji felt his cheeks start to flush pink at the thought. Argh. Onoda made him feel so gross.
As revenge, he hugged Onoda tighter and kissed the top of his head.
FILL: Team Prince of Tennis, T
Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Original Work: here by
Word Count: 422
Onoda and Midousuji in couples cosplay at a con! Look at the lovely art first that inspired this, please!
***
At this rate, they are never going to make it to the panels that Onoda wanted to attend. They’ve been stopped 17 times for photos, 10 times by people who just wanted to compliment them on their costumes and Onoda keeps getting distracted by all the merchandise in the Dealer’s Room!
...To be entirely fair, there are some pretty spectacular tables. Midousuji’s done his fair share of shopping as well and he can already predict how excited Onoda will be later when they sort out their loot and purchases. Buying Onoda presents when Onoda’s right there and Midousuji’s budget is limited has been tough but the Artist’s Alley came to Midousuji’s rescue there. While Onoda squeed over prints and chatted excitedly to the creators of webcomics he liked, Midousuji purchased badges and stickers sneakily. They are comparatively cheap but still cute and besides, Midousuji likes the idea of Onoda adorned with things that Midousuji got him.
“Akira, look!” Onoda said excitedly, tugging at Midousuji’s arm. “That table’s got doujinshi!”
His eyes shone as he hauled Midousuji in his wake, a tiny tsunami of unstoppable excitement that swept Midousuji along with him. The doujinshi were sorted into boxes by het, yuri and yaoi but the stall keeper looked at them dubiously as they approached.
“I need to see some ID,” he told Onoda, “Eighteen and above only.”
Midousuji pulled out his ID card and Onoda did the same after a surprised squeak that Midousuji wasn’t being carded but he was. The stall keeper checked both birthdates, then smiled at them. “Happy shopping.”
“Thank you!” Onoda said as he leaned over the box of het doujinshi and started to flip through them. The pleated skirt of his costume rode up just a little, flashing more of his pale muscled thighs than Midousuji was comfortable with other people seeing, so Midousuji positioned himself behind Onoda.
Sensing Midousuji’s closeness, Onoda paused to give him a puzzled smile. “Do you want to look too, Akira?”
“No,” Midousuji said, wrapping his arms protectively around Onoda’s shoulders. “I can look over your shoulder. What are you after?”
“Love Hime, of course! I want to see if I can find any doujinshi of her with a humanized Mage!” In other words, the characters that the two of them were cosplaying.
Midousuji felt his cheeks start to flush pink at the thought. Argh. Onoda made him feel so gross.
As revenge, he hugged Onoda tighter and kissed the top of his head.
Stupid cute little princess boyfriend.