He hung up on Toshi. He didn't think this was a mistake, even if Taiji was young and all. He was hot, for one. And he was passionate about music, and he had good sense of fashion. What else did Yoshiki need
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"Yeah. My dad's got all my shit in his car. He's in a rush. Help me bring it up."
His dad couldn't wait to get rid of him. It wasn't like his dad hated him, but his dad was always sure he'd be a rock star. He wanted Taiji to get on with it already.
Taiji was cool with that.
Taiji walked away from the intercom, assuming Yoshiki would just come down. He went back to his dad's car to grab some more shit, bringing it up to the door.
His dad? Would Yoshiki have to meet his dad? Huh... He went down, though, to help. His hair was a mess and he was wearing makeup and he wasn't wearing a shirt, but. Taiji was going to be a rock star, too, so.
He propped open the door to the building, even though they weren't supposed to. He waved to Taiji's dad in the car.
"Hey. I'll take up the first load. Keep filling up the lobby." He winked at Taiji. Taiji looked really different with his hair down...
Taiji nodded and went back to get another load of stuff. That was the end of it, though. He didn't have much. He left a lot behind, because Yoshiki said his place was small, and his parents were willing to keep some of his stuff for him.
His dad left, and he started to bring some more of his shit to the elevator, but he didn't know what floor Yoshiki's place was even on. The elevator came back down, though, and Yoshiki was on it, so Taiji held the elevator while Yoshiki got the rest of his crap, and then they went up together.
"Nice makeup." Taiji grinned while the elevator went up. Well, he didn't know this guy too well. What was he supposed to talk about?
Yoshiki pouted cutely and pushed his hair back with a flick of his wrist. "I haven't even been to bed yet. It was my last night alone, so I... had a friend over." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, and then laughed.
"I've been cleaning up this morning. Like I said... the place is small, so. Hopefully, we can get along well."
Yoshiki was pretty tolerant. As long as Taiji wasn't a pig.
He helped Taiji get everything inside, but then. It was. He smiled at Taiji nervously. "Well, here we are!"
Taiji looked around. All his stuff was just kind of dumped in the living room for now. It really was small. He peered in the other rooms. Bathroom, bedroom... music room? Kitchen...
"Where do I sleep?"
Place didn't look much like he'd been cleaning all morning, but Taiji preferred things to be comfortably messy. Not so messy that you couldn't walk, but when things were so orderly, Taiji was uncomfortable.
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His dad couldn't wait to get rid of him. It wasn't like his dad hated him, but his dad was always sure he'd be a rock star. He wanted Taiji to get on with it already.
Taiji was cool with that.
Taiji walked away from the intercom, assuming Yoshiki would just come down. He went back to his dad's car to grab some more shit, bringing it up to the door.
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He propped open the door to the building, even though they weren't supposed to. He waved to Taiji's dad in the car.
"Hey. I'll take up the first load. Keep filling up the lobby." He winked at Taiji. Taiji looked really different with his hair down...
Still good, though.
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His dad left, and he started to bring some more of his shit to the elevator, but he didn't know what floor Yoshiki's place was even on. The elevator came back down, though, and Yoshiki was on it, so Taiji held the elevator while Yoshiki got the rest of his crap, and then they went up together.
"Nice makeup." Taiji grinned while the elevator went up. Well, he didn't know this guy too well. What was he supposed to talk about?
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"I've been cleaning up this morning. Like I said... the place is small, so. Hopefully, we can get along well."
Yoshiki was pretty tolerant. As long as Taiji wasn't a pig.
He helped Taiji get everything inside, but then. It was. He smiled at Taiji nervously. "Well, here we are!"
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"Where do I sleep?"
Place didn't look much like he'd been cleaning all morning, but Taiji preferred things to be comfortably messy. Not so messy that you couldn't walk, but when things were so orderly, Taiji was uncomfortable.
Made him just want to fuck things up.
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