Kareshi (10/10)
Title: Kareshi - Boyfriend for Rent
Author: Fabi & Dani ( dani_mathoz)
Translator: br_arashi Thank you ♥
Pairing: Junba (main), Ohmiya (mentioned)
Genre: Romance
Rating: PG-13 (This chapter)
Summary: 'One need a lover, the other need money... The only condition? Don't fall in love.'
Disclaimer: I don't own them, sadly ;-;
Just a reminder, English is not our first language so please be kind ♥
FINAL CHAPTER
Masaki felt his legs shaking and his emotions changed from annoyance to shock after hearing Jun’s last words.
“I have fallen in love with you!” Jun repeated, full of emotion. “At the ryokan, when I woke up with you in my arms, I felt so complete… I was attached to someone in a way I have never been before and I… I freaked out…”
Jun stared at Masaki with honesty in his eyes.
“All of a sudden, I wished that moment would last forever. However, it was the last day of our contract and, well… you had written a clause preventing us from falling in love…”
“To protect myself, Jun-chan! I didn’t want to get myself involved and have to say goodbye in the end. I believed that, if I managed to put an obstacle to our relationship, I wouldn’t get more attached to you than I already was.” He stopped, moisting his lips with a move of his tongue.
“Attached?”
“Yes. Since the day when I drove you home, drunk and broken, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. At first, I thought it was just out of simpathy, for knowing more than anyone the pain of being abandoned, discarded as trash… While I was nursing you, I felt a strong need of protecting you and, maybe because of that, I didn't have the heart to deny when you told Oguri that I was your boyfriend.”
Jun swallowed hard, his heart jumping inside his chest. He placed his hands over the table for support, afraid of crumbling down in front of Masaki. However, he was unable to prevent his tears from falling.
“When I left you at home, that morning, I believed I was getting out of your life as well. The truth, though, was that I have never stopped thinking about you… Your hurt expression, your kiss, your body entangled with mine at the shower… I couldn’t help but think how stupid was Oguri-san for letting you slip through his fingers. If it was me, I would keep you beside me forever… When you called me, inviting me for that lunch at the Chinese restaurant, I felt a shiver all over my body… For the first time in my life I felt anxious, wishing to see you more than anything.”
“Masaki…”
“However, you only wanted to hire my services” Masaki interrupted him, his voice full of emotions. “I considered sending you to hell, but I had a debt to cover in a few days and, considering that I didn’t have enough money, I decided to accept it. After all, it would be only for three weeks, it sounded like an easy money… I added the clause to try and convince myself that our relationship would be only professional. Nonetheless…”
Jun raised his eyebrows, hopeful.
“I never treated our relationship as fake, Jun-chan. Yes, I knew there was an expiry date, but, during all the time we’ve been together, I really gave everything I had… You were the first person to whom I’ve told my story, to whom I showed my weaknesses. Our dates, our kisses… they were all real. When I gave myself to you, it wasn’t only to comfort the man who had just witness the love of his life getting engaged to another person. It also wasn’t because of our contract or because I was looking for a casual sex. I… I was already in love with you, you idiot! I wasn’t able to fulfill that clause as well!”
“You were in love with me? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I believed you were in love with Oguri! You said it was time for this to come to an end, at the bar.”
“For the contract to come to an end! It wasn’t fair to get you even more involved in my problems and I thought you were tired of that situation. I wanted more than that… I wanted you; even if I wasn’t aware of that by then. When I realized, we were already apart and you didn’t want to see me anymore.”
“How did you think I felt when I saw all those money bills in the envelope while your were sending me away? I got back in time when my father placed a bunch of money in my hand, telling me to get out of his life! I felt rejected once again and that made me so angry… Besides, we had just made love… I felt so dirty, Jun-chan!”
“I never meant to offend you. I swear that not even for a minute it was my intention to hurt you. Maybe that’s what it seemed when I mentioned the “additional services”, but… Please, believe me…”
“It’s all right… It was my fault when I accepted being your boyfriend in exchange of money, for making a clause charging for kisses… I was the one who made you believe…”
“I never did this!” Jun yelled, enveloping Masaki in a tight hug. “I would never think anything bad of you. Quite the opposite! You are special, Masaki! I don’t know why you have never allowed anyone to know this so far… I know that, after being disowned by your parents, you ended up closing yourself to the world, afraid of getting attached to someone just to be abandoned once again… But, can’t you see it? It’s so easy to love you! Don’t deprive people of your company… I know it’s hard, but give your parents another chance. They seemed truly sorry for what they did.”
“It’s not that easy, Jun-chan…”
“I know it’s not. However, if you allow me, I can stay beside you all the way. It’s my time to support you, Masaki. Please, let me face your parents beside you… Let me show them that a homosexual relationship has nothing to do with promiscuity and sin. Quite the opposite, that it’s just a matter of love, as in any other relationship.”
“And how do you intend to do so? Will you pretend to be my boyfriend once again?”
Jun let him go, staring into his eyes.
“I don't plan to pretend this time around… and we won't need any contracts. I want you to be my real boyfriend.”
“No payments?”
“Not even a cent.”
“Well… I still have to pay off a debt and, taking out what I use to reserve for food and rent, there’s very little money left. You will still have to afford our dates…”
Jun smiled passionately.
“May I understand it as a yes?” he asked him, while entangling his arms around Masaki’s neck.
“What about Oguri?”
“Who is Oguri?” he joked, placing a kiss in the scented neck.
“I’m not joking, Jun…”
“Listen… When you showed up in my life, I finally understood what Shun meant to me. I like him, he is a great friend and I can’t and neither want to discard him from my life. Nonetheless, what I felt for him never got even close to the way I feel about you. I have no doubt about this and, for the first time in my life, I don’t want to hide my feelings. I love you, Masaki.”
The taller man sighed, feeling his body burning from head to toes.
“Ask me again, then…”
Jun smiled and held his hands.
“Would you like to date me?”
Masaki smiled back at him; tears of joy rolling over his face.
“Have I ever said that I love you too, Jun-chan?”
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“Ok, Aiba. Can you open the next button of your shirt?”
Masaki immediately complied to the request, without realizing that the gesture, slow and natural, was exhaling sensuality.
“Is it good like this?” he asked with a smile.
“Can you undo another one? I want to explore more this sexy side of yours…”
“Like this?”
“Perfect!” Sho exclaimed, shooting quickly with his camera. “Can you make a more sensual expression? Yes, just like this! Ok, it’s getting really good… Wow, Masaki! You're almost a professional! So handsome… Jun-chan is indeed a very lucky man!
“Ain’t I?” a voice sounded behind the photographer. “And you will be a dead man if you don’t stop flirting with my boyfriend!”
“Jun-chan! I didn’t know you would come!” Aiba shrieked, leaving his position in order to greet his boyfriend.
Jun gave him a soft kiss in the lips, while closing the buttons of the shirt he was wearing.
“The purpose of this photoshoot is to show the W/ME collection, Sho-chan. It’s not a sensual shooting! Why is Masaki’s chest exposed?”
Sho laughed.
“Why can’t you stop being so old-fashioned, Jun-kun? I’m just showing the real style of your clothes: comfortable and sexy.”
“Listen, Sho-chan…”
“Matsumoto!” Masaki shouted, annoyed. “Haven’t we agreed that you wouldn’t meddle into my work anymore?”
“Yes, but…”
“So you can go back to your office if you don’t want to see this. However, I’ve said it once and I’m saying it again, in case you have forgotten: no hissy fit of my boyfriend will ever make me fail my duty at work! Can we proceed, Sho-chan?” he asked, once again opening the first buttons of his shirt.
Jun sighed in defeat. He still had to learn how to refrain his impulsivity.
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Jun nodded his approval in face of the portfolio he was looking with thoroughly attention.
“These pieces are very good!” he complimented, taking off his glasses and staring at Oguri, who was sat in front of him, at the other side of the table. “They will be perfect when exposed during the fashion show.”
“Some of these works were already awarded and others have a great potential to be portrayed in the greatest art galleries around the country.” Shun smiled with satisfaction. “Mayumi has selected the best works from her school for this project, including her father’s best painting according to the critics. I believe that our partnership will be a success, Jun.”
“You are right, Shun-kun. I have already designed almost the entire collection and Sho is already selecting the casting. Soon, we can start our marketing campaign.”
“I have already notified some magazines of the industry. Fashion Star will release a note talking about the project in their next edition. Have they already contacted you for the interview?”
“My secretary told me they had scheduled it for tomorrow. I’m anxious! The sooner we let the media aware of our idea, the better.”
“Yes, this is important. And here are the authorizations for the works you have chosen to print on your clothes” Oguri said, handing a bundle of papers to the stylist.
“Thank you! I’ll start to work on this as soon as possible” He smiled, while analyzing the documents. “Hara-san will return from
Paris this week, won’t she? I need her to help me in the process. After all, it’s her art that will be exposed in my clothes.”
“Yes, she is coming back on Tuesday…” Oguri started, but was unable to end his speech, interrupted by the sound of the door opening.
“Hello, Baby!”
“Masaki!” exclaimed Jun, completely surprised.
“Oh… I’m sorry. I had no idea you had company, Jun-chan” he said, with a fake embarrassed tone. “How have you been, Oguri-san?”
Jun would have laughed if he wasn’t so surprised, trying to figure out that scene. First, Masaki had never entered his office in such a tempestuous way. His boyfriend always asked his secretary if he was busy before announcing himself and he had never meddled in his business so far.
He felt a new emotion taking over him, a satisfaction he never had the opportunity to experience before. Could Masaki be jealous of Shun?
“Well… I don’t want to bother you” Aiba said after greeting the writer and turning his whole attention to the owner of the office. “I just came to inform you that I just came back from a meeting with Yuusuke. And guess what, Baby? I’ve handed him the last installment of the debt!”
“Really?” asked Jun with pure joy. “Does it mean that you will finally leave these sporadic works and dedicate more time to your boyfriend?”
“I’ve always had time for you…” He answered, sitting on Jun’s lap unceremoniously and placing a hand over his shoulder.
“But, you know… If it was for me, I would spend my whole time beside you.”
“And lose your anxious expression when I arrive at home after spending the whole day apart? No… I won’t let the bakery, neither the bar. However, I promise I won’t do anything but this.”
“You promise? Do you swear you won’t do any more campaigns for Sho?”
“I won’t deny that the money was providential and it had been quite fun for a while, but I’m not a model, Jun-chan. I wasn’t born to stay in front of the camera.”
“Well… not in front of Sho’s camera. What reminds me, Shun-kun, regarding the casting…” He was unable to conclude his plans.
The chair previously occupied by Oguri was now empty.
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If they asked him the number of times he had crossed that room in the last hour, Jun would never guess. Even though Masaki had sent him a message, confirming that he was already on his way, he couldn’t help but worry.
He offered to go with him, but his boyfriend had asked him to let him face his parents alone, at least this time. He still tried to argue with him, however, Nino, Ohno and Sho had convinced him to trust his boyfriend’s decision.
Alone at home, it was hard for him to keep his promise and it took him a superhuman effort to control himself. Only when he noticed the door handle moving he finally felt his heart at ease.
“Tadaima…” said Masaki with a smile, placing a key holder in his boyfriend’s hand. “Thank you for lending me the car, Jun-chan.”
“Don’t mention it. Tell me, though… how was dinner?” he asked, taking his boyfriend’s hand and pulling him towards the sofa.
“We talked” he answered calmly. “My mother prepared my favorite dishes and my brother was there as well, with his wife and daughter.”
“So, everything is fine now? Have you clarified things with your dad?”
“We didn’t argue, which is certainly a good start. However, things will never be the same, Jun-chan. I felt an outsider in that house… even though things were exactly the way I left. Maybe a different furniture here and there, but… the essence was the same.”
“Things will get better” he said, placing a hand on Masaki’s leg. “You’re still too hurt, but at least now you have taken the first step, right?”
“Yes… They asked me to return whenever I want. I said that, next time, I would take you with me. If they aren't able to accept you, Jun, I have no more reasons to return there. I won’t deny who I am, neither hide the person I love” he said gently, caressing his partner’s face with his hand.
Jun smiled and held the warm hand against his face.
“I love you so much, you know?” He took it to his lips, kissing it softly.
Masaki smiled, thankful. Then, he pulled the man’s body towards himself, taking him into a passionate kiss. Jun accommodated himself over his legs, sitting right in front of him. He raised his arms in order to help his boyfriend to strip him off his white shirt. After that, he felt the plump lips he loved so much playing with his neck, hungry.
Without interrupting their kiss, Masaki stood up with him on his arms and took him to the bedroom placing him gently over the bed.
They made love. Fondly at times, urgently at another times, moving their bodies according to their desires, to their instincts. This time, Masaki was the one to take over the sex, moving inside Jun slow but intensely, making him remember all the possible sensations his body could provide him.
Later, when his boyfriend was already sleeping in his arms, Masaki cried in silence, thankful and passionate. He owed Jun much more than he would be capable to repay him one day. He loved him in a way he would never be able to love anyone else. In a way he never believed it could be possible to love someone. It was the stylist who made him trust people again, who made him see that he was worthy being loved. For as long as he could, for as long as his boyfriend wanted him, he would never leave his side.
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When he woke up in the morning, after only a few hours, Jun still could feel the effects of Masaki’s actions over him, in all his pores.
His perfume, his sweat, his taste… everything was still impregnated on his skin, refusing to leave him, imposing themselves in a possessive way.
He cuddled even more against his boyfriend's body, maybe to confirm that he was real, that he wasn’t just fantasizing all this, having a good dream. Masaki moved behind him, squeezing him in his arms.
“What time is it?” he asked in a lazy voice.
“Eight and twenty six” Jun answered after checking on the digital clock over his bedside table.
“I need to go back home…”
“Why are you taking that long to move in?” he asked, facing his boyfriend with a serious expression.
“We have already discussed it, Jun-chan” he replied, returning his honest look. “It’s too early. We have been dating for only six months and…”
“I thought it was enough time for you to be sure about our relationship…” he said, sitting at the bed, bothered.
“I am sure about us. Geez! It’s the only certain thing I have in my life right now” he stated, sitting as well and hugging his boyfriend from behind.
“So, why are you hesitating? I wanted to sleep and wake up with you every day! Please, Masaki! We will only make things easier… You're practically living here, anyway. Keeping that rental apartment is just an unnecessary expense, right? Besides, you are so disorganized and…”
“That’s exactly why I’m reluctant. I love you, Jun, and I don’t want us to spend our precious time arguing because the towel is out of place or because I forgot my jacket over the chair…”
“I’m not that neurotic, Masaki…”
“You keep on cleaning my apartment!”
“To help you! You work so hard, it’s no big deal for me to clean it. You’re only making up excuses. Let’s give it a try, ok?”
Masaki sighed.
“Are you sure?”
“Nothing would make me happier!” he answered with a victorious smile.
“Jun… You will have to promise me you won’t make a fuss if I start accumulating the laundry or squeezing the toothpaste by the center… As for myself, I can try and be more careful…”
“Is it a yes?”
“You know that, in the end, you will have to clean up my mess, don’t you?”
“I don’t mind. I’m fond of house chores. I have to warn you that I’m quite expensive, nonetheless…”
“3,600 yens for the service?
Jun smiled at the memory.
“Almost as much. You just have to trade yens for passionate kisses.”
“Hummm…” Masaki looked up, pretending to consider. “It seems a fair price to me. However… I’m a little broken lately. May I pay it in installments?”
“Ok” Jun pushed his boyfriend on the bed, climbing over him. “I have to warn you that the taxes are high, though. It might take a long time for you to pay off your debt.”
“This might be a complication. How long do you think it might take?”
“How about the rest of our lives?” he asked, pecking his boyfriend's lips.
“If that’s how it’s going to be, I believe I should start paying my debt now…” Masaki said, invading Jun’s mouth with lust while opening his legs to help their bodies fit.
“I love you, Masaki!”
“I love you too, my adorable boyfriend…”
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