Title: What am I?
Chapter:2/3
Fandom: J-Rock/Visual Kei
Language: English
Rating: PG
Warnings: none
Pairing: implied
Miya(MUCC)/
Aoi(GazettE)/
Bou(AnCafe)Summary: Aoi hates February.
Note: bonus prompt (I wear the pants in this relationship)
Part 1 A few days had passed but Aoi's mood hadn't brightened at all. He was still snarling at anyone for unknown reasons, snapping whenever someone tried to talk him into going out, avoiding his lovers for unknown reasons...he claimed to have too much to do.
So he was rather surprised when, on Saturday morning, someone suddenly unlocked his door. Groaning the dark haired turned over in bed, pulling the covers over his head. Only his lovers had a key to his apartment, so either Miya or Bou, or both of them, were currently standing in his doorway, taking of shoes.
"Hello~", someone, the voice sounded like Bou's, called out.
"Go away!", was Aoi's muffled reply, voice somewhat tired.
But the small blond would have none of this. Now that he knew Aoi was there, and awake, he made his way through the apartment, heading into the bedroom and jumping onto the bed, straddling Aoi's back and sitting down on his ass.
"Good morning, Aoi-kun~", the enthusiastic blond chirped, leaning down to peck the other's head.
"no", the raven-haired merely replied, trying to wriggle out from beneath the blond, or throw the other off. But Bou was used to these antics already and merely held onto the older's shoulders in order to stay in place.
"Yes", the younger insisted, pulling the covers off of Aoi, baring his naked back. "I brought chocolate~"
"So?", Aoi asked, obviously annoyed now while he tried to pull up the blanket again. A task which failed because of his current position. And the fact that Bou was effectively pulling the blanket further down.
"So we can make chocolate together. I'm sure Miya-kun will be happy about it", the blond said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. And to him it really was normal, the best thing to do on the weekend before Valentine's Day.
"No!", Aoi replied, again trying to throw the other off of him. But again, he failed, for Bou laid down on top of him, snuggling against his now naked back.
"But...but...Aoi-kun~", Bou whined. "Don't you want to make Miya-kun happy?", he asked, sniffling some. He was clearly disappointed by the other's reaction.
"Not if that means I won't get any myself", he insisted, fearing that, if he now made chocolate together with Bou he wouldn't get anything by the cute little man.
"but...but...who said I wouldn't make chocolate for you", the blond man now whined, sniffling more in an attempt to persuade the other guitarist.
Aoi sighed. He didn't really believe the other, but he couldn't stand it if Bou was weeping. It made the younger look so...vulnerable, and the raven-haired wanted to protect his lovers.
So he merely nodded...
"okay....I will make this stupid chocolate with you...but stop weeping already.", he grumbled, turning over so he was laying on his back, pulling Bou's face closer and kissing him softly, apologetically.
Bou was already beaming again, hugging Aoi and returning the kiss happily.
"Thank you, Aoi-kun", he mumbled, snuggling closer happily.
"little devil", Aoi mocked, though he sat up and kept his arms wrapped around the other's waist, nuzzling the other's nose.
"But before we start I need to take a shower, okay? you can go prepare whatever we need in the kitchen", the raven haired said, yawning and snuggling against the other.
At that point Bou was already grinning madly, pecking the other's lips before quickly moving off the band and running back into the kitchen.
"Don't take to long, Aoi-kun~", he only called before disappearing into the hallway.
Aoi just shook his head, chuckling darkly as he stood up and made his way over to the bathroom, only stopping long enough to grab a pair of boxers before disappearing into the bathroom and locking the door behind him.
He didn't know what to think of the other's sudden advance. but not it was too late. He had promised to help the other with the chocolate and even though this set him into a clearly submissive position he didn't really know whether or not he should be angry about it. Because Bou had clearly admitted that he would also be making chocolate for Aoi, or maybe even had already made it. So, to the blond, Aoi till was dominant.
Such and other thoughts raced through his mind as he stood beneath the shower, letting the hot water sooth his tense muscles and the smell of the shampoo calm his mind. It had been a present of his lovers and always managed to sooth him.
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When Aoi entered his practice room on Valentine's Day, amongst all the cards and small packages that awaited all of them there was one that immediately caught Aoi's attention. It was wrapped in plain white paper and the card read: "To Aoi, from Bou ♥"
Part 3