je_united 2019 - Gift fic for tacchan9
Je_united gift fic for tacchan9
Title: The Family Game
Pairing: Sakumoto (Sakurai Sho/Matsumoto Jun)
Rating: NC-17 (just be patient)
Warnings: Dad AU, canon but not canon? (Arashi happened but they never reached fame), children, MatsuJun is in a dress at one point. Is Nino cameo considered a warning?
Summary: Matsumoto Jun and Sakurai Sho meet again, thanks to their daughters, and Jun has to deal with the awkwardness and old feelings of his first love.
Notes: Not quite the dad AU I had in mind when I started to write but this is where my mind took me. I hope you’ll enjoy it anyway! Jun’s daughter is named Sora, meaning sky, and Sho’s daughter Sumire can be written with the kanji for purple and flower (sky and purple. Sho’s kanji means to fly or soar and well, I assume most people are aware of Jun’s member color. I thought it’d be quite fitting :3 ).
“Have a seat, Matsumoto-san. Sumire-chan’s parents should be here any minute.”
Matsumoto Jun sat down on the small wooden chair to the left in the classroom. The walls were practically papered with drawings and he couldn't help but smile when he spotted a familiar style he's seen develop over the last few years. There's no doubt the dog drawn on Sora's picture is the fruit of hard practise to try and copy the oil painting Ohno gifted the girl on their last visit at his seaside home. Sora's been nagging him about getting a dog since she first learned how to speak, and only drawing dogs is the newest of attempts to convince her daddy to get her one. He would not give in on that one, but maybe he’d give Leader a call and arrange another weekend hangout. Salmon season hadn't begun yet, right?
A sudden noise from outside the classroom and then a loud knock on the door rattled Jun out of his thoughts.
“Ah, Sakurai-san! How nice of you to finally join us. Not to be rude, but I was expecting to see your wife? She's usually the one to pick up Sumire-chan”, the teacher says to the newly arrived guest.
“Sorry sensei, it's not my intention to disappoint. Forgive me for being late. Ayami-san is unfortunately unable to come, and the meeting I attended…”
Jun’s body froze in his seat. That voice. He'd recognise it anywhere, and not just because he hears it whenever he turns on the TV.
Sakurai Sho. The TV profile of Japan. He had worked his way up from being a errand boy at a small television network, to become a news anchor, host and the narrator in at least two handful of variety shows at the largest broadcast organisation. No one with a TV could possibly escape the voice or face of this man.
Sakurai Sho was also, like Jun, a former Johnny's member, having joined only a year before Jun. They were former colleagues, having debuted together with three other boys.
Former colleague and former love.
Yes, because this Sakurai Sho, with his wide eyes and smile full of teeth, was the very same person the 12 year old Matsumoto Jun had fallen head over heels in love with at first sight during a time when he didn't even really know what love was.
They hadn't met since they signed the papers to disband Arashi, when Jun was 22 years old and bitter, confused and heartbroken.
Now, over 10 years later, fate seemed to have decided to let their paths cross again.
“Have a seat, Sakurai-san. This is Matsumoto-san, Sora's father.”
Jun could see the very moment when Sho registered his presence and realised exactly who it was sitting in the chair next to him. They both nodded politely at each other.
“No need for any formal introduction. We're old friends. It's nice to see you again, Matsumoto-san.”
Old friends. Yeah right. Friends.
Jun felt the bitterness from his youth come back with full force and decided to change the subject.
“Sensei. You said there had been an incident? With Sora-chan and Sumire-chan?”
“Ah yes, sorry. The reason why I called you to this meeting is because the girls has been at each other's throats and the negativity is spreading throughout the class. The other students feel uncomfortable when the girls starts to get verbal. I've tried to separate them and I've tried to talk to them, but they don't listen and they won't tell me what's wrong. Have they said anything at home?”
“I haven't heard anything about this situation. Sumire has been the same as always”, Sho said with a strange look on his face.
“I haven't heard anything either, although now that you mention it... I have noticed that Sora tends to not talk as much about her day at school as she used to”, Jun answered.
“Well, now you're aware of the issue. Me and my colleagues will work hard to solve this problem, but the school can only do so much. I believe it's important for all children to get support from home, and I do think these two girls would benefit from meeting in another environment than school. I know the two of you are both very busy with your respective careers, but maybe you could arrange a meeting of sorts, so the girls can meet outside of school. Let them get used to each other. I'm sure they could become the best of friends if they get over this quarrel, whatever it is about. And with their fathers already being friends, a good example has already been set.”
“Yeah, friends”, Jun muttered under his breath.
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That was two months ago. Two months since Sakurai Sho walked into Jun’s life again, this time with a spawn. Okay, that was unfair. Sumire was a lovely girl, bright and witty. Jun supposed she looked like her mother, whom he had yet to encounter, but whenever she smiled and her eyes widened she transformed into the spitting image of her father. Jun couldn't help but to from back whenever he was met with that image.
They had made a deal to alternate between the two of them. Jun and Sora would have Sumire over every odd weekend, and Sho would take Sora for a while on even weekends. The two girls had been quiet and awkward with each other at first, but soon warmed up and played together like nothing had ever happened. Jun and Sho only met when they dropped off or picked up their respective child, and only made awkward small talk while waiting for the girls to get ready to leave. At least the girls didn't notice the way their fathers struggled. Sora had taken a liking to Sho and once in a while she'd talk excitedly about how Sho had joined the girls and played with them when he wasn't busy with work. It seemed like it didn’t happen all too often, as Sora spoke about it like it was a special treat. Those days were the best, and hearing his daughter talk so fondly about his former band mate made his stomach do small cartwheels.
Again.
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“So, how's Sho-chan? Have you confessed yet?”
Ninomiya Kazunari was the only former group member Jun met regularly. Initially Jun was the only one who decided to stay with Johnny's, as he got an offer to work with stage preparations and that suited him just fine. It was hard work to get a tour concept on paper to become reality, but the end result and to see the performing group and fans enjoy the stage he had created was worth it all. Nino, on the other hand, had left the company along with the other three. Their leader, Ohno Satoshi, had moved to a small sleepy seaside town where he made a living out of fishing and Aiba Masaki had moved back to his hometown and was busy managing the Aiba family restaurant. Sho had gone to television and Nino had disappeared to God knows where for a year or so, before emerging and accepting a job offer as a writer and composer. Although they worked in different departments in the company (and Nino worked a lot from home), they always made sure to drop by and say hi to each other when opportunity knocked. And Nino, knowing the whole story, was more than thrilled to hear that Jun and Sho had started talking again.
“There's nothing to confess. Our daughters are friends and meet regularly, Sakurai-san and I are civil when we meet and that's it.”
“So you're taking it slow for the sake of your children? Is that why you haven't gone down on your knees yet? ‘Oh Sho-chan I love you~ I loved you since I was young and had buck teeth, but now I'm grown up with perfect teeth so my mouth is perfect for sucking your co-”
“NINO! I do not sound like that and don't bring up my ugly teen teeth, please”. Jun’s face was bright red and he tried to shake off the image of being in from of Sho, looking up at him from down below. “Besides, he's married. If his kid is not an issue, then his wife sure is”.
“Hmmm there is that… who is she? The wife, that is?”
“Beats me. I've only ever met with Sakurai-san. Sumire never mentioned her either but I guess she's just as busy as Sakurai-san, if not more”.
“‘Sakurai-san’. Jun-pon, say after me. Sho-chan. Shoooo-chan. You were never formal with him when we were kids, no need to start now. I'm sure Sho-chan doesn't mind a little familiarity”.
Jun ignored Nino and stared at the papers in front if him. He knows Sho wouldn't mind if he was informal, but the thought of it brought back sour memories of his teenage self, following his beloved senpai everywhere he'd go and doing everything to be noticed. He remembered the day of Sho's graduation and how he afterwards has ripped off his second button on his gakuran and given it to Jun. Jun had never felt such happiness; his heart felt like it was about to burst and he felt like he was underwater. His head was spinning and he heard Sho saying something but he couldn't hear a single thing. He had just stood there, dumbfounded, until he could do nothing but smile until his cheeks hurt and blush like he was burning up from inside. When he’d come back from his high, Sho had been gone but he’d been too happy about the button to reflect too much on his absence. No other day would ever compare to this one, he had been sure of it.
(There had been days when he felt a similar kind of happiness. Like the day when he first held Sora in his arms, and wept because this miracle was his flesh and blood. And she was his, only his. Nothing could ever take replace him as her father.)
After Sho's graduation however, things had changed. Sho began to distance himself and gave Jun the cold shoulder more often than not. He'd laugh crudely at Jun’s puppy love and tell him off. The final hit had been when Sho one day came to practice with a huge grin, telling everybody about how he had met someone and she had agreed to be his girlfriend. Jun had never felt such betrayal, even if they weren't together. Hell, they weren't even dating. They never had. Jun had no right to be jealous, but he was. And that had been the beginning of the end of their relationship, both professional and private. Jun stopped following Sho around and started to hang out with others. He found two good friends in Ohno and Nino, who both noticed the rift between Sho and Jun, but never commented much on it. Jun had been grateful. His fragile heart had taken enough damage.
Although it had been years, Jun could still feel the sting of the memories in his eyes. He was over Sho, he had had plenty of relationships after and he had even loved a few. Yes, a part of him would always be weak for Sho but that didn't mean he still wanted to have a romantic relationship with him.
Right?
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It was a Saturday when it happened. Jun was in the kitchen making dinner when he heard a loud shout from upstairs and an even louder cry. Before he could react, small feet came rushing down the stairs and Sora came running into the kitchen, tears streaming down her face.
“Daddy! I hate her! I hate her!”, Sora yelled.
“Sora-chan, what happened?” Jun leaned down to put his arms around his daughter. He could see a red mark on her cheek, covered in a layer of glistening tears.
“Sumire-chan is so mean! We played family and I told her daddy is my mommy too and she yelled at me and said my mommy doesn't want me and that I'm stupid. I told her daddy is enough, I don't need a mommy and she hit me”. More tears started to fall and Jun was at loss of words.
He'd known some found it odd how he and Sora went by without a mother figure, but neither of them had any complaints and he'd never been in a situation before where someone would get physical over the issue. He hugged Sora tight, stroked her long dark brown hair and whispered small soothing words. How he was sure it was all a mistake and that Sumire probably didn't mean anything bad. Sora's tears dried up slowly but surely, and when she was a calm but red eyed mess, he sat her down by the kitchen table with a paper and a few crayons and told her to keep an eye on the food while he spoke to Sumire. Sora took pride in being a big girl and any task her daddy gave her, she'd do. She didn't need to know Jun had already turned off the heat on the stove.
Making his way into Sora's room, he could see Sumire sit against the wall, head against her knees and hiding her face. He walked slowly towards the small figure and sat down next to her.
“Sumire-chan. Would you please tell me what happened?”
Sumire made herself even smaller and Jun signed in defeat. This was not the usually outspoken girl he was used to.
“Sumire-chan, please. I want to help you but I don't know how when I don't know what's going on. Sora-chan said you hit her because she doesn't have a mother.” Silence fell once again until a small voice was heard.
“I didn't hit her because she doesn't have a mom”, Sumire mumbled.
Okay, at least he had gotten the girl to say something.
“Okay. That's good”, Jun said and let the silence envelop them both again. He didn't quite know how to deal with Sumire in this situation. Had it been Sora then he’d known exactly what questions to ask, and his daughter was never one to be quiet so it wouldn't be an issue.
“Sora-chan said she didn't need a mom. She said only Jun-san is enough. That Jun-san is both mom and dad at the same time” Sumire said, and Jun could hear the tears in her voice. Jun chuckled quietly. The small girl obviously had the image of a nuclear family and couldn’t quite understand that family came in other constellations as well.
“I suppose that I am both, in a sense. But I'm mostly just a dad, who sometimes do things moms typically do. There's nothing wrong with a dad doing things a mother usually do. Dads do that because they love their children.” Jun explained, rather fondly.
Sumire then lifted her head, tears threatening to spill at any second.
“Then why can Sora-chan have one dad who is also a mom who loves her when I can't have neither? Mom doesn't want me and dad is too busy with everyone else and I don't want to be alone. Why can't I have a dad like Jun-san” she half screamed half whispered before she broke down. Jun just stared at the broken little girl before he scooped her up in his arms and hugged her tightly. Sumire just kept on crying and clung to him like she was afraid he'd disappear if she ever let go.
Dinner would have to wait. Jun had a call to make.
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“I- I didn't know Sumire felt that way”, Sho said as Jun poured him a cup of tea, having just told the whole story of what had happened that afternoon. Both girls were now asleep; Sora in her room and Sumire was in Jun's bed, surrounded by an ocean of pillows.
“Well, know you do. Though I have no idea what's actually going in here”, Jun said as he put down the kettle and sat down on the sofa next to Sho. He’d had one hell of an evening and Sho's silence annoyed him, and just as he was about to snap-
“We split up.”
Jun's head snapped to Sho and he stared at the older man, who kept his sight down on the table. “What?”
“Ayami and I- we decided to fill for divorce. Our marriage has been falling apart for years now, but it finally hit the ground a few months ago. Apparently she's met someone new, someone from the office next to hers, and she has decided to marry him as soon as our divorce is finalized.”
“Okay, so you don't live together anymore then. I still don't understand why Sumire-chan would say such things. It's not like you're throwing her away just because you're separating, right?” Jun said. Sho closed his eyes and sighed deeply.
“Ayami's pregnant. And she doesn't want anything or anyone to interfere with her new family.”
Jun choked on his own breath. Sho swallowed and continued.
“It's my fault too. When the divorce papers were sent in and Ayami moved out, I threw myself into work. I know Sumire-chan has been lonely but I didn't know what to do. She started to lash out at school and I just- I couldn't deal with it properly and now my daughter have suffered so much. I'm a terrible father”.
“You're not a terrible father. You’re just a bit lost, and that's okay. No one is perfect and no one knows how to handle a situation perfectly the first time it happens. Sumire-chan is a great kid and she's smart. She's been handling this the way her instincts told her to, but I can assure you that she knows her lashing out is wrong. She just doesn't know what else to do, and it's okay. This is something you can work on together, as a family. God knows I've had my tussles with Sora-chan, but we've always worked them out together. You can too”, Jun encouraged.
“Maybe I should take dad lessons from you then, Matsumoto-san?”, Sho said, slightly amused.
“Maybe you should, Sakurai-san”, Jun countered, not thinking about how much it sounded like flirting and how that was not appropriate in this very moment.
Sho looked at Jun. “Thank you for calling me today, and for dealing with my daughter. I'm sorry it happened but I'm also thankful it was you and no one else.”
Jun nodded. “Not a problem. I expect you to take care of my kid when it's my turn to act like an ass”. Sho met Jun's smile and Jun could his cheeks heating up just slightly. That Sakurai Sho smile would always be his weakness.
“I should go, but.. I have a suggestion”, Sho said as he rose from the couch.
“Alright, please do tell.”
“I realise I need to prioritise Sumire-chan more, and I’m sure I can move around my schedule a bit to get more hours off. How about we meet up this weekend? You, me, Sora-chan and Sumire-chan. I don't know about you, but every time Sora-chan's been over she's been going on and on about how she wants to go out to the new cafè right next to school.”
Jun chuckled. “Yeah, it's a dog cafè and Sora-chan is on a mission to get me to adopt a puppy for her. Clearly she’s trying another approach now to convince me to give in.”
“She’s clearly a young lady who knows what she wants”, Sho said fondly. “Well, I have no issues with going to a dog cafè and I'm sure neither is Sumire-chan”.
“Alright, it's a date”, Jun said before realising just exactly what he had just said and he felt his cheeks starting to heat up instantly. Sho just laughed and went to get his daughter, leaving Jun in the living room with a warm feeling in his stomach.
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The dog cafè hangout went well. Very well. In fact, it went so well they decided to make it a permanent meeting every weekend. They'd meet up halfway and walk together to the cafè, order food and a variation of sweets (Jun couldn't stop laughing at Sho's descriptions of how heavenly sent the food was, and how he made eating a cookie look like a out of body experience). Both girls played around with the dogs and had taken a liking to a one year old all brown Lagotto female, which they seemed to favour every time they visited.
Sumire was visibly happier than before, and Sho told Jun about things they'd done outside of their outings. Jun was happy to hear that they were working on their relationship and that it seemed to get better by each day. There had been a slight fallback when the divorce papers had been finalized and Ayami had walked out of their life for good, but they were soon on their feet again. Sho had cut back on work despite complaints from the company, and made sure to make proper time for his daughter.
Sora was also happier than ever, getting to hang out both with daddy, her best friend and her best friend’s dad. She made it no secret that she liked ‘Sho-san’ a lot, and she told Nino this a thousand times when he came to visit them on a Sunday afternoon. Nino kept looking at Jun with a sly smile on his face while Sora ranted away, and Jun suddenly got very invested in staring at a spot on the coffee table.
Jun was a bit conflicted. He knew he had feelings for Sho; there was simply no denying it anymore. But for all he knew, Sho viewed him as a friend and he didn't want to risk their friendship, no matter how much both Nino and Ohno (and Aiba, because apparently Nino couldn't keep his mouth shut) told him to just take a chance. He couldn't do it. Sho, and Sumire, was too important to him and Sora, and while it was nice to play family during their hangouts, it was better to just stay friends with Sho than to lose him. Again.
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It happened in the weirdest of ways. Jun heard the doorbell and knew it was Sho, and so did the kids. Both Sora and Sumire ran out of the kitchen and to the front door to open and let him in.
“Dad! Dad! You’re early! Jun-san's making dinner, so you can come play with us and we'll be complete!”, Sumire screamed happily.
“Yeah! Sho-san, you can be dad!”, Sora laughed.
“What? What are you two talking about? Of course I'll play with you, but Matsumo-”
Sho's throat ran dry when he looked into the kitchen and saw Jun. Jun turned around from the table he was setting and looked at Sho, blushing.
“Apparently I'm Junko today. Welcome in, Sakurai-san, would you like to eat with us as well? We got a bit carried away while playing dress up, and are a bit behind schedule. Sit down, the food is just about ready. Girls, come get the glasses and take a seat!”
“It sounds so weird when you speak so formally! Dad, you should call Jun-san Junko-chan! And Jun-san, you should call dad Sho-chan!” Sumire said loudly.
“Yeah! And Sho-san, no I mean dad! You should kiss mommy when you come home from work. And tell him he looks beautiful! That’s what you do when you play family!” Sora exclaimed, clearly thrilled to have yet another playmate in the house.
Jun could see Sho swallow nervously before he took a few steps closer, eyes trailing over the long flowery dress Jun was wearing. He froze for a second and stared at Jun’s blonde wig before he cleared his throat.
“You… look very beautiful today, Jun...ko”, Sho said and leaned in to place a small peck on Jun's cheek. It only lasted for a second, but to Jun it felt like an eternity and he felt his cheeks flush bright red. He nodded shyly and quickly turned around to rinse the pasta and collect himself. In the background the girls’ giggles could be heard.
And when he finally sat down at the table, he couldn't help but to notice the red spots on Sho's face and the shy look he gave him when their hands touched when he handed him the spatula.
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“Is this my button?”
Jun came out of the kitchen, taking of the itchy blonde wig and scratched his scalp. He looked up to see Sho standing by the cabinet next to the TV. He blushed when he realised exactly what Sho was talking about and he walked over, hands nervously rubbing over the dress fabric. He nodded affirmative.
“I never thought I'd ever see it again. I thought you'd never keep it.” Sho’s sight rested on the old button, where it rested on a red piece of satin fabric next to a few old family photos.
Jun looked at Sho. “What? Of course I'd keep it! Why wouldn't I?”
“Honestly? I thought you were mad at me. That you never wanted to see me again, so why would you keep my button?”, Sho said.
“Mad at you? I was never mad at you. Where did you get that from?” Jun started to get a bit frustrated. What was Sho talking about?
“I gave you my second button. I confessed to you. And you rejected me”, Sho said dejectedly.
“WHAT?” Jun exclaimed. “I never rejected you? When did I reject you?”
“You made it pretty clear that you didn't want me when you didn't answer me for a solid five minutes, you just stared like you'd seen a ghost. You rejected me.”
And this was where something inside of Jun snapped.
“Why would I reject someone I’d been in love with for YEARS!? That is the most stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.”
Sho blinked, confused.
“Wait, what?”
“I was in love with you. I was so, so madly in love with you and when you gave me your button… I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think properly. Everything inside of me were spinning because Sakurai fucking Sho, the love of my life, had just giving me his second fucking button. I couldn't comprehend! And when I finally realised what had happened, you were gone! And then, you were gone for real!”
Sho looked at Jun with wide eyes before he burst into laughter. A hearty, rich, very Sakurai Sho laughter.
“This in not funny, Sho-chan”, Jun said angrily. Sho tried to take deep breaths to calm down before he looked at Jun with a big smile.
“I was in love with you too. I knew you liked me too, but when I confessed and you just stood there and said nothing, didn’t even look at me, I thought perhaps it was too much. You were so young-”
“I'm only a year younger than you.”
“-still. I thought it’d be better to leave you alone, instead of forcing you into a relationship with me.”
“You wouldn't have forced me, Sho-chan.”
“I know that now. Wow, isn’t this a mess? I should’ve just gotten you flowers or something instead of giving you my damn button.”
They were both quiet for a while before Jun broke the silence.
“So. I was in love with you and you were in love with me.” Sho nodded before Jun continued. “I guess I should be mad at you but I can't. If life had played out differently, we wouldn't stand here today. Maybe you wouldn't have Sumire-chan and I wouldn't have Sora-chan.”
“That's true. I wouldn't trade my daughter for anything in the world.”
“Not even me?”, Jun said jokingly.
“Not even you.” Sho chuckled. “Besides, I don't think that door is closed just yet.”
Jun’s eyes turned wide and his body froze.
“Matsumoto Jun. Jun. I'm still very much in love with you.”
Jun froze in his place, feeling his stomach do cartwheels once again and his mouth dried up.
“And I'm pretty confident you at least still like me, considering you dropped your formal speech right after I said I was in love with you all those years ago. But you know, it's not easy to read someone who do nothing but stare at you.” Sho smirked.
Jun blushed. “So what if I am?”
Sho’s smirk turned into a smiled and he leaned in slowly. “So what if you are what?”
“So what if I'm still in love with you”, Jun said. “Maybe, I think we should play family for real.” .
“Maybe”, Sho whispered, “ we should, since we’re already dressed for the rolls”.
And finally, after all these years, their lips met.
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“Sho~!”
Jun panted as he felt two fingers slowly scissor him. They had already been at this for a while and Jun was slowly going insane, where he laid sweaty and panting. Nino had, surprisingly on his own initiative, taken the kids to visit Ohno in his seaside cottage and just as much as their daughters were thrilled to visit their uncle Oh-chan, Jun and Sho were happy to have the house to themselves.
They hadn't really come out to the kids just yet, but considering how they on most nights had sleepover at each other's places and in each other's beds, Sumire and Sora probably understood something was going on. At least Sumire, who had gotten to meet her brand new baby brother and met her mother's new family after many nights of intense shouting into the phone from Sho's side.
“You know, I love watching you when you play dress up with the children; you’re so beautiful in that red dress I don't know what to do to myself. It's not easy to come home and to see you like that the first thing after I've greeted the kids… I want nothing more than to lift you up against the counter, push up that dress and just take you there”, Sho said, pushing his fingers harder against Jun's prostate to emphasise on each word.
Jun was a panting mess and he couldn't stop himself from letting out the most embarrassing of moans. Even after four months of dating and taking advantage of every childfree minute (and once the soundproof room at work. It had served a purpose while Nino was out to get lunch), he still couldn't get over the blushing and embarrassment when Sho got him on the edge. He looked down to see Sho look back up at him while sucking hard on his groin, ignoring his hard leaking cock. His left hand had just grabbed the lube and he was pouring a decent amount on his right hand before easing in another finger. Jun threw his head back and groaned deeply. “God I hate you so much, Sho.”
Sho chuckled against his skin and continued his assault with his fingers. Jun had started to see white spots whenever he was hit just right and he felt like he could come any second now even though he knew he really couldn't. They had tried so many times and he had yet to come untouched once.
Sho seemed to have deemed Jun ready and eased his fingers out. He covered the black little dildo they kept in the bedside table with lube and slowly pushed it inside. Jun groaned loudly, not quite satisfied.
“Schhh I know”, Sho said and pushed the dildo in and out a couple of times. “Just want to make sure you're really stretched enough. I don't want to hurt you.”
Jun wanted to tell Sho that at this point he wouldn't mind if it hurt a bit if it meant Sho could just hurry up and fuck him and let him come. In the end he kept that thought to himself, as Sho took the dildo out and ripped out a condom from its package.
Sho nudged Jun by the hip and Jun turned over instinctively, arranging himself on his knees with his shoulders resting on the bed. He felt Sho slowly push in, inch by inch, and groaned.
When fully inside, Sho draped himself over Jun's back and Jun turned his head as far as he could to claim Sho's mouth. They kissed messily as Sho started to move.
It didn't take them long to build up a rhythm, none of them a passive participant. Their kiss gradually became more of them panting into each other's mouths, and Jun grinded himself against the bed. It didn’t take long until he came in hot spurts, having been on the edge for quite some time already. He felt Sho still moving inside of him but his mind was too clouded to actually feel when Sho finally stilled with a loud moan and spent himself. What he did feel though was when Sho ever so carefully pulled out and rolled Jun on his back to remove the now soiled towel from the bed. He moved around Jun a bit on the bed before he cleaned him up with a damp towel and lastly pulled him closer for a postcoital cuddle. Jun instantly snuggled closer into Sho’s warmth. Sho slowly stroked his fingers carefully up and down Jun’s body and Jun never wanted the feeling to disappear.
“You should move in with me. You and Sumire-chan should move in with Sora-chan and I”, Jun said, sleepy and satisfied.
“You think?” Sho answered.
“Mm yeah. And when we do, we should get the dog from the dog café. I can hardly stand Sora-chan’s nagging and times two? No, let’s get a dog.” Jun turned in Sho's arms to peck him on his nose.
“We can play family every day; you, me, Sumire-chan and Sora-chan. And our dog. And if you're nice and bring me flowers sometimes, maybe I'll let you fuck me in the red dress against the counter.”
END
Title: The Family Game
Pairing: Sakumoto (Sakurai Sho/Matsumoto Jun)
Rating: NC-17 (just be patient)
Warnings: Dad AU, canon but not canon? (Arashi happened but they never reached fame), children, MatsuJun is in a dress at one point. Is Nino cameo considered a warning?
Summary: Matsumoto Jun and Sakurai Sho meet again, thanks to their daughters, and Jun has to deal with the awkwardness and old feelings of his first love.
Notes: Not quite the dad AU I had in mind when I started to write but this is where my mind took me. I hope you’ll enjoy it anyway! Jun’s daughter is named Sora, meaning sky, and Sho’s daughter Sumire can be written with the kanji for purple and flower (sky and purple. Sho’s kanji means to fly or soar and well, I assume most people are aware of Jun’s member color. I thought it’d be quite fitting :3 ).
“Have a seat, Matsumoto-san. Sumire-chan’s parents should be here any minute.”
Matsumoto Jun sat down on the small wooden chair to the left in the classroom. The walls were practically papered with drawings and he couldn't help but smile when he spotted a familiar style he's seen develop over the last few years. There's no doubt the dog drawn on Sora's picture is the fruit of hard practise to try and copy the oil painting Ohno gifted the girl on their last visit at his seaside home. Sora's been nagging him about getting a dog since she first learned how to speak, and only drawing dogs is the newest of attempts to convince her daddy to get her one. He would not give in on that one, but maybe he’d give Leader a call and arrange another weekend hangout. Salmon season hadn't begun yet, right?
A sudden noise from outside the classroom and then a loud knock on the door rattled Jun out of his thoughts.
“Ah, Sakurai-san! How nice of you to finally join us. Not to be rude, but I was expecting to see your wife? She's usually the one to pick up Sumire-chan”, the teacher says to the newly arrived guest.
“Sorry sensei, it's not my intention to disappoint. Forgive me for being late. Ayami-san is unfortunately unable to come, and the meeting I attended…”
Jun’s body froze in his seat. That voice. He'd recognise it anywhere, and not just because he hears it whenever he turns on the TV.
Sakurai Sho. The TV profile of Japan. He had worked his way up from being a errand boy at a small television network, to become a news anchor, host and the narrator in at least two handful of variety shows at the largest broadcast organisation. No one with a TV could possibly escape the voice or face of this man.
Sakurai Sho was also, like Jun, a former Johnny's member, having joined only a year before Jun. They were former colleagues, having debuted together with three other boys.
Former colleague and former love.
Yes, because this Sakurai Sho, with his wide eyes and smile full of teeth, was the very same person the 12 year old Matsumoto Jun had fallen head over heels in love with at first sight during a time when he didn't even really know what love was.
They hadn't met since they signed the papers to disband Arashi, when Jun was 22 years old and bitter, confused and heartbroken.
Now, over 10 years later, fate seemed to have decided to let their paths cross again.
“Have a seat, Sakurai-san. This is Matsumoto-san, Sora's father.”
Jun could see the very moment when Sho registered his presence and realised exactly who it was sitting in the chair next to him. They both nodded politely at each other.
“No need for any formal introduction. We're old friends. It's nice to see you again, Matsumoto-san.”
Old friends. Yeah right. Friends.
Jun felt the bitterness from his youth come back with full force and decided to change the subject.
“Sensei. You said there had been an incident? With Sora-chan and Sumire-chan?”
“Ah yes, sorry. The reason why I called you to this meeting is because the girls has been at each other's throats and the negativity is spreading throughout the class. The other students feel uncomfortable when the girls starts to get verbal. I've tried to separate them and I've tried to talk to them, but they don't listen and they won't tell me what's wrong. Have they said anything at home?”
“I haven't heard anything about this situation. Sumire has been the same as always”, Sho said with a strange look on his face.
“I haven't heard anything either, although now that you mention it... I have noticed that Sora tends to not talk as much about her day at school as she used to”, Jun answered.
“Well, now you're aware of the issue. Me and my colleagues will work hard to solve this problem, but the school can only do so much. I believe it's important for all children to get support from home, and I do think these two girls would benefit from meeting in another environment than school. I know the two of you are both very busy with your respective careers, but maybe you could arrange a meeting of sorts, so the girls can meet outside of school. Let them get used to each other. I'm sure they could become the best of friends if they get over this quarrel, whatever it is about. And with their fathers already being friends, a good example has already been set.”
“Yeah, friends”, Jun muttered under his breath.
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That was two months ago. Two months since Sakurai Sho walked into Jun’s life again, this time with a spawn. Okay, that was unfair. Sumire was a lovely girl, bright and witty. Jun supposed she looked like her mother, whom he had yet to encounter, but whenever she smiled and her eyes widened she transformed into the spitting image of her father. Jun couldn't help but to from back whenever he was met with that image.
They had made a deal to alternate between the two of them. Jun and Sora would have Sumire over every odd weekend, and Sho would take Sora for a while on even weekends. The two girls had been quiet and awkward with each other at first, but soon warmed up and played together like nothing had ever happened. Jun and Sho only met when they dropped off or picked up their respective child, and only made awkward small talk while waiting for the girls to get ready to leave. At least the girls didn't notice the way their fathers struggled. Sora had taken a liking to Sho and once in a while she'd talk excitedly about how Sho had joined the girls and played with them when he wasn't busy with work. It seemed like it didn’t happen all too often, as Sora spoke about it like it was a special treat. Those days were the best, and hearing his daughter talk so fondly about his former band mate made his stomach do small cartwheels.
Again.
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“So, how's Sho-chan? Have you confessed yet?”
Ninomiya Kazunari was the only former group member Jun met regularly. Initially Jun was the only one who decided to stay with Johnny's, as he got an offer to work with stage preparations and that suited him just fine. It was hard work to get a tour concept on paper to become reality, but the end result and to see the performing group and fans enjoy the stage he had created was worth it all. Nino, on the other hand, had left the company along with the other three. Their leader, Ohno Satoshi, had moved to a small sleepy seaside town where he made a living out of fishing and Aiba Masaki had moved back to his hometown and was busy managing the Aiba family restaurant. Sho had gone to television and Nino had disappeared to God knows where for a year or so, before emerging and accepting a job offer as a writer and composer. Although they worked in different departments in the company (and Nino worked a lot from home), they always made sure to drop by and say hi to each other when opportunity knocked. And Nino, knowing the whole story, was more than thrilled to hear that Jun and Sho had started talking again.
“There's nothing to confess. Our daughters are friends and meet regularly, Sakurai-san and I are civil when we meet and that's it.”
“So you're taking it slow for the sake of your children? Is that why you haven't gone down on your knees yet? ‘Oh Sho-chan I love you~ I loved you since I was young and had buck teeth, but now I'm grown up with perfect teeth so my mouth is perfect for sucking your co-”
“NINO! I do not sound like that and don't bring up my ugly teen teeth, please”. Jun’s face was bright red and he tried to shake off the image of being in from of Sho, looking up at him from down below. “Besides, he's married. If his kid is not an issue, then his wife sure is”.
“Hmmm there is that… who is she? The wife, that is?”
“Beats me. I've only ever met with Sakurai-san. Sumire never mentioned her either but I guess she's just as busy as Sakurai-san, if not more”.
“‘Sakurai-san’. Jun-pon, say after me. Sho-chan. Shoooo-chan. You were never formal with him when we were kids, no need to start now. I'm sure Sho-chan doesn't mind a little familiarity”.
Jun ignored Nino and stared at the papers in front if him. He knows Sho wouldn't mind if he was informal, but the thought of it brought back sour memories of his teenage self, following his beloved senpai everywhere he'd go and doing everything to be noticed. He remembered the day of Sho's graduation and how he afterwards has ripped off his second button on his gakuran and given it to Jun. Jun had never felt such happiness; his heart felt like it was about to burst and he felt like he was underwater. His head was spinning and he heard Sho saying something but he couldn't hear a single thing. He had just stood there, dumbfounded, until he could do nothing but smile until his cheeks hurt and blush like he was burning up from inside. When he’d come back from his high, Sho had been gone but he’d been too happy about the button to reflect too much on his absence. No other day would ever compare to this one, he had been sure of it.
(There had been days when he felt a similar kind of happiness. Like the day when he first held Sora in his arms, and wept because this miracle was his flesh and blood. And she was his, only his. Nothing could ever take replace him as her father.)
After Sho's graduation however, things had changed. Sho began to distance himself and gave Jun the cold shoulder more often than not. He'd laugh crudely at Jun’s puppy love and tell him off. The final hit had been when Sho one day came to practice with a huge grin, telling everybody about how he had met someone and she had agreed to be his girlfriend. Jun had never felt such betrayal, even if they weren't together. Hell, they weren't even dating. They never had. Jun had no right to be jealous, but he was. And that had been the beginning of the end of their relationship, both professional and private. Jun stopped following Sho around and started to hang out with others. He found two good friends in Ohno and Nino, who both noticed the rift between Sho and Jun, but never commented much on it. Jun had been grateful. His fragile heart had taken enough damage.
Although it had been years, Jun could still feel the sting of the memories in his eyes. He was over Sho, he had had plenty of relationships after and he had even loved a few. Yes, a part of him would always be weak for Sho but that didn't mean he still wanted to have a romantic relationship with him.
Right?
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It was a Saturday when it happened. Jun was in the kitchen making dinner when he heard a loud shout from upstairs and an even louder cry. Before he could react, small feet came rushing down the stairs and Sora came running into the kitchen, tears streaming down her face.
“Daddy! I hate her! I hate her!”, Sora yelled.
“Sora-chan, what happened?” Jun leaned down to put his arms around his daughter. He could see a red mark on her cheek, covered in a layer of glistening tears.
“Sumire-chan is so mean! We played family and I told her daddy is my mommy too and she yelled at me and said my mommy doesn't want me and that I'm stupid. I told her daddy is enough, I don't need a mommy and she hit me”. More tears started to fall and Jun was at loss of words.
He'd known some found it odd how he and Sora went by without a mother figure, but neither of them had any complaints and he'd never been in a situation before where someone would get physical over the issue. He hugged Sora tight, stroked her long dark brown hair and whispered small soothing words. How he was sure it was all a mistake and that Sumire probably didn't mean anything bad. Sora's tears dried up slowly but surely, and when she was a calm but red eyed mess, he sat her down by the kitchen table with a paper and a few crayons and told her to keep an eye on the food while he spoke to Sumire. Sora took pride in being a big girl and any task her daddy gave her, she'd do. She didn't need to know Jun had already turned off the heat on the stove.
Making his way into Sora's room, he could see Sumire sit against the wall, head against her knees and hiding her face. He walked slowly towards the small figure and sat down next to her.
“Sumire-chan. Would you please tell me what happened?”
Sumire made herself even smaller and Jun signed in defeat. This was not the usually outspoken girl he was used to.
“Sumire-chan, please. I want to help you but I don't know how when I don't know what's going on. Sora-chan said you hit her because she doesn't have a mother.” Silence fell once again until a small voice was heard.
“I didn't hit her because she doesn't have a mom”, Sumire mumbled.
Okay, at least he had gotten the girl to say something.
“Okay. That's good”, Jun said and let the silence envelop them both again. He didn't quite know how to deal with Sumire in this situation. Had it been Sora then he’d known exactly what questions to ask, and his daughter was never one to be quiet so it wouldn't be an issue.
“Sora-chan said she didn't need a mom. She said only Jun-san is enough. That Jun-san is both mom and dad at the same time” Sumire said, and Jun could hear the tears in her voice. Jun chuckled quietly. The small girl obviously had the image of a nuclear family and couldn’t quite understand that family came in other constellations as well.
“I suppose that I am both, in a sense. But I'm mostly just a dad, who sometimes do things moms typically do. There's nothing wrong with a dad doing things a mother usually do. Dads do that because they love their children.” Jun explained, rather fondly.
Sumire then lifted her head, tears threatening to spill at any second.
“Then why can Sora-chan have one dad who is also a mom who loves her when I can't have neither? Mom doesn't want me and dad is too busy with everyone else and I don't want to be alone. Why can't I have a dad like Jun-san” she half screamed half whispered before she broke down. Jun just stared at the broken little girl before he scooped her up in his arms and hugged her tightly. Sumire just kept on crying and clung to him like she was afraid he'd disappear if she ever let go.
Dinner would have to wait. Jun had a call to make.
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“I- I didn't know Sumire felt that way”, Sho said as Jun poured him a cup of tea, having just told the whole story of what had happened that afternoon. Both girls were now asleep; Sora in her room and Sumire was in Jun's bed, surrounded by an ocean of pillows.
“Well, know you do. Though I have no idea what's actually going in here”, Jun said as he put down the kettle and sat down on the sofa next to Sho. He’d had one hell of an evening and Sho's silence annoyed him, and just as he was about to snap-
“We split up.”
Jun's head snapped to Sho and he stared at the older man, who kept his sight down on the table. “What?”
“Ayami and I- we decided to fill for divorce. Our marriage has been falling apart for years now, but it finally hit the ground a few months ago. Apparently she's met someone new, someone from the office next to hers, and she has decided to marry him as soon as our divorce is finalized.”
“Okay, so you don't live together anymore then. I still don't understand why Sumire-chan would say such things. It's not like you're throwing her away just because you're separating, right?” Jun said. Sho closed his eyes and sighed deeply.
“Ayami's pregnant. And she doesn't want anything or anyone to interfere with her new family.”
Jun choked on his own breath. Sho swallowed and continued.
“It's my fault too. When the divorce papers were sent in and Ayami moved out, I threw myself into work. I know Sumire-chan has been lonely but I didn't know what to do. She started to lash out at school and I just- I couldn't deal with it properly and now my daughter have suffered so much. I'm a terrible father”.
“You're not a terrible father. You’re just a bit lost, and that's okay. No one is perfect and no one knows how to handle a situation perfectly the first time it happens. Sumire-chan is a great kid and she's smart. She's been handling this the way her instincts told her to, but I can assure you that she knows her lashing out is wrong. She just doesn't know what else to do, and it's okay. This is something you can work on together, as a family. God knows I've had my tussles with Sora-chan, but we've always worked them out together. You can too”, Jun encouraged.
“Maybe I should take dad lessons from you then, Matsumoto-san?”, Sho said, slightly amused.
“Maybe you should, Sakurai-san”, Jun countered, not thinking about how much it sounded like flirting and how that was not appropriate in this very moment.
Sho looked at Jun. “Thank you for calling me today, and for dealing with my daughter. I'm sorry it happened but I'm also thankful it was you and no one else.”
Jun nodded. “Not a problem. I expect you to take care of my kid when it's my turn to act like an ass”. Sho met Jun's smile and Jun could his cheeks heating up just slightly. That Sakurai Sho smile would always be his weakness.
“I should go, but.. I have a suggestion”, Sho said as he rose from the couch.
“Alright, please do tell.”
“I realise I need to prioritise Sumire-chan more, and I’m sure I can move around my schedule a bit to get more hours off. How about we meet up this weekend? You, me, Sora-chan and Sumire-chan. I don't know about you, but every time Sora-chan's been over she's been going on and on about how she wants to go out to the new cafè right next to school.”
Jun chuckled. “Yeah, it's a dog cafè and Sora-chan is on a mission to get me to adopt a puppy for her. Clearly she’s trying another approach now to convince me to give in.”
“She’s clearly a young lady who knows what she wants”, Sho said fondly. “Well, I have no issues with going to a dog cafè and I'm sure neither is Sumire-chan”.
“Alright, it's a date”, Jun said before realising just exactly what he had just said and he felt his cheeks starting to heat up instantly. Sho just laughed and went to get his daughter, leaving Jun in the living room with a warm feeling in his stomach.
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The dog cafè hangout went well. Very well. In fact, it went so well they decided to make it a permanent meeting every weekend. They'd meet up halfway and walk together to the cafè, order food and a variation of sweets (Jun couldn't stop laughing at Sho's descriptions of how heavenly sent the food was, and how he made eating a cookie look like a out of body experience). Both girls played around with the dogs and had taken a liking to a one year old all brown Lagotto female, which they seemed to favour every time they visited.
Sumire was visibly happier than before, and Sho told Jun about things they'd done outside of their outings. Jun was happy to hear that they were working on their relationship and that it seemed to get better by each day. There had been a slight fallback when the divorce papers had been finalized and Ayami had walked out of their life for good, but they were soon on their feet again. Sho had cut back on work despite complaints from the company, and made sure to make proper time for his daughter.
Sora was also happier than ever, getting to hang out both with daddy, her best friend and her best friend’s dad. She made it no secret that she liked ‘Sho-san’ a lot, and she told Nino this a thousand times when he came to visit them on a Sunday afternoon. Nino kept looking at Jun with a sly smile on his face while Sora ranted away, and Jun suddenly got very invested in staring at a spot on the coffee table.
Jun was a bit conflicted. He knew he had feelings for Sho; there was simply no denying it anymore. But for all he knew, Sho viewed him as a friend and he didn't want to risk their friendship, no matter how much both Nino and Ohno (and Aiba, because apparently Nino couldn't keep his mouth shut) told him to just take a chance. He couldn't do it. Sho, and Sumire, was too important to him and Sora, and while it was nice to play family during their hangouts, it was better to just stay friends with Sho than to lose him. Again.
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It happened in the weirdest of ways. Jun heard the doorbell and knew it was Sho, and so did the kids. Both Sora and Sumire ran out of the kitchen and to the front door to open and let him in.
“Dad! Dad! You’re early! Jun-san's making dinner, so you can come play with us and we'll be complete!”, Sumire screamed happily.
“Yeah! Sho-san, you can be dad!”, Sora laughed.
“What? What are you two talking about? Of course I'll play with you, but Matsumo-”
Sho's throat ran dry when he looked into the kitchen and saw Jun. Jun turned around from the table he was setting and looked at Sho, blushing.
“Apparently I'm Junko today. Welcome in, Sakurai-san, would you like to eat with us as well? We got a bit carried away while playing dress up, and are a bit behind schedule. Sit down, the food is just about ready. Girls, come get the glasses and take a seat!”
“It sounds so weird when you speak so formally! Dad, you should call Jun-san Junko-chan! And Jun-san, you should call dad Sho-chan!” Sumire said loudly.
“Yeah! And Sho-san, no I mean dad! You should kiss mommy when you come home from work. And tell him he looks beautiful! That’s what you do when you play family!” Sora exclaimed, clearly thrilled to have yet another playmate in the house.
Jun could see Sho swallow nervously before he took a few steps closer, eyes trailing over the long flowery dress Jun was wearing. He froze for a second and stared at Jun’s blonde wig before he cleared his throat.
“You… look very beautiful today, Jun...ko”, Sho said and leaned in to place a small peck on Jun's cheek. It only lasted for a second, but to Jun it felt like an eternity and he felt his cheeks flush bright red. He nodded shyly and quickly turned around to rinse the pasta and collect himself. In the background the girls’ giggles could be heard.
And when he finally sat down at the table, he couldn't help but to notice the red spots on Sho's face and the shy look he gave him when their hands touched when he handed him the spatula.
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“Is this my button?”
Jun came out of the kitchen, taking of the itchy blonde wig and scratched his scalp. He looked up to see Sho standing by the cabinet next to the TV. He blushed when he realised exactly what Sho was talking about and he walked over, hands nervously rubbing over the dress fabric. He nodded affirmative.
“I never thought I'd ever see it again. I thought you'd never keep it.” Sho’s sight rested on the old button, where it rested on a red piece of satin fabric next to a few old family photos.
Jun looked at Sho. “What? Of course I'd keep it! Why wouldn't I?”
“Honestly? I thought you were mad at me. That you never wanted to see me again, so why would you keep my button?”, Sho said.
“Mad at you? I was never mad at you. Where did you get that from?” Jun started to get a bit frustrated. What was Sho talking about?
“I gave you my second button. I confessed to you. And you rejected me”, Sho said dejectedly.
“WHAT?” Jun exclaimed. “I never rejected you? When did I reject you?”
“You made it pretty clear that you didn't want me when you didn't answer me for a solid five minutes, you just stared like you'd seen a ghost. You rejected me.”
And this was where something inside of Jun snapped.
“Why would I reject someone I’d been in love with for YEARS!? That is the most stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.”
Sho blinked, confused.
“Wait, what?”
“I was in love with you. I was so, so madly in love with you and when you gave me your button… I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think properly. Everything inside of me were spinning because Sakurai fucking Sho, the love of my life, had just giving me his second fucking button. I couldn't comprehend! And when I finally realised what had happened, you were gone! And then, you were gone for real!”
Sho looked at Jun with wide eyes before he burst into laughter. A hearty, rich, very Sakurai Sho laughter.
“This in not funny, Sho-chan”, Jun said angrily. Sho tried to take deep breaths to calm down before he looked at Jun with a big smile.
“I was in love with you too. I knew you liked me too, but when I confessed and you just stood there and said nothing, didn’t even look at me, I thought perhaps it was too much. You were so young-”
“I'm only a year younger than you.”
“-still. I thought it’d be better to leave you alone, instead of forcing you into a relationship with me.”
“You wouldn't have forced me, Sho-chan.”
“I know that now. Wow, isn’t this a mess? I should’ve just gotten you flowers or something instead of giving you my damn button.”
They were both quiet for a while before Jun broke the silence.
“So. I was in love with you and you were in love with me.” Sho nodded before Jun continued. “I guess I should be mad at you but I can't. If life had played out differently, we wouldn't stand here today. Maybe you wouldn't have Sumire-chan and I wouldn't have Sora-chan.”
“That's true. I wouldn't trade my daughter for anything in the world.”
“Not even me?”, Jun said jokingly.
“Not even you.” Sho chuckled. “Besides, I don't think that door is closed just yet.”
Jun’s eyes turned wide and his body froze.
“Matsumoto Jun. Jun. I'm still very much in love with you.”
Jun froze in his place, feeling his stomach do cartwheels once again and his mouth dried up.
“And I'm pretty confident you at least still like me, considering you dropped your formal speech right after I said I was in love with you all those years ago. But you know, it's not easy to read someone who do nothing but stare at you.” Sho smirked.
Jun blushed. “So what if I am?”
Sho’s smirk turned into a smiled and he leaned in slowly. “So what if you are what?”
“So what if I'm still in love with you”, Jun said. “Maybe, I think we should play family for real.” .
“Maybe”, Sho whispered, “ we should, since we’re already dressed for the rolls”.
And finally, after all these years, their lips met.
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“Sho~!”
Jun panted as he felt two fingers slowly scissor him. They had already been at this for a while and Jun was slowly going insane, where he laid sweaty and panting. Nino had, surprisingly on his own initiative, taken the kids to visit Ohno in his seaside cottage and just as much as their daughters were thrilled to visit their uncle Oh-chan, Jun and Sho were happy to have the house to themselves.
They hadn't really come out to the kids just yet, but considering how they on most nights had sleepover at each other's places and in each other's beds, Sumire and Sora probably understood something was going on. At least Sumire, who had gotten to meet her brand new baby brother and met her mother's new family after many nights of intense shouting into the phone from Sho's side.
“You know, I love watching you when you play dress up with the children; you’re so beautiful in that red dress I don't know what to do to myself. It's not easy to come home and to see you like that the first thing after I've greeted the kids… I want nothing more than to lift you up against the counter, push up that dress and just take you there”, Sho said, pushing his fingers harder against Jun's prostate to emphasise on each word.
Jun was a panting mess and he couldn't stop himself from letting out the most embarrassing of moans. Even after four months of dating and taking advantage of every childfree minute (and once the soundproof room at work. It had served a purpose while Nino was out to get lunch), he still couldn't get over the blushing and embarrassment when Sho got him on the edge. He looked down to see Sho look back up at him while sucking hard on his groin, ignoring his hard leaking cock. His left hand had just grabbed the lube and he was pouring a decent amount on his right hand before easing in another finger. Jun threw his head back and groaned deeply. “God I hate you so much, Sho.”
Sho chuckled against his skin and continued his assault with his fingers. Jun had started to see white spots whenever he was hit just right and he felt like he could come any second now even though he knew he really couldn't. They had tried so many times and he had yet to come untouched once.
Sho seemed to have deemed Jun ready and eased his fingers out. He covered the black little dildo they kept in the bedside table with lube and slowly pushed it inside. Jun groaned loudly, not quite satisfied.
“Schhh I know”, Sho said and pushed the dildo in and out a couple of times. “Just want to make sure you're really stretched enough. I don't want to hurt you.”
Jun wanted to tell Sho that at this point he wouldn't mind if it hurt a bit if it meant Sho could just hurry up and fuck him and let him come. In the end he kept that thought to himself, as Sho took the dildo out and ripped out a condom from its package.
Sho nudged Jun by the hip and Jun turned over instinctively, arranging himself on his knees with his shoulders resting on the bed. He felt Sho slowly push in, inch by inch, and groaned.
When fully inside, Sho draped himself over Jun's back and Jun turned his head as far as he could to claim Sho's mouth. They kissed messily as Sho started to move.
It didn't take them long to build up a rhythm, none of them a passive participant. Their kiss gradually became more of them panting into each other's mouths, and Jun grinded himself against the bed. It didn’t take long until he came in hot spurts, having been on the edge for quite some time already. He felt Sho still moving inside of him but his mind was too clouded to actually feel when Sho finally stilled with a loud moan and spent himself. What he did feel though was when Sho ever so carefully pulled out and rolled Jun on his back to remove the now soiled towel from the bed. He moved around Jun a bit on the bed before he cleaned him up with a damp towel and lastly pulled him closer for a postcoital cuddle. Jun instantly snuggled closer into Sho’s warmth. Sho slowly stroked his fingers carefully up and down Jun’s body and Jun never wanted the feeling to disappear.
“You should move in with me. You and Sumire-chan should move in with Sora-chan and I”, Jun said, sleepy and satisfied.
“You think?” Sho answered.
“Mm yeah. And when we do, we should get the dog from the dog café. I can hardly stand Sora-chan’s nagging and times two? No, let’s get a dog.” Jun turned in Sho's arms to peck him on his nose.
“We can play family every day; you, me, Sumire-chan and Sora-chan. And our dog. And if you're nice and bring me flowers sometimes, maybe I'll let you fuck me in the red dress against the counter.”
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