fic for ryobecca
Title: Chain Reaction
Rating: PG-13
Threesome: Kamenashi Kazuya/Tanaka Koki/Akanishi Jin
Summary: One sick Kame, one Koki taking care of him, one Jin wanting to turn back time and a hundred sixty-eight hours spent together in the same apartment.
Warnings: There is nothing in the fic that needs warning, I think.
Notes: Dear ryobecca, I hope you will like this piece ♥
It was weird. It wasn’t that Kame running late was unusual; he had the biggest workload in KAT-TUN after all but Kame not arriving in time for the most important promotion shooting for Queen of Pirates was just very unlikely of him. There was only three minutes left until KAT-TUN had to walk down the white stairs of the Music Station studio where later on, they would perform a special medley with a few tracks from their new album. Jin bit his lips nervously. Where could he be disappeared? He had the whole day off so he could have easily made it here in time.
“What the hell, Kame,” Koki cursed beside him, most likely having the same thoughts as Jin.
The whole band was worried about Kame’s absence but Koki looked the most anxious among them.
“I’ll call him,” Jin offered.
“Already doing it,” Koki mumbled beside him, already going through his contacts for Kame’s number.
Jin, Junno, Ueda, and Maru watched Koki as he held the device to his ear, waiting for the line to connect, lips pressed together tightly. When nobody picked it up, he tried again.
“He isn’t picking up,” Koki said, nervously looking at Maru.
“If he doesn’t show up till the end of the show, we’ll go search for him,” Maru said as he checked his watch.
Only when a member of another group bumped into Jin, did they realize that the show was already rolling and they should listen to Tamori-san, his voice echoing behind the set from the studio.
An hour later, when KAT-TUN was done with the filming, Kame was still nowhere to be found. The story Koki came up with in front of the cameras was of a meeting with the management about some changes regarding Cartoon KAT-TUN and since Kame acted as their representative most of the time, he attended the meeting today too. It seemed like everybody believed them, but that didn’t ease the band’s worry the slightest.
“I’m checking if he’s, by any chance, at home,” Koki said in the changing room, dressed in his street clothes already, while he reached for his bag.
“I’m going with you,” Jin grabbed his own pack and followed Koki down the corridor.
“No need to come,” His band mate answered without even looking at him. “Check other places instead. Maybe he’s drinking his ass off again or was in the gym or in the park he likes to go to so much or in the- Just go and check, okay? Tell the others to do the same,” With that, the rapper of KAT-TUN ran off, leaving a slightly annoyed Jin behind.
He hated when Koki was bossy; that man was extra unbearable when Kame wasn’t nearby. “Jerk,” Jin grumbled and stopped running after him.
“But he’s right,” Maru said, patting him on the shoulder as he walked past Jin. “We have more chance to find him if we go in six separate ways. And you know Koki doesn’t mean to be a jerk. He’s always like that when something happens to Kame.”
Jin ended up checking all the places Koki had suggested, but with little luck. No one had seen Kame, not even the guards in the park. He hoped the others had more luck. He quickly went through all of the places they frequented in his mind but couldn’t find a reason why Kame would go to any of them. How was it possible to vanish from the world’s surface so easily? If he had been kidnapped, a threatening message would have already been sent to the management but they hadn’t received anything. Also, if Kame had been drunk or got lost somewhere, he would have already called somebody by now for sure; if there was one thing Kamenashi Kazuya would never do in his life, then it was skipping work. If he had ever done that before, there had always been a serious reason behind it.
If only they had been as close they used to be. But then, things had changed and the time when Kame would run to Jin with his troubles had long been over. Jin missed those times; If Kame could still rely on him, he would have already called him and now everything would be fine.
Once he got a hold of Kame, he wouldn’t let him slip away ever again, Jin swore.
He fished out his cell phone from his pocket and called Kame without a second thought. It was mostly Jin’s fault that Kame had distanced himself and Jin cursed himself for leaving the younger one alone when his presence had been the most needed. During Nobuta and the debut, Kame was on the edge of breaking and instead of supporting him, Jin had chosen to childishly ignore him. He wanted to slap himself that he only realized what he had to do when it was already too late. Who knew where Kame could be now… Maybe in a dark alley, beaten up by the yakuza, or in a warehouse kidnapped and tied up, or…
Jin pressed the tiny green button on his cell phone and waited impatiently for someone to receive his call and swapped all other thoughts away. To his biggest surprise, someone did pick up Kame’s phone and in the next moment he already knew who it was.
“Akanishi?” It was Koki.
“Koki?!” Jin asked, shocked. “How do you-“
“I found Kame, he’s at home right now, with me.”
“What? So he’s not in danger anymore? No one kidnapped him or beat him up, right? Why didn’t you call me?” Jin said in one breath. “Do you know how worried I was?”
“Sorry,” Came the flat answer from the other end of the line; Jin’s little tirade didn’t seem to have any effect on the blond guy. “I’m not used to you being worried about Kame.”
No matter how much truth there was in Koki’s reply, it still stabbed Jin in the heart a little. Koki must have noticed it too because he sighed and told Jin what happened to Kame.
“He has fallen ill and slept through the whole day. I’m taking care of him now. I’m in the middle of making some dinner so I have to go back before the rice burns.”
“I’m coming over,” Jin hurried to say before Koki could hang up on him. “Should I bring anything? Medicines perhaps, or tissues, or something…”
“I didn’t find any medicines, so if you could get something for his fever…”
“Will be there in a moment!”
“Okay, bye,” Was all his band mate answered and before Jin had time to respond, the call was already over.
Jin returned to his car a bit relieved; Kame was at home and safe. It was only sickness that he would overcome in one-two days.
Jin had an idea and with a huge smile on his face, drove off to his mother.
*
He arrived to Kame’s apartment building more than two hours later. Jin had counted every minute until his mother finished the soup he had requested for Kame. Now he could finally be with Kame and help him get better.
The apartment was dark, as he closed the door behind him - Koki must had left it open for him so he would not disturb Kame with his ringing or knocking. He kicked off his shoes and headed towards the kitchen. Kame was most definitely in his room, sleeping, and Koki might have fallen asleep too since his call. The view that greeted him in the kitchen made Jin freeze for a moment; the place looked like as if a tornado had been storming its way through it. But then he remembered that Koki wanted to make some dinner … The state he had left the room just showed perfectly how much Jin’s blond band mate was familiar with cooking and Jin felt relieved that he brought edible food for Kame.
Jin hoped the soup was still warm. He drove here as fast as possible to serve the most delicious food without microwaving it. He was lucky; as he took the white plastic box out of the bag, it burned his fingers a little. A few seconds later he was already on his way to Kame’s room with a tray in his hands. As he peaked excitedly into Kame’s room-the door was left open-, he saw something that he wasn’t the tiniest prepared for, and the soup almost fell from his hands; he could do nothing but watch the scene unfolding on Kame’s bed.
He couldn’t really see that much. Koki’s body blocked most of it but the way he leaned forward, towards Kame and how he supported his weight on his arms was enough to give away what was happening - so did Kame’s hands which were hesitantly resting on either side of Koki’s shoulders, gentle fingers caressing the bare skin under the tank top.
Jin ignored his aching heart and he didn’t look away from the two of them. The weirdest pair in the world, that was Kame and Koki. The man who had disliked Kame and Jin the most in their junior years was now sitting on the edge of Kame’s bed, kissing Kame’s lips and then rearranging his pillows to make the bed more comfortable.
Jin decided to pretend that he hadn’t seen anything. He made some noise as if he had just arrived and knocked on the door lightly. When Kame and Koki turned towards him, he held out the steaming soup and showed a lopsided grin as he entered the room.
“Mum sends this just for you,” He sing-sang and approached the pair on the bed; he was glad that the pain in his chest didn’t show in his voice. “I know you already had what Koki made for you,” He looked at the remains of rice and vegetables, “But this will do your throat and stomach good and will kill all the bacteria inside you.”
“He just said he’s fu-“
“Thank you, Jin,” Kame cut in. “I’d love to have it.”
He smiled tiredly at Jin. That smile finally brought the so called sunshine smile to Jin face; the one he forgot he had, it was so long ago that it was plastered over his face. He felt Koki’s eyes burning a hole in his forehead as he approached the pair. Carefully, he put the tray onto Kame’s lap, making extra sure that it wouldn’t turn upside down if Kame lifted his arm.
“Can you eat it by yourself or should I-“
“I’ll help him, thanks for the soup,” This time it was Koki who cut in Jin’s words.
“O-Okay… I’ll… I’ll just sit down then,” Jin answered lamely, suddenly feeling like the third wheel in the room. It was weird; sometimes he felt the same when he was with Yamapi and Ryo but it never bothered him too much. The three of them were pretty close friends-and his best friend was Yamapi-but with Kame… Even if their relationship took a bad turn a few years ago, they used to be more than just best friends and Jin had never felt unwanted when he was with Kame and a third person. Well, the truth was, he wasn’t used to Kame having close friends other than him so when he returned from America, he was slightly surprised to find the two boys who carefully avoided being together in the past now suddenly all over each other.
“So, how is it?” Jin asked, missing the cry of ‘So delicious~!’ that came every time Kame ate anything other than his own cooks.
“The same as I remembered,” Kame smiled contently. He was half sitting-half lying in the bed, with a couple of pillows propped behind his back.
The answer made Jin smile just as brightly as a few minutes ago. Even if Kame was with Koki now, he didn’t forget everything that happened with Jin, after all. It eased the jealousy in his chest a tiny bit.
“Great then,” He answered in a voice he hoped was as light and ordinary as he wished it to be. “Mum said to rest a lot and to get better soon.”
“Thank you.”
Kame not feeling-or at least not showing-that Jin was a third wheel also made things easier for Jin. Or was it just the sickness that made Kame too weak to argue? Whatever it was, Jin was glad for it. As of what would happen when Kame got better, he didn’t know and honestly, he didn’t even want to know.
Not even a few minutes passed until Kame fell asleep again. The warm food did wonders to Kame; He looked less pale now and obviously it made him happy that his friends made him dinner, even if he could eat only a little.
Jin helped Koki take the leftovers to the kitchen and as soundlessly as possible, he closed the door to Kame’s room.
“So, what happened?” Jin asked after making sure the kitchen door was closed too - just in case they ended up shouting at each other; Jin didn’t want Kame to wake up to the noise.
“The storm yesterday caught him as he hurried to the Popolo interview,” Koki explained. “You know how he always forgets to take an umbrella. The medicines I found here didn’t help much, so I hope at least your mother’s wonder soup will do something.”
“Unn,” Jin nodded, fidgeting in his place. Koki had been angry with him earlier but it seemed he had finally calmed down. Jin took his handbag from the counter he had previously put it and handed Koki all the medicines his mother sent.
“You can go home now,” Koki said after he put the medicines on the top of the refrigerator and turned to wash the dishes. “I can take care of Kame.”
“No, I’ll stay,” Jin hurried to answer. “I’m worried about him too.”
Koki snickered at that but Jin chose to remain silent. Koki had always been an overprotecting kid. No matter if it was about his new toy, a book or a roller blade, he had never let anyone touch them without special permission. Jin found an awful lot of similarity between the kid’s and the adult Koki’s behavior right now.
Koki gave in to his persistence in the end. “But don’t trouble or upset him like you usually do.”
“I know, okay,” Jin retorted, annoyed at how Koki treated him.
“Oooo-kay,” Koki sighed but made no further comments.
After they had cleaned up the mess Koki had created in the kitchen, they checked on Kame one last time that evening. The sick man was still in a deep sleep; He snuggled to a huge pillow which Koki had put under Kame’s blanket sometime in the afternoon and which Kame was hugging, unconsciously enjoying the comfortable warmness as the heavy blankets he was tucked under weren’t enough.
“He caught an ugly cold,” Koki said once they settled down in the living room. The blond man was noticeably calmer now that he made sure Kame would live. “He’s a lot better now, though even with the fever, nausea, dizziness, and a loss of appetite, aching body, head and throat... I’m so sure someone at Popolo infected him with the bacteria. I can’t believe he didn’t call me this morning.”
Koki looked around and then glared at Jin. Jin could very much imagine him murder the unfortunate soul that had previously sneezed at Kame.
“Hey, it wasn’t me, okay?” Jin protected himself. “He works with a lot of people, things like this are just unavoidable,” He answered, feeling uncomfortable under Koki’s intense stare even if this time it wasn’t Jin who should be blamed. “I wonder where I can sleep…”
“Oh, I’ve already made myself comfortable in Kame’s guest room,” Koki informed him. “It has only one bed and that leaves you sleeping on the couch, right?”
“Uh,” Jin answered cleverly. “I think it’s a pull-out sofa, so that’ll be okay…” Jin hated to sleep on couches and sofas but he found it better to not talk back to Koki tonight.
*
Jin had to be up early the next morning. The dubbing for Speed Racer started at eight every morning so he had to be off at seven in order to not be late. It was a fortunate that Kame’s apartment was closer to the studio than his so he had some extra time to laze around on the sofa. But today Jin just couldn’t stay in bed - he had the urge to get up immediately and wander in the apartment; He had wanted to examine Kame’s place but he hadn’t gotten the chance yesterday night. But neither Koki nor Kame was awake yet so Jin could freely move around in the rooms without anyone disturbing or keeping an eye on him.
Kame had a homey feeling in his apartment, something entirely different from what Jin had imagined; Jin expected to see black, grey and white furniture made of metal and leather, but he found colors everywhere he looked. And plastic, a lot of plastic. He should have known better - Kame’s childhood room was filled with silly looking plastic shelves in six colors and carpet with little images of cartoon printed on the material. But he would have never expected that Kame brought anything to his new apartment that reminded him of his childhood. Now, Jin met the blue, green, red and yellow plastic shelves again.
The sofa he was sleeping on couldn’t be called stylish either. It was bright red, matching with the light green carpet and dark curtains. Jin had always associated people with their apartments; as people said ‘You can know a person just by looking at their shoes’, Jin used the same rule on people’s apartments. Both Ryo and Yamapi fit into the category. Ryo liked sharp and hard things - tables with sharp edges, sofa that was hard enough to not sag under weight and white carpet in every room. His walls and furniture were white and black too. The decorations, though, even his electrical devices in his living room and bedroom were just as colorful as Kame’s shelves. They gave a somewhat warm feeling to the place. Yamapi’s apartment gave off the same feeling even though it had nothing special or outstanding in it. Yamapi had always preferred the normal, ordinary things and that applied to his apartment too - no fancy or extra stylish things; he had nothing that stood out from its environment.
As to why Jin had imagined Kame having a cold, strict and serious place, could be that Kame tended to pull that kind of mask on when he was immersed in his work. Looking around in the apartment, moving from one place to another, he realized just how little he knew about the twenty-two year old, adult Kame. Jin was the one Kame was the coldest towards in the band and suddenly he felt like he was being treated like those people Kame disliked and didn’t let them close the least.
He left the guest room out of his journey, but he couldn’t stop himself from carefully opening the door to Kame’s bedroom. The drapery was closed so the place was pretty (much) dark and Jin could barely make out anything but he found shelves similar to the ones in the living room and also a few stuffed animals Jin had been familiar with from the man’s childhood. Deciding that he could look around better when Kame was awake, he closed the door and headed for the bathroom.
Maybe when he would come back in the afternoon, Kame would be a lot better, so much better that he would actually be allowed to leave the bed.
*
Jin was with Yamapi and Ryo when he got the call from Koki. The three of them went out for lunch together during their break, between a photo shoot and interviews, and were just about to order their meals when Jin’s cell phone started a loud melody by Justin Timberlake.
“You still haven’t changed that damn ringtone?” Ryo commented, half-grinning, half-annoyed. If there was an American singer he disliked, it was Timberlake with his r’n’b tunes.
But instead of the lame retort Jin would say in his defense, his eyes widened in a fear and worry as he listened to the person talking to him from the other end of the line, and with a loud “Understood!”, he hung up.
“You two, come with me!” Jin said in that fussy voice he only used when something big was happening.
And well, because the big things that happened around Jin usually amused Yamapi and Yamapi and Ryo? to no ends, they gladly joined their friend on his way outside the restaurant.
“What’s going on?” Yamapi asked excitedly, catching up with Jin.
“Cancel all your works for the afternoon,” Jin commanded in his serious tone. “You’re coming with me to Kame’s place.”
“Are we going to eat there?” Yamapi asked curiously, his stomach already prepared for the food he had been about to order in any moment.
“There’s no time for that, this is an emergency,” Jin explained as he made his way to the parking lot. “We have to get there as soon as possible.”
Ryo and Yamapi just blinked at each other, not keeping up with Jin’s logic but already used to his sudden randomness.
“Seriously Jin, why are we going to Kamenashi?” Ryo asked once they were in the car and Jin started the engine.
“Kame’s in trouble and you two can help him.”
“Can Kame be in so much trouble that he would accept even Ryo-chan’s help?” Yamapi asked, unsure. Well, maybe this was a big thing or else Jin would not be involved in it either. Yamapi was totally aware of how the two KAT-TUN members were behaving around each other…
“He won’t resist.”
Yamapi wondered what that meant. He looked at Ryo as if his friend would give him the answer but Ryo just looked back at him with the same confusion.
It didn’t take long until they reached Kame’s apartment complex.
“Is that Koki’s car over there?” The two NEWS members asked, referring to the black Honda parking not far away from them.
“It is,” Jin hurried to answer and he was already running towards the door. “Come on guys, every second is important!”
Jin literally tore the entrance door down as he stormed inside Kame’s apartment, pulling his two confused friends with him.
“We’re here!” He shouted into the empty living room. “Is it serious? Is he alright?”
“He? Who?” Ryo asked, making himself comfortable on the red sofa.
A few moments later Koki entered the room, worry evident on his face.
“Great, lead him in-“ The words died in the blond guy’s throat as he noticed just who Jin brought to the apartment. “Jin, these are… Pi and Ryo,” He stated in absolute shock and disbelief.
“Exactly,” Jin smiled brightly at him.
“But I asked you to bring a doctor!”
“But they’re doctors,” Jin reasoned even though he just realized that it was a rather poor excuse.
“Yeah? Since when?”
“Since Ichi Rittoru and Code Blue…”
“Is Kame sick…?” Yamapi asked worriedly, slowly putting the puzzles together.
“He is and that idiot brought here two guys who play a neurologist and a flight medic instead of a real doctor!”
And this was the moment Ryo could not hold himself back anymore and burst out in a loud laughter.
“Why are you shouting?” A tired voice asked suddenly from the other end of the room and everyone turned towards the source. Kame, who had to grab the door frame so that his weak legs wouldn’t give out under him, looked at them, confused. He was lying in his bed the whole day-the pajamas and messy hair told it all-and most likely, had just been woken up as he didn’t look like he was able to comprehend what was happening around him.
Ryo stopped laughing for a moment as he finally realized that Kame really was sick; his eyes shone with fever and he was pale as a ghost. Even his body was trembling slightly from the tiny shivers racking his frame.
“Lay back down,” Koki approached him. He placed a supporting hand on his waist and another on his shoulder as he led him out of the room.
“What were you thinking?” Yamapi hissed when Koki and Kame finally disappeared in another room. No matter how good friends he was with Jin and how idiotically Jin could act at times, he was pretty pissed off right now. “Why couldn’t you just call a damn doctor?”
“You know I never go to doctors,” Jin hissed back. “I don’t know any.”
“But I do,” Yamapi retorted. “You could have just asked me to call one, idiot.”
Jin sat down on the sofa next to Ryo.
“I forgot how fragile Kame was, alright!” He mumbled frustrated. “I thought he would sleep off the illness with all the medicines he got yesterday just like everyone else and that Koki was just overreacting like always.”
Yamapi sighed loudly as he threw himself between his two friends. “I’m calling my doctor,” He said as he fished out his cell phone from his bag. “Kame won’t die just because he has to wait a hour for the doctor but you should take Koki more seriously.”
“Nah, let’s go and see how Kamenashi’s doing?” Ryo suggested then, surprising both Jin and Yamapi, who was still waiting for the doctor to pick up the phone.
Jin nodded and the two of them stood up, and leaving Yamapi alone in the living room, headed for Kame’s room. The youngest member of KAT-TUN was now back in his bed and arguing with Koki over something they couldn’t hear as they were whispering.
“No, he doesn’t help you recover at all,” Koki finished the argument and was just standing up when Jin entered the room.
“I said I wasn’t mad at him,” Kame called after Koki; his voice hoarse; his throat must be aching like hell. “He brought here my friends. It’s like in the old times… He acts stupid but he really cares. I know.”
Koki stiffened at that. “But Kame…”
“Koki, I’m not about to die, you know…”
Yamapi appeared behind his two friends in that moment. “I called my doctor, he’s on his way,” He said.
“That’s good,” Koki turned towards the three friends, completely given up on convincing Kame.
“But if he needs the doctor so much, Ryo-chan and I could play and examine Kame-chan~”
“Or Kame could entertain us,” Ryo added. “As our obedient little patient.”
“I remember Kame mentioning that he had once gotten a toy helicopter from Nakamaru,” Yamapi said.
“And he maybe has his doctor outfit in his wardrobe from the Shounen Club skits.”
“Hey Jin, do you still have the nurse outfit?”
If the presence of the two NEWS members didn’t brighten Koki’s day, then Kame’s loud, sincere laugh surely lightened up his mood.
*
Yamapi and Ryo ended up staying over for dinner so Jin and Koki had to literally ban them from Kame’s room in order to not commit anything more perverted than watching the real doctor ask Kame to strip for his examination.
Yamapi, who was an amateur in cooking-as he proudly wrote in his j-web about his experiences in lunch making-attempted to make the same (or something pretty similar in taste but not in color) soup that Jin brought from his mother the day before.
Kame was allowed to leave his room for the first time since yesterday but only because Koki opened the window to let in some fresh air and didn’t want Kame to catch another cold, thus he had to allow him to have his dinner with the rest of them.
Kame was unexpectedly silent the whole evening. It was because of his hoarse throat, he explained, but since it had never bothered him so much till then, no one could help but doubt his words; they didn’t ask him, though, as they agreed to leave him alone. The most important thing now was Kame’s health and being upset wouldn’t help him much.
Jin couldn’t help but wonder if the reason for Kame to be so down was the job he had no chance to complete this week. Single promotions were placed on the top of their priority list since it brought great money for the company. Even if people said that it didn’t matter how well or badly albums sold since singles were more important, Kame had never agreed with them and Jin saw the logic in his way of thinking. They promoted their upcoming concert tour with the album and if they didn’t get good reviews on it, the chance of the tour being a failure was higher as well. If there was one thing Jin knew about Kame, then it was that the man wanted the best for KAT-TUN and would do anything in order to gain more popularity. Being tied to a bed with fever, constantly running nose and waves of coughs, he was not able to help his band mates with the promotion and even had to miss a performance.
By the time Kame became exhausted and had to retreat to his room, his mood was much brighter than earlier that evening. Yamapi entertained him the whole evening, and even if he wasn’t allowed to practice his Code Blue lines on him, he managed to make everyone laugh with some ridiculous quotes and expressions from Nobuta wo Produce.
Even Ryo wasn’t making fun of Kame for once. He usually had a sharp tongue but if he wanted to, he could be the nicest person on Earth. In junior days, Ryo wasn’t too fond of the ugly, frog-like awkwardness that was Kame, but apparently he got used to it and started to like him as both of them grew up, and they could put aside all childish grudges they held against each other.
*
Days flew quickly, but unfortunately, the same didn’t apply to Kame’s illness. It persistently kept up even with all the medicines the doctor gave to the young man and even the soup Jin brought from his mother on a daily basis didn’t help much. If it wasn’t for Kame’s exhausted pleading in his weak voice, KAT-TUN would have already brought him to the hospital. If it had been up to Kame, he would have already been back to work, but in the end the three men had managed to pull off a compromise. If Kame promised that he wouldn’t leave his bed until either Jin and Koki were back from work, they would not take him to the hospital.
*
Koki was usually a pretty deep sleeper. He could practically sleep anytime and anywhere and wouldn’t wake up to the loudest noise around him but one thing he could not bear was heat. It was his fault, though, that he could not fall asleep; being late autumn, the heating was already switched on and Koki just made it worse by turning it to maximum, so the heat in the flat would help in killing the bacteria in Kame's system.
Today too, he was woken up by the hotness and no matter how long he tried, he couldn’t fall back to sleep again. He was on his way to the kitchen when he realized something was off in the living room. Since there was only one guest room in Kame’s apartment, Jin had to be sleeping on the sofa, but he just… wasn’t there. He had left his blanket on it, though, and it was a sign that Jin had been previously lying there. Maybe he also felt hot and just as Koki intended to, went to the kitchen for a glass of water.
But Jin could not be found there either. Koki could care less about that now, though, as sleepiness overpowered him. On his way back to the room, he stopped in front of Kame’s room. Whenever he passed it, he would take a peak inside to make sure the younger man was all right. When he carefully pushed the door open, not only did he see Kame sleeping peacefully in his bed, but he also found Akanishi - lying next to him. One of his hands rested on Kame’s waist and the other was buried under his pillow. For once, Kame wasn’t hugging the huge pillow Koki gave him; He was snuggled up against Jin and rested his head on the arm that was lost under the pillow, his forehead touching Jin’s chest.
Koki felt a faint jealousy creeping into his chest. It was stupid, but Kame’s behavior got on his nerves lately. He had been the one there for Kame when the man was drowning in his insane amount of work, self-blames and depression in the end of 2006 and Jin was the one causing the majority of his problems at that time. That was why Koki was so terribly angry at him; because while Kame suffocated in work, Jin ran away to America.
Koki knew he was unreasonable; Jin had his own personal reasons for leaving and he should respect them. Jin must not have made up his mind in a day’s time and leave on a spur of excitement. But he just couldn’t forgive Jin completely when he watched Kame getting thinner and thinner during the shooting of Tatta Hitotsu no Koi, no matter how much he wanted to. So in the end, Koki ended up with a terrible grudge against Jin and even if time dulled his feelings, they were still there and ready to snap when Jin was doing something stupid or acted like his relationship with Kame was the same as before Nobuta. Yes, they had been best friends, sukibito to each other-Koki still remembered the silly word the two of them used-but that time was over and Jin should just stay away from Kame; Because Koki also knew that even if Kame was acting like he was completely over Jin, if Jin suddenly confessed him, Kame would not be able to say no.
He took a slow step inside the room, making extra sure that he wouldn’t make the tiniest noise. Okay, he knew sometimes he was getting on everyone’s nerves. He could be possessive, overprotective, act like a lovesick puppy or a real bad guy, depending on the situation, and when it was about Kame, he could be all of that in the same time. Kame could put up with him.
He grabbed the pillow that was now lying abandoned on the bed and placed it carefully on the floor, and silently before he raised Kame’s blanket and slipped under it. As he encircled Kame’s torso, spooning him, he could feel Jin’s hand still resting on the boy but he didn’t mind it too much as he was now also there, and the hotness didn’t bother him anymore either. All he cared about now was Kame in his arms.
With this blissful thought he slowly drifted off to sleep and the next morning, when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Kame’s peaceful face as he was still deep in his dreams. The man had turned around sometime during the night and was now snuggling against Koki in the same way he had been nestled to Jin’s body.
Koki closed his eyes again, trying very hard to fall asleep in this comfortable bed with the man he cared for the most in the world. He soon gave up, though, as his eyes opened against his will to continue admiring Kame. Seeing Kame asleep wasn’t something one could experience often; the youngest member of KAT-TUN had always had the biggest amount of work thus barely had time for himself, time to sleep or relax. Koki was grateful for Kame’s manager for being able to convince the company’s management about giving Kame a week off to be able to fully recover. Koki realized how much Kame needed this free week only when he saw the younger one sleeping through two whole days, waking up only for meals.
He tightened his hold around Kame’s body and gently pulled him closer. It didn’t wake the ill man but it was enough for Jin to stir, as he slowly regained his consciousness.
“Hey…” He mumbled, burying his face in a pillow, trying very hard to block out the light.
“Mornin’…”
Neither of them spoke in the next few minutes; Jin was obviously trying to fall asleep again, with as much success as Koki and Koki checked if Kame had a morning fever.
“He doesn’t seem hot…” He murmured after some time.
“Maybe the medicines are finally kicking in…” Jin guessed, turning his head to the side, examining what he could see of Kame.
“Hnn…”
“I hope he finally gets better…” Jin continued. “I was starting to freak out because of his constantly high temperature.”
“Yeah, me too…”
Koki felt Jin moving his hand on Kame’s waist. The man shifted closer to the two and was now resting his fingers on the youngest one’s blanket covered stomach.
It was the first time Koki and Jin shared a conversation without getting annoyed at each other since they moved in to Kame’s apartment.
*
Even if Kame got the whole next week off to recover, Jin and Koki were not allowed to miss any work they had been assigned to. Even though the two men were still wary of each other, even people outside of KAT-TUN noticed that they stopped glaring holes in the other’s head.
It might had to do something with that they had to literally gang up on Kame who, on one morning, decided that he had lazed around enough-to quote him-and it was time to continue with his work. In the end, he had ended up locked in his room from the outside. Kame could use a surprising amount of power when it came to his job, and Jin’s blue calf was the perfect example for that. Ever since then, the two older men paid extra attention to Kame’s habit of kicking those who he was being annoyed with.
No matter how much they told Kame that all the important things like television promos and photo shoots had been delayed till his full recovery, and only the Cartoon-KAT-TUN recordings and individual interviews remained in the band’s schedule, Kame still believed that he had to be there, that he was responsible for KAT-TUN and that his stupid illness would just ruin the sale.
Jin suggested tying the boy to the bed; Koki was convinced that locking Kame in his room for the rest of the week was the safest idea. In the end, Ryo and Pi lend them at least twenty DVDs of Heroes, Dr. Who and Supernatural, along with other television series.
“It’s addicting. There’s no escape,” Yamapi explained with an serious expression on his face. “If there’s something that would keep Kame in bed, then that’s a long American series.”
“It helps even on Japanese workaholics, like Kamenashi,” Ryo added when he saw the doubt on Koki’s face. “Just try it, you can’t lose anything by that,” He suggested in the end.
So Jin moved the television in Kame’s bedroom, along with the DVD player, some snacks and mineral water, and started the first episode of Heroes.
The four men left the apartment half an hour later, after they made sure that Kame was hooked up by the plot. The series would finally make him forget everything about work.
The idea backfired on Jin and Koki in the end. They forgot just how addicted Kame could be at times. Jin had faint memories about the two of them being young, silly, and innocent, and him one day showing Kame his Sailor Moon collection. That night, they planned a Sailor Moon marathon which ended only when Jin’s mother got tired of the “In the name of the Moon I will punish you!”-s the next morning.
Kame literally threw the two men with the medicines and soup out of his room because they were ‘distracting him and he would miss important information about how to save the cheerleader’.
It was pure luck that they had left Kame with the first season only. Kame, after nineteen hours of watching Heroes without pause, came out to the living room, where Koki and Jin were guessing whether Kame turned into something like what people called ‘otaku’ in the world of anime, and demanded for the second season.
After minutes of arguing (Koki trying to convince Kame that he should rest a little because being excited didn’t really help his recovery and Jin shouting at Pi through the phone and claiming that his two best friends had turned Kame into a Heroes addicted freak), they settled down in the kitchen for a late dinner (Koki realized that Kame had only a slight fever the first time, and Pi reminded Jin that he himself became a ‘addicted freak’ for days after first watching Heroes).
They went to bed half past five in the morning (Kame had started on the series at nine in the morning and finished it in the middle of the night, at four o’clock). All of the had a tiring day; Jin had a hoarse throat from all the dubbing he did that day, Koki had a stiff body after practicing his brake-like dance moves for hours and Kame’s eyes hurt like hell after looking at the screen for too long, but sleep just wouldn’t come for them. In the end, Jin and Koki sneaked back into Kame’s bed-they weren’t even surprised to find the other in the youngest one’s bed anymore-and just lied there and enjoyed the early morning lights and sounds coming from the streets.
It was Kame who fell asleep first. He made himself comfortable between Jin and Koki, lying on his side, facing Jin and pressed back against Koki tightly, enjoying the warmness radiating from his friends.
Koki was the first to get out of bed. He only lied there for hours, awake, even after Jin had fallen asleep not long after Kame had drifted off. It was nice to be like that - lying in the comfortable bed and hugging Kame to himself, but it was also why Koki couldn’t bear staying so close to Kame any longer. He needed a cold shower, right in that minute, before Kame and Jin woke up. If they found him in bed with a pretty visible (and in Kame’s case, feel-able) hard on, he would die in shame…
It… really wasn’t that Kame and he had never discussed things like that. They were men, after all and neither of them were the shy. Earlier in their relationship they were talking about it a lot; Kame told about his experiences in one drunken night and Koki did the same a few days later and ever since then they never shied away when the topic came up. Koki didn’t know if it was just as conscious from Kame’s side as it was from his, but they never talked about being with each other, not even after their first kiss and confessing their attraction to each other.
Koki was the one who hadn’t got any first-hand experience with men, but Kame was the one who was more afraid of starting something deeper with Koki. He didn’t need to tell the older one why he was so wary; the reason right now was sleeping peacefully in his bed.
Intentional or not, Jin had hurt Kame and even though Kame had never really told Koki what had happened between him and Jin-it was the only topic Kame was reluctant to talk about, even years later-, Koki knew that it must not had been one of Kame’s prettiest memories, more like the other way around. In the end, Koki decided that it was the best to leave the initiation to Kame and not to stress him further. He never had problem with holding himself back; But really, he had never really had the chance to get this close to Kame physically. Just thinking about where his hand would have been if he had slid it a few inches lower from Kame’s belly already made his hardening manhood twitch in excitement.
By the time Koki finished his morning shower, Kame and Jin were up too, and they were talking about what to have for breakfast.
“You are so clever about how to cure me,” Kame turned to Koki when he stepped into the room, “But if you keep sleeping here, you’ll catch my cold.”
“We don’t catch colds that easily,” Jin answered, getting out of bed and stretching his arms.
The only answer he got from Kame was a “Hmpf”, and a pout.
*
Seven days after moving into the apartment, Kame was healthy again and everything went back to the way it used to be. Even the doctor allowed Kame to step out of the house now. It really was a blessing that Heroes had only two seasons and that Jin and Koki were able to sneak out Dr. Who and Supernatural without Kame realizing that they had been there in the first place.
The night before they would leave Kame’s home, Koki and Jin packed their things and went to bed early. They had to be fit, especially Kame, because the first thing they would do the next day was to shoot the materials for the Queen of Pirates promotions, and neither of them should be looking tired on screen.
Jin and Koki both didn’t seem too enthusiastic about it, though. Koki didn’t really know why Jin was packing with such a sour expression on his face, but Koki himself loved to live with Kame and if it were up to him, he would stay even if Kame wanted to throw him out of the window, literally speaking.
There was one thing, though, for what he was grateful: Hopefully, after moving back to his own apartment, his lust for Kame would go back to its previous level and he wouldn’t jump on the younger man whenever he had the opportunity - like during the night, when Jin was already asleep on the other side of the bed…
“Koki”, it’s not like I don’t want you, you know…” Kame mumbled against his chest.
They were lying on their sides, facing each other.
“Then?” The bond man asked gently.
“I don’t want to relive that ugly ending I share with Jin…”
“You were too young then,” Koki mumbled into Kame’s hair. Was this why Kame didn’t want to have sex with him? Was he afraid that everything would change the next morning? “You and Jin shared something that teenagers can not understand with a mind revolving around nothing but their libidos. But you grew up since then,” Koki answered, sinking his fingers into Kame’s silky locks. “You can handle it now, you’re fine with women, aren’t you.”
“Yeah, maybe you’re right…” Kame sighed, barely audible.
Koki propped himself up on one elbow and looked down at Kame, whose head was now resting on the pillow. “Stop thinking about what if-s. This doesn’t have to turn out ugly.”
With that, he leaned over Kame, and pressed his lips against the younger one’s. Kame turned his head to the side.
“You didn’t have a problem with my kisses before,” Koki said, disappointment evident in his voice.
“No, it’s… You know Jin’s sleeping next to me.”
“So,” Koki started slowly. “If Jin wasn’t here, you would not stop me?”
“I wouldn’t, I think,” Kame answered carefully.
A huge and honest grin spread on Koki’s face, making the corner of his eyes wrinkle in happiness. He leaned over Kame again, and this time Kame didn’t protest when Koki licked his lips several times. He opened his mouth just a little, giving Koki access and the blond man didn’t hesitate to deepen the kiss.
By now, Koki was fully above him, with his knees on either side of Kame’s thighs. One of his hands sneaked under the shirt he was sleeping in, caressing milky chest and abdomen, and playing with the nipples and navel, always the one his fingers were brushing past. The hand settled on Kame’s waist in the end, adoring the little curve that turned him on every time Kame was in a sexy costume, on which the designer decided to turn all of her attention to the waist-area.
“We’ll wake him up…” Kame mumbled in between kisses but Koki didn’t seem to worry about it too much.
“Who cares,” He said. “I’m positive he wouldn’t get embarrassed by the scene, considering how many wome-“
“Koki, please,” Kame hissed behind clenched teeth.
“Okay,” Koki sighed in the end, irritated, and lied back down next to Kame. His hand didn’t leave his waist, though, and was now moving slowly lower.
“But I’m positive, if Akanishi would wake up, it would be because of your loud protests.”
He found the waistband on Kame’s boxers and slowly pushed his fingers under it. Kame wasn’t protesting now and Koki didn’t fail to vocalize it.
“Shut up,” Kame whispered in response but Koki saw the smile appearing on the younger one’s lips.
Koki caressed a hipbone bulging out slightly but decided to not take things further tonight. The two of them fell asleep like this, Koki’s hands on Kame’s hip and Kame turned towards him, head buried under his armpit and both of them oblivious to the very much awake Jin, watching the wall in front of him with reddening eyes.
*
The next morning, Koki, Jin and Kame went to work together, but only one of them returned to the apartment that night.
*
Things kind of fell back in the way they used to be between Jin, Kame and Koki. Their schedule soon became hectic as rehearsals for KAT-TUN’s upcoming concert tour started. The tension between Jin and Koki, though, wasn’t as high as it used to be - the week they had spent together with Kame had changed the both of them; they didn’t hang out together, but the tension between them had lessened.
Kame felt the change between them too and he was somewhat glad for that. He hung out with Koki the most in the past one and half a year, but after Jin had returned from America, he started to spend more time with him too. Not much, they weren’t out together often, maybe once in every two months but Kame thought it was a good start to rebuild their friendship. It was him who turned down most of Jin’s invitations but he just couldn’t help it. He was more comfortable around Koki and Kame preferred going out with him more than with Jin for that reason.
In the past week, though, his way of resolution about Jin had weakened. He got to know an absolutely different kind of Jin than what he saw during the few times they met during and outside of work. What he saw in these days was not the cool, popular and sexy Jin that he had grown to know but the silly one he could never resist in the past…
So after a long day of dance rehearsals, when he thought that everyone had already left the changing room, he found Koki and Jin still talking and he couldn’t help but step closer the door, listening in their conversation.
“He’s doing fine…” Jin said.
“Of course he is,” Koki answered in a nonchalant voice. “He is Kame.”
“Yeah, he is…” Jin sighed.
“What’s with you?” Koki asked then. “You were out of it the whole day.”
There was a little pause.
“I miss it.”
Koki didn’t answer, as if he knew what Jin was referring to.
“Yeah, me too,” He said in the end.
“Get sick,” Jin said then.
Kame raised an eyebrow. What kind of insult was that?
But after a moment Jin continued, and that made Kame’s breath freeze in his chest.
“If you get sick, Kame will take care of you. And I’ll take care of you too, so I can be with him again.”
For a moment, Kame could only gape at the door. Jin wanted to… be with him?
A small smile appeared on his face, and in the next moment, he tore the door open as if he had just been running down the corridor and he even pretended to be panting.
“Thank God, you’re still here!” He gasped.
“Kame, what happened?” Koki immediately turned towards him.
“I…” Kame panted. “I thought we could go out for dinner? The three of us,” He smiled brightly at them.
Rating: PG-13
Threesome: Kamenashi Kazuya/Tanaka Koki/Akanishi Jin
Summary: One sick Kame, one Koki taking care of him, one Jin wanting to turn back time and a hundred sixty-eight hours spent together in the same apartment.
Warnings: There is nothing in the fic that needs warning, I think.
Notes: Dear ryobecca, I hope you will like this piece ♥
It was weird. It wasn’t that Kame running late was unusual; he had the biggest workload in KAT-TUN after all but Kame not arriving in time for the most important promotion shooting for Queen of Pirates was just very unlikely of him. There was only three minutes left until KAT-TUN had to walk down the white stairs of the Music Station studio where later on, they would perform a special medley with a few tracks from their new album. Jin bit his lips nervously. Where could he be disappeared? He had the whole day off so he could have easily made it here in time.
“What the hell, Kame,” Koki cursed beside him, most likely having the same thoughts as Jin.
The whole band was worried about Kame’s absence but Koki looked the most anxious among them.
“I’ll call him,” Jin offered.
“Already doing it,” Koki mumbled beside him, already going through his contacts for Kame’s number.
Jin, Junno, Ueda, and Maru watched Koki as he held the device to his ear, waiting for the line to connect, lips pressed together tightly. When nobody picked it up, he tried again.
“He isn’t picking up,” Koki said, nervously looking at Maru.
“If he doesn’t show up till the end of the show, we’ll go search for him,” Maru said as he checked his watch.
Only when a member of another group bumped into Jin, did they realize that the show was already rolling and they should listen to Tamori-san, his voice echoing behind the set from the studio.
An hour later, when KAT-TUN was done with the filming, Kame was still nowhere to be found. The story Koki came up with in front of the cameras was of a meeting with the management about some changes regarding Cartoon KAT-TUN and since Kame acted as their representative most of the time, he attended the meeting today too. It seemed like everybody believed them, but that didn’t ease the band’s worry the slightest.
“I’m checking if he’s, by any chance, at home,” Koki said in the changing room, dressed in his street clothes already, while he reached for his bag.
“I’m going with you,” Jin grabbed his own pack and followed Koki down the corridor.
“No need to come,” His band mate answered without even looking at him. “Check other places instead. Maybe he’s drinking his ass off again or was in the gym or in the park he likes to go to so much or in the- Just go and check, okay? Tell the others to do the same,” With that, the rapper of KAT-TUN ran off, leaving a slightly annoyed Jin behind.
He hated when Koki was bossy; that man was extra unbearable when Kame wasn’t nearby. “Jerk,” Jin grumbled and stopped running after him.
“But he’s right,” Maru said, patting him on the shoulder as he walked past Jin. “We have more chance to find him if we go in six separate ways. And you know Koki doesn’t mean to be a jerk. He’s always like that when something happens to Kame.”
Jin ended up checking all the places Koki had suggested, but with little luck. No one had seen Kame, not even the guards in the park. He hoped the others had more luck. He quickly went through all of the places they frequented in his mind but couldn’t find a reason why Kame would go to any of them. How was it possible to vanish from the world’s surface so easily? If he had been kidnapped, a threatening message would have already been sent to the management but they hadn’t received anything. Also, if Kame had been drunk or got lost somewhere, he would have already called somebody by now for sure; if there was one thing Kamenashi Kazuya would never do in his life, then it was skipping work. If he had ever done that before, there had always been a serious reason behind it.
If only they had been as close they used to be. But then, things had changed and the time when Kame would run to Jin with his troubles had long been over. Jin missed those times; If Kame could still rely on him, he would have already called him and now everything would be fine.
Once he got a hold of Kame, he wouldn’t let him slip away ever again, Jin swore.
He fished out his cell phone from his pocket and called Kame without a second thought. It was mostly Jin’s fault that Kame had distanced himself and Jin cursed himself for leaving the younger one alone when his presence had been the most needed. During Nobuta and the debut, Kame was on the edge of breaking and instead of supporting him, Jin had chosen to childishly ignore him. He wanted to slap himself that he only realized what he had to do when it was already too late. Who knew where Kame could be now… Maybe in a dark alley, beaten up by the yakuza, or in a warehouse kidnapped and tied up, or…
Jin pressed the tiny green button on his cell phone and waited impatiently for someone to receive his call and swapped all other thoughts away. To his biggest surprise, someone did pick up Kame’s phone and in the next moment he already knew who it was.
“Akanishi?” It was Koki.
“Koki?!” Jin asked, shocked. “How do you-“
“I found Kame, he’s at home right now, with me.”
“What? So he’s not in danger anymore? No one kidnapped him or beat him up, right? Why didn’t you call me?” Jin said in one breath. “Do you know how worried I was?”
“Sorry,” Came the flat answer from the other end of the line; Jin’s little tirade didn’t seem to have any effect on the blond guy. “I’m not used to you being worried about Kame.”
No matter how much truth there was in Koki’s reply, it still stabbed Jin in the heart a little. Koki must have noticed it too because he sighed and told Jin what happened to Kame.
“He has fallen ill and slept through the whole day. I’m taking care of him now. I’m in the middle of making some dinner so I have to go back before the rice burns.”
“I’m coming over,” Jin hurried to say before Koki could hang up on him. “Should I bring anything? Medicines perhaps, or tissues, or something…”
“I didn’t find any medicines, so if you could get something for his fever…”
“Will be there in a moment!”
“Okay, bye,” Was all his band mate answered and before Jin had time to respond, the call was already over.
Jin returned to his car a bit relieved; Kame was at home and safe. It was only sickness that he would overcome in one-two days.
Jin had an idea and with a huge smile on his face, drove off to his mother.
*
He arrived to Kame’s apartment building more than two hours later. Jin had counted every minute until his mother finished the soup he had requested for Kame. Now he could finally be with Kame and help him get better.
The apartment was dark, as he closed the door behind him - Koki must had left it open for him so he would not disturb Kame with his ringing or knocking. He kicked off his shoes and headed towards the kitchen. Kame was most definitely in his room, sleeping, and Koki might have fallen asleep too since his call. The view that greeted him in the kitchen made Jin freeze for a moment; the place looked like as if a tornado had been storming its way through it. But then he remembered that Koki wanted to make some dinner … The state he had left the room just showed perfectly how much Jin’s blond band mate was familiar with cooking and Jin felt relieved that he brought edible food for Kame.
Jin hoped the soup was still warm. He drove here as fast as possible to serve the most delicious food without microwaving it. He was lucky; as he took the white plastic box out of the bag, it burned his fingers a little. A few seconds later he was already on his way to Kame’s room with a tray in his hands. As he peaked excitedly into Kame’s room-the door was left open-, he saw something that he wasn’t the tiniest prepared for, and the soup almost fell from his hands; he could do nothing but watch the scene unfolding on Kame’s bed.
He couldn’t really see that much. Koki’s body blocked most of it but the way he leaned forward, towards Kame and how he supported his weight on his arms was enough to give away what was happening - so did Kame’s hands which were hesitantly resting on either side of Koki’s shoulders, gentle fingers caressing the bare skin under the tank top.
Jin ignored his aching heart and he didn’t look away from the two of them. The weirdest pair in the world, that was Kame and Koki. The man who had disliked Kame and Jin the most in their junior years was now sitting on the edge of Kame’s bed, kissing Kame’s lips and then rearranging his pillows to make the bed more comfortable.
Jin decided to pretend that he hadn’t seen anything. He made some noise as if he had just arrived and knocked on the door lightly. When Kame and Koki turned towards him, he held out the steaming soup and showed a lopsided grin as he entered the room.
“Mum sends this just for you,” He sing-sang and approached the pair on the bed; he was glad that the pain in his chest didn’t show in his voice. “I know you already had what Koki made for you,” He looked at the remains of rice and vegetables, “But this will do your throat and stomach good and will kill all the bacteria inside you.”
“He just said he’s fu-“
“Thank you, Jin,” Kame cut in. “I’d love to have it.”
He smiled tiredly at Jin. That smile finally brought the so called sunshine smile to Jin face; the one he forgot he had, it was so long ago that it was plastered over his face. He felt Koki’s eyes burning a hole in his forehead as he approached the pair. Carefully, he put the tray onto Kame’s lap, making extra sure that it wouldn’t turn upside down if Kame lifted his arm.
“Can you eat it by yourself or should I-“
“I’ll help him, thanks for the soup,” This time it was Koki who cut in Jin’s words.
“O-Okay… I’ll… I’ll just sit down then,” Jin answered lamely, suddenly feeling like the third wheel in the room. It was weird; sometimes he felt the same when he was with Yamapi and Ryo but it never bothered him too much. The three of them were pretty close friends-and his best friend was Yamapi-but with Kame… Even if their relationship took a bad turn a few years ago, they used to be more than just best friends and Jin had never felt unwanted when he was with Kame and a third person. Well, the truth was, he wasn’t used to Kame having close friends other than him so when he returned from America, he was slightly surprised to find the two boys who carefully avoided being together in the past now suddenly all over each other.
“So, how is it?” Jin asked, missing the cry of ‘So delicious~!’ that came every time Kame ate anything other than his own cooks.
“The same as I remembered,” Kame smiled contently. He was half sitting-half lying in the bed, with a couple of pillows propped behind his back.
The answer made Jin smile just as brightly as a few minutes ago. Even if Kame was with Koki now, he didn’t forget everything that happened with Jin, after all. It eased the jealousy in his chest a tiny bit.
“Great then,” He answered in a voice he hoped was as light and ordinary as he wished it to be. “Mum said to rest a lot and to get better soon.”
“Thank you.”
Kame not feeling-or at least not showing-that Jin was a third wheel also made things easier for Jin. Or was it just the sickness that made Kame too weak to argue? Whatever it was, Jin was glad for it. As of what would happen when Kame got better, he didn’t know and honestly, he didn’t even want to know.
Not even a few minutes passed until Kame fell asleep again. The warm food did wonders to Kame; He looked less pale now and obviously it made him happy that his friends made him dinner, even if he could eat only a little.
Jin helped Koki take the leftovers to the kitchen and as soundlessly as possible, he closed the door to Kame’s room.
“So, what happened?” Jin asked after making sure the kitchen door was closed too - just in case they ended up shouting at each other; Jin didn’t want Kame to wake up to the noise.
“The storm yesterday caught him as he hurried to the Popolo interview,” Koki explained. “You know how he always forgets to take an umbrella. The medicines I found here didn’t help much, so I hope at least your mother’s wonder soup will do something.”
“Unn,” Jin nodded, fidgeting in his place. Koki had been angry with him earlier but it seemed he had finally calmed down. Jin took his handbag from the counter he had previously put it and handed Koki all the medicines his mother sent.
“You can go home now,” Koki said after he put the medicines on the top of the refrigerator and turned to wash the dishes. “I can take care of Kame.”
“No, I’ll stay,” Jin hurried to answer. “I’m worried about him too.”
Koki snickered at that but Jin chose to remain silent. Koki had always been an overprotecting kid. No matter if it was about his new toy, a book or a roller blade, he had never let anyone touch them without special permission. Jin found an awful lot of similarity between the kid’s and the adult Koki’s behavior right now.
Koki gave in to his persistence in the end. “But don’t trouble or upset him like you usually do.”
“I know, okay,” Jin retorted, annoyed at how Koki treated him.
“Oooo-kay,” Koki sighed but made no further comments.
After they had cleaned up the mess Koki had created in the kitchen, they checked on Kame one last time that evening. The sick man was still in a deep sleep; He snuggled to a huge pillow which Koki had put under Kame’s blanket sometime in the afternoon and which Kame was hugging, unconsciously enjoying the comfortable warmness as the heavy blankets he was tucked under weren’t enough.
“He caught an ugly cold,” Koki said once they settled down in the living room. The blond man was noticeably calmer now that he made sure Kame would live. “He’s a lot better now, though even with the fever, nausea, dizziness, and a loss of appetite, aching body, head and throat... I’m so sure someone at Popolo infected him with the bacteria. I can’t believe he didn’t call me this morning.”
Koki looked around and then glared at Jin. Jin could very much imagine him murder the unfortunate soul that had previously sneezed at Kame.
“Hey, it wasn’t me, okay?” Jin protected himself. “He works with a lot of people, things like this are just unavoidable,” He answered, feeling uncomfortable under Koki’s intense stare even if this time it wasn’t Jin who should be blamed. “I wonder where I can sleep…”
“Oh, I’ve already made myself comfortable in Kame’s guest room,” Koki informed him. “It has only one bed and that leaves you sleeping on the couch, right?”
“Uh,” Jin answered cleverly. “I think it’s a pull-out sofa, so that’ll be okay…” Jin hated to sleep on couches and sofas but he found it better to not talk back to Koki tonight.
*
Jin had to be up early the next morning. The dubbing for Speed Racer started at eight every morning so he had to be off at seven in order to not be late. It was a fortunate that Kame’s apartment was closer to the studio than his so he had some extra time to laze around on the sofa. But today Jin just couldn’t stay in bed - he had the urge to get up immediately and wander in the apartment; He had wanted to examine Kame’s place but he hadn’t gotten the chance yesterday night. But neither Koki nor Kame was awake yet so Jin could freely move around in the rooms without anyone disturbing or keeping an eye on him.
Kame had a homey feeling in his apartment, something entirely different from what Jin had imagined; Jin expected to see black, grey and white furniture made of metal and leather, but he found colors everywhere he looked. And plastic, a lot of plastic. He should have known better - Kame’s childhood room was filled with silly looking plastic shelves in six colors and carpet with little images of cartoon printed on the material. But he would have never expected that Kame brought anything to his new apartment that reminded him of his childhood. Now, Jin met the blue, green, red and yellow plastic shelves again.
The sofa he was sleeping on couldn’t be called stylish either. It was bright red, matching with the light green carpet and dark curtains. Jin had always associated people with their apartments; as people said ‘You can know a person just by looking at their shoes’, Jin used the same rule on people’s apartments. Both Ryo and Yamapi fit into the category. Ryo liked sharp and hard things - tables with sharp edges, sofa that was hard enough to not sag under weight and white carpet in every room. His walls and furniture were white and black too. The decorations, though, even his electrical devices in his living room and bedroom were just as colorful as Kame’s shelves. They gave a somewhat warm feeling to the place. Yamapi’s apartment gave off the same feeling even though it had nothing special or outstanding in it. Yamapi had always preferred the normal, ordinary things and that applied to his apartment too - no fancy or extra stylish things; he had nothing that stood out from its environment.
As to why Jin had imagined Kame having a cold, strict and serious place, could be that Kame tended to pull that kind of mask on when he was immersed in his work. Looking around in the apartment, moving from one place to another, he realized just how little he knew about the twenty-two year old, adult Kame. Jin was the one Kame was the coldest towards in the band and suddenly he felt like he was being treated like those people Kame disliked and didn’t let them close the least.
He left the guest room out of his journey, but he couldn’t stop himself from carefully opening the door to Kame’s bedroom. The drapery was closed so the place was pretty (much) dark and Jin could barely make out anything but he found shelves similar to the ones in the living room and also a few stuffed animals Jin had been familiar with from the man’s childhood. Deciding that he could look around better when Kame was awake, he closed the door and headed for the bathroom.
Maybe when he would come back in the afternoon, Kame would be a lot better, so much better that he would actually be allowed to leave the bed.
*
Jin was with Yamapi and Ryo when he got the call from Koki. The three of them went out for lunch together during their break, between a photo shoot and interviews, and were just about to order their meals when Jin’s cell phone started a loud melody by Justin Timberlake.
“You still haven’t changed that damn ringtone?” Ryo commented, half-grinning, half-annoyed. If there was an American singer he disliked, it was Timberlake with his r’n’b tunes.
But instead of the lame retort Jin would say in his defense, his eyes widened in a fear and worry as he listened to the person talking to him from the other end of the line, and with a loud “Understood!”, he hung up.
“You two, come with me!” Jin said in that fussy voice he only used when something big was happening.
And well, because the big things that happened around Jin usually amused Yamapi and Yamapi and Ryo? to no ends, they gladly joined their friend on his way outside the restaurant.
“What’s going on?” Yamapi asked excitedly, catching up with Jin.
“Cancel all your works for the afternoon,” Jin commanded in his serious tone. “You’re coming with me to Kame’s place.”
“Are we going to eat there?” Yamapi asked curiously, his stomach already prepared for the food he had been about to order in any moment.
“There’s no time for that, this is an emergency,” Jin explained as he made his way to the parking lot. “We have to get there as soon as possible.”
Ryo and Yamapi just blinked at each other, not keeping up with Jin’s logic but already used to his sudden randomness.
“Seriously Jin, why are we going to Kamenashi?” Ryo asked once they were in the car and Jin started the engine.
“Kame’s in trouble and you two can help him.”
“Can Kame be in so much trouble that he would accept even Ryo-chan’s help?” Yamapi asked, unsure. Well, maybe this was a big thing or else Jin would not be involved in it either. Yamapi was totally aware of how the two KAT-TUN members were behaving around each other…
“He won’t resist.”
Yamapi wondered what that meant. He looked at Ryo as if his friend would give him the answer but Ryo just looked back at him with the same confusion.
It didn’t take long until they reached Kame’s apartment complex.
“Is that Koki’s car over there?” The two NEWS members asked, referring to the black Honda parking not far away from them.
“It is,” Jin hurried to answer and he was already running towards the door. “Come on guys, every second is important!”
Jin literally tore the entrance door down as he stormed inside Kame’s apartment, pulling his two confused friends with him.
“We’re here!” He shouted into the empty living room. “Is it serious? Is he alright?”
“He? Who?” Ryo asked, making himself comfortable on the red sofa.
A few moments later Koki entered the room, worry evident on his face.
“Great, lead him in-“ The words died in the blond guy’s throat as he noticed just who Jin brought to the apartment. “Jin, these are… Pi and Ryo,” He stated in absolute shock and disbelief.
“Exactly,” Jin smiled brightly at him.
“But I asked you to bring a doctor!”
“But they’re doctors,” Jin reasoned even though he just realized that it was a rather poor excuse.
“Yeah? Since when?”
“Since Ichi Rittoru and Code Blue…”
“Is Kame sick…?” Yamapi asked worriedly, slowly putting the puzzles together.
“He is and that idiot brought here two guys who play a neurologist and a flight medic instead of a real doctor!”
And this was the moment Ryo could not hold himself back anymore and burst out in a loud laughter.
“Why are you shouting?” A tired voice asked suddenly from the other end of the room and everyone turned towards the source. Kame, who had to grab the door frame so that his weak legs wouldn’t give out under him, looked at them, confused. He was lying in his bed the whole day-the pajamas and messy hair told it all-and most likely, had just been woken up as he didn’t look like he was able to comprehend what was happening around him.
Ryo stopped laughing for a moment as he finally realized that Kame really was sick; his eyes shone with fever and he was pale as a ghost. Even his body was trembling slightly from the tiny shivers racking his frame.
“Lay back down,” Koki approached him. He placed a supporting hand on his waist and another on his shoulder as he led him out of the room.
“What were you thinking?” Yamapi hissed when Koki and Kame finally disappeared in another room. No matter how good friends he was with Jin and how idiotically Jin could act at times, he was pretty pissed off right now. “Why couldn’t you just call a damn doctor?”
“You know I never go to doctors,” Jin hissed back. “I don’t know any.”
“But I do,” Yamapi retorted. “You could have just asked me to call one, idiot.”
Jin sat down on the sofa next to Ryo.
“I forgot how fragile Kame was, alright!” He mumbled frustrated. “I thought he would sleep off the illness with all the medicines he got yesterday just like everyone else and that Koki was just overreacting like always.”
Yamapi sighed loudly as he threw himself between his two friends. “I’m calling my doctor,” He said as he fished out his cell phone from his bag. “Kame won’t die just because he has to wait a hour for the doctor but you should take Koki more seriously.”
“Nah, let’s go and see how Kamenashi’s doing?” Ryo suggested then, surprising both Jin and Yamapi, who was still waiting for the doctor to pick up the phone.
Jin nodded and the two of them stood up, and leaving Yamapi alone in the living room, headed for Kame’s room. The youngest member of KAT-TUN was now back in his bed and arguing with Koki over something they couldn’t hear as they were whispering.
“No, he doesn’t help you recover at all,” Koki finished the argument and was just standing up when Jin entered the room.
“I said I wasn’t mad at him,” Kame called after Koki; his voice hoarse; his throat must be aching like hell. “He brought here my friends. It’s like in the old times… He acts stupid but he really cares. I know.”
Koki stiffened at that. “But Kame…”
“Koki, I’m not about to die, you know…”
Yamapi appeared behind his two friends in that moment. “I called my doctor, he’s on his way,” He said.
“That’s good,” Koki turned towards the three friends, completely given up on convincing Kame.
“But if he needs the doctor so much, Ryo-chan and I could play and examine Kame-chan~”
“Or Kame could entertain us,” Ryo added. “As our obedient little patient.”
“I remember Kame mentioning that he had once gotten a toy helicopter from Nakamaru,” Yamapi said.
“And he maybe has his doctor outfit in his wardrobe from the Shounen Club skits.”
“Hey Jin, do you still have the nurse outfit?”
If the presence of the two NEWS members didn’t brighten Koki’s day, then Kame’s loud, sincere laugh surely lightened up his mood.
*
Yamapi and Ryo ended up staying over for dinner so Jin and Koki had to literally ban them from Kame’s room in order to not commit anything more perverted than watching the real doctor ask Kame to strip for his examination.
Yamapi, who was an amateur in cooking-as he proudly wrote in his j-web about his experiences in lunch making-attempted to make the same (or something pretty similar in taste but not in color) soup that Jin brought from his mother the day before.
Kame was allowed to leave his room for the first time since yesterday but only because Koki opened the window to let in some fresh air and didn’t want Kame to catch another cold, thus he had to allow him to have his dinner with the rest of them.
Kame was unexpectedly silent the whole evening. It was because of his hoarse throat, he explained, but since it had never bothered him so much till then, no one could help but doubt his words; they didn’t ask him, though, as they agreed to leave him alone. The most important thing now was Kame’s health and being upset wouldn’t help him much.
Jin couldn’t help but wonder if the reason for Kame to be so down was the job he had no chance to complete this week. Single promotions were placed on the top of their priority list since it brought great money for the company. Even if people said that it didn’t matter how well or badly albums sold since singles were more important, Kame had never agreed with them and Jin saw the logic in his way of thinking. They promoted their upcoming concert tour with the album and if they didn’t get good reviews on it, the chance of the tour being a failure was higher as well. If there was one thing Jin knew about Kame, then it was that the man wanted the best for KAT-TUN and would do anything in order to gain more popularity. Being tied to a bed with fever, constantly running nose and waves of coughs, he was not able to help his band mates with the promotion and even had to miss a performance.
By the time Kame became exhausted and had to retreat to his room, his mood was much brighter than earlier that evening. Yamapi entertained him the whole evening, and even if he wasn’t allowed to practice his Code Blue lines on him, he managed to make everyone laugh with some ridiculous quotes and expressions from Nobuta wo Produce.
Even Ryo wasn’t making fun of Kame for once. He usually had a sharp tongue but if he wanted to, he could be the nicest person on Earth. In junior days, Ryo wasn’t too fond of the ugly, frog-like awkwardness that was Kame, but apparently he got used to it and started to like him as both of them grew up, and they could put aside all childish grudges they held against each other.
*
Days flew quickly, but unfortunately, the same didn’t apply to Kame’s illness. It persistently kept up even with all the medicines the doctor gave to the young man and even the soup Jin brought from his mother on a daily basis didn’t help much. If it wasn’t for Kame’s exhausted pleading in his weak voice, KAT-TUN would have already brought him to the hospital. If it had been up to Kame, he would have already been back to work, but in the end the three men had managed to pull off a compromise. If Kame promised that he wouldn’t leave his bed until either Jin and Koki were back from work, they would not take him to the hospital.
*
Koki was usually a pretty deep sleeper. He could practically sleep anytime and anywhere and wouldn’t wake up to the loudest noise around him but one thing he could not bear was heat. It was his fault, though, that he could not fall asleep; being late autumn, the heating was already switched on and Koki just made it worse by turning it to maximum, so the heat in the flat would help in killing the bacteria in Kame's system.
Today too, he was woken up by the hotness and no matter how long he tried, he couldn’t fall back to sleep again. He was on his way to the kitchen when he realized something was off in the living room. Since there was only one guest room in Kame’s apartment, Jin had to be sleeping on the sofa, but he just… wasn’t there. He had left his blanket on it, though, and it was a sign that Jin had been previously lying there. Maybe he also felt hot and just as Koki intended to, went to the kitchen for a glass of water.
But Jin could not be found there either. Koki could care less about that now, though, as sleepiness overpowered him. On his way back to the room, he stopped in front of Kame’s room. Whenever he passed it, he would take a peak inside to make sure the younger man was all right. When he carefully pushed the door open, not only did he see Kame sleeping peacefully in his bed, but he also found Akanishi - lying next to him. One of his hands rested on Kame’s waist and the other was buried under his pillow. For once, Kame wasn’t hugging the huge pillow Koki gave him; He was snuggled up against Jin and rested his head on the arm that was lost under the pillow, his forehead touching Jin’s chest.
Koki felt a faint jealousy creeping into his chest. It was stupid, but Kame’s behavior got on his nerves lately. He had been the one there for Kame when the man was drowning in his insane amount of work, self-blames and depression in the end of 2006 and Jin was the one causing the majority of his problems at that time. That was why Koki was so terribly angry at him; because while Kame suffocated in work, Jin ran away to America.
Koki knew he was unreasonable; Jin had his own personal reasons for leaving and he should respect them. Jin must not have made up his mind in a day’s time and leave on a spur of excitement. But he just couldn’t forgive Jin completely when he watched Kame getting thinner and thinner during the shooting of Tatta Hitotsu no Koi, no matter how much he wanted to. So in the end, Koki ended up with a terrible grudge against Jin and even if time dulled his feelings, they were still there and ready to snap when Jin was doing something stupid or acted like his relationship with Kame was the same as before Nobuta. Yes, they had been best friends, sukibito to each other-Koki still remembered the silly word the two of them used-but that time was over and Jin should just stay away from Kame; Because Koki also knew that even if Kame was acting like he was completely over Jin, if Jin suddenly confessed him, Kame would not be able to say no.
He took a slow step inside the room, making extra sure that he wouldn’t make the tiniest noise. Okay, he knew sometimes he was getting on everyone’s nerves. He could be possessive, overprotective, act like a lovesick puppy or a real bad guy, depending on the situation, and when it was about Kame, he could be all of that in the same time. Kame could put up with him.
He grabbed the pillow that was now lying abandoned on the bed and placed it carefully on the floor, and silently before he raised Kame’s blanket and slipped under it. As he encircled Kame’s torso, spooning him, he could feel Jin’s hand still resting on the boy but he didn’t mind it too much as he was now also there, and the hotness didn’t bother him anymore either. All he cared about now was Kame in his arms.
With this blissful thought he slowly drifted off to sleep and the next morning, when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Kame’s peaceful face as he was still deep in his dreams. The man had turned around sometime during the night and was now snuggling against Koki in the same way he had been nestled to Jin’s body.
Koki closed his eyes again, trying very hard to fall asleep in this comfortable bed with the man he cared for the most in the world. He soon gave up, though, as his eyes opened against his will to continue admiring Kame. Seeing Kame asleep wasn’t something one could experience often; the youngest member of KAT-TUN had always had the biggest amount of work thus barely had time for himself, time to sleep or relax. Koki was grateful for Kame’s manager for being able to convince the company’s management about giving Kame a week off to be able to fully recover. Koki realized how much Kame needed this free week only when he saw the younger one sleeping through two whole days, waking up only for meals.
He tightened his hold around Kame’s body and gently pulled him closer. It didn’t wake the ill man but it was enough for Jin to stir, as he slowly regained his consciousness.
“Hey…” He mumbled, burying his face in a pillow, trying very hard to block out the light.
“Mornin’…”
Neither of them spoke in the next few minutes; Jin was obviously trying to fall asleep again, with as much success as Koki and Koki checked if Kame had a morning fever.
“He doesn’t seem hot…” He murmured after some time.
“Maybe the medicines are finally kicking in…” Jin guessed, turning his head to the side, examining what he could see of Kame.
“Hnn…”
“I hope he finally gets better…” Jin continued. “I was starting to freak out because of his constantly high temperature.”
“Yeah, me too…”
Koki felt Jin moving his hand on Kame’s waist. The man shifted closer to the two and was now resting his fingers on the youngest one’s blanket covered stomach.
It was the first time Koki and Jin shared a conversation without getting annoyed at each other since they moved in to Kame’s apartment.
*
Even if Kame got the whole next week off to recover, Jin and Koki were not allowed to miss any work they had been assigned to. Even though the two men were still wary of each other, even people outside of KAT-TUN noticed that they stopped glaring holes in the other’s head.
It might had to do something with that they had to literally gang up on Kame who, on one morning, decided that he had lazed around enough-to quote him-and it was time to continue with his work. In the end, he had ended up locked in his room from the outside. Kame could use a surprising amount of power when it came to his job, and Jin’s blue calf was the perfect example for that. Ever since then, the two older men paid extra attention to Kame’s habit of kicking those who he was being annoyed with.
No matter how much they told Kame that all the important things like television promos and photo shoots had been delayed till his full recovery, and only the Cartoon-KAT-TUN recordings and individual interviews remained in the band’s schedule, Kame still believed that he had to be there, that he was responsible for KAT-TUN and that his stupid illness would just ruin the sale.
Jin suggested tying the boy to the bed; Koki was convinced that locking Kame in his room for the rest of the week was the safest idea. In the end, Ryo and Pi lend them at least twenty DVDs of Heroes, Dr. Who and Supernatural, along with other television series.
“It’s addicting. There’s no escape,” Yamapi explained with an serious expression on his face. “If there’s something that would keep Kame in bed, then that’s a long American series.”
“It helps even on Japanese workaholics, like Kamenashi,” Ryo added when he saw the doubt on Koki’s face. “Just try it, you can’t lose anything by that,” He suggested in the end.
So Jin moved the television in Kame’s bedroom, along with the DVD player, some snacks and mineral water, and started the first episode of Heroes.
The four men left the apartment half an hour later, after they made sure that Kame was hooked up by the plot. The series would finally make him forget everything about work.
The idea backfired on Jin and Koki in the end. They forgot just how addicted Kame could be at times. Jin had faint memories about the two of them being young, silly, and innocent, and him one day showing Kame his Sailor Moon collection. That night, they planned a Sailor Moon marathon which ended only when Jin’s mother got tired of the “In the name of the Moon I will punish you!”-s the next morning.
Kame literally threw the two men with the medicines and soup out of his room because they were ‘distracting him and he would miss important information about how to save the cheerleader’.
It was pure luck that they had left Kame with the first season only. Kame, after nineteen hours of watching Heroes without pause, came out to the living room, where Koki and Jin were guessing whether Kame turned into something like what people called ‘otaku’ in the world of anime, and demanded for the second season.
After minutes of arguing (Koki trying to convince Kame that he should rest a little because being excited didn’t really help his recovery and Jin shouting at Pi through the phone and claiming that his two best friends had turned Kame into a Heroes addicted freak), they settled down in the kitchen for a late dinner (Koki realized that Kame had only a slight fever the first time, and Pi reminded Jin that he himself became a ‘addicted freak’ for days after first watching Heroes).
They went to bed half past five in the morning (Kame had started on the series at nine in the morning and finished it in the middle of the night, at four o’clock). All of the had a tiring day; Jin had a hoarse throat from all the dubbing he did that day, Koki had a stiff body after practicing his brake-like dance moves for hours and Kame’s eyes hurt like hell after looking at the screen for too long, but sleep just wouldn’t come for them. In the end, Jin and Koki sneaked back into Kame’s bed-they weren’t even surprised to find the other in the youngest one’s bed anymore-and just lied there and enjoyed the early morning lights and sounds coming from the streets.
It was Kame who fell asleep first. He made himself comfortable between Jin and Koki, lying on his side, facing Jin and pressed back against Koki tightly, enjoying the warmness radiating from his friends.
Koki was the first to get out of bed. He only lied there for hours, awake, even after Jin had fallen asleep not long after Kame had drifted off. It was nice to be like that - lying in the comfortable bed and hugging Kame to himself, but it was also why Koki couldn’t bear staying so close to Kame any longer. He needed a cold shower, right in that minute, before Kame and Jin woke up. If they found him in bed with a pretty visible (and in Kame’s case, feel-able) hard on, he would die in shame…
It… really wasn’t that Kame and he had never discussed things like that. They were men, after all and neither of them were the shy. Earlier in their relationship they were talking about it a lot; Kame told about his experiences in one drunken night and Koki did the same a few days later and ever since then they never shied away when the topic came up. Koki didn’t know if it was just as conscious from Kame’s side as it was from his, but they never talked about being with each other, not even after their first kiss and confessing their attraction to each other.
Koki was the one who hadn’t got any first-hand experience with men, but Kame was the one who was more afraid of starting something deeper with Koki. He didn’t need to tell the older one why he was so wary; the reason right now was sleeping peacefully in his bed.
Intentional or not, Jin had hurt Kame and even though Kame had never really told Koki what had happened between him and Jin-it was the only topic Kame was reluctant to talk about, even years later-, Koki knew that it must not had been one of Kame’s prettiest memories, more like the other way around. In the end, Koki decided that it was the best to leave the initiation to Kame and not to stress him further. He never had problem with holding himself back; But really, he had never really had the chance to get this close to Kame physically. Just thinking about where his hand would have been if he had slid it a few inches lower from Kame’s belly already made his hardening manhood twitch in excitement.
By the time Koki finished his morning shower, Kame and Jin were up too, and they were talking about what to have for breakfast.
“You are so clever about how to cure me,” Kame turned to Koki when he stepped into the room, “But if you keep sleeping here, you’ll catch my cold.”
“We don’t catch colds that easily,” Jin answered, getting out of bed and stretching his arms.
The only answer he got from Kame was a “Hmpf”, and a pout.
*
Seven days after moving into the apartment, Kame was healthy again and everything went back to the way it used to be. Even the doctor allowed Kame to step out of the house now. It really was a blessing that Heroes had only two seasons and that Jin and Koki were able to sneak out Dr. Who and Supernatural without Kame realizing that they had been there in the first place.
The night before they would leave Kame’s home, Koki and Jin packed their things and went to bed early. They had to be fit, especially Kame, because the first thing they would do the next day was to shoot the materials for the Queen of Pirates promotions, and neither of them should be looking tired on screen.
Jin and Koki both didn’t seem too enthusiastic about it, though. Koki didn’t really know why Jin was packing with such a sour expression on his face, but Koki himself loved to live with Kame and if it were up to him, he would stay even if Kame wanted to throw him out of the window, literally speaking.
There was one thing, though, for what he was grateful: Hopefully, after moving back to his own apartment, his lust for Kame would go back to its previous level and he wouldn’t jump on the younger man whenever he had the opportunity - like during the night, when Jin was already asleep on the other side of the bed…
“Koki”, it’s not like I don’t want you, you know…” Kame mumbled against his chest.
They were lying on their sides, facing each other.
“Then?” The bond man asked gently.
“I don’t want to relive that ugly ending I share with Jin…”
“You were too young then,” Koki mumbled into Kame’s hair. Was this why Kame didn’t want to have sex with him? Was he afraid that everything would change the next morning? “You and Jin shared something that teenagers can not understand with a mind revolving around nothing but their libidos. But you grew up since then,” Koki answered, sinking his fingers into Kame’s silky locks. “You can handle it now, you’re fine with women, aren’t you.”
“Yeah, maybe you’re right…” Kame sighed, barely audible.
Koki propped himself up on one elbow and looked down at Kame, whose head was now resting on the pillow. “Stop thinking about what if-s. This doesn’t have to turn out ugly.”
With that, he leaned over Kame, and pressed his lips against the younger one’s. Kame turned his head to the side.
“You didn’t have a problem with my kisses before,” Koki said, disappointment evident in his voice.
“No, it’s… You know Jin’s sleeping next to me.”
“So,” Koki started slowly. “If Jin wasn’t here, you would not stop me?”
“I wouldn’t, I think,” Kame answered carefully.
A huge and honest grin spread on Koki’s face, making the corner of his eyes wrinkle in happiness. He leaned over Kame again, and this time Kame didn’t protest when Koki licked his lips several times. He opened his mouth just a little, giving Koki access and the blond man didn’t hesitate to deepen the kiss.
By now, Koki was fully above him, with his knees on either side of Kame’s thighs. One of his hands sneaked under the shirt he was sleeping in, caressing milky chest and abdomen, and playing with the nipples and navel, always the one his fingers were brushing past. The hand settled on Kame’s waist in the end, adoring the little curve that turned him on every time Kame was in a sexy costume, on which the designer decided to turn all of her attention to the waist-area.
“We’ll wake him up…” Kame mumbled in between kisses but Koki didn’t seem to worry about it too much.
“Who cares,” He said. “I’m positive he wouldn’t get embarrassed by the scene, considering how many wome-“
“Koki, please,” Kame hissed behind clenched teeth.
“Okay,” Koki sighed in the end, irritated, and lied back down next to Kame. His hand didn’t leave his waist, though, and was now moving slowly lower.
“But I’m positive, if Akanishi would wake up, it would be because of your loud protests.”
He found the waistband on Kame’s boxers and slowly pushed his fingers under it. Kame wasn’t protesting now and Koki didn’t fail to vocalize it.
“Shut up,” Kame whispered in response but Koki saw the smile appearing on the younger one’s lips.
Koki caressed a hipbone bulging out slightly but decided to not take things further tonight. The two of them fell asleep like this, Koki’s hands on Kame’s hip and Kame turned towards him, head buried under his armpit and both of them oblivious to the very much awake Jin, watching the wall in front of him with reddening eyes.
*
The next morning, Koki, Jin and Kame went to work together, but only one of them returned to the apartment that night.
*
Things kind of fell back in the way they used to be between Jin, Kame and Koki. Their schedule soon became hectic as rehearsals for KAT-TUN’s upcoming concert tour started. The tension between Jin and Koki, though, wasn’t as high as it used to be - the week they had spent together with Kame had changed the both of them; they didn’t hang out together, but the tension between them had lessened.
Kame felt the change between them too and he was somewhat glad for that. He hung out with Koki the most in the past one and half a year, but after Jin had returned from America, he started to spend more time with him too. Not much, they weren’t out together often, maybe once in every two months but Kame thought it was a good start to rebuild their friendship. It was him who turned down most of Jin’s invitations but he just couldn’t help it. He was more comfortable around Koki and Kame preferred going out with him more than with Jin for that reason.
In the past week, though, his way of resolution about Jin had weakened. He got to know an absolutely different kind of Jin than what he saw during the few times they met during and outside of work. What he saw in these days was not the cool, popular and sexy Jin that he had grown to know but the silly one he could never resist in the past…
So after a long day of dance rehearsals, when he thought that everyone had already left the changing room, he found Koki and Jin still talking and he couldn’t help but step closer the door, listening in their conversation.
“He’s doing fine…” Jin said.
“Of course he is,” Koki answered in a nonchalant voice. “He is Kame.”
“Yeah, he is…” Jin sighed.
“What’s with you?” Koki asked then. “You were out of it the whole day.”
There was a little pause.
“I miss it.”
Koki didn’t answer, as if he knew what Jin was referring to.
“Yeah, me too,” He said in the end.
“Get sick,” Jin said then.
Kame raised an eyebrow. What kind of insult was that?
But after a moment Jin continued, and that made Kame’s breath freeze in his chest.
“If you get sick, Kame will take care of you. And I’ll take care of you too, so I can be with him again.”
For a moment, Kame could only gape at the door. Jin wanted to… be with him?
A small smile appeared on his face, and in the next moment, he tore the door open as if he had just been running down the corridor and he even pretended to be panting.
“Thank God, you’re still here!” He gasped.
“Kame, what happened?” Koki immediately turned towards him.
“I…” Kame panted. “I thought we could go out for dinner? The three of us,” He smiled brightly at them.