mystorie's Request
myxstorie 's Request && Prompt:
Pairing: I'm not fussy.. really. I love Ueda, and angsty, angry Akame (none of this fluffy 'Jinjin, kame-chaaaan' crap, please... I like Akame with a temper XD Like, they don't WANT to need each other, but they can't deny it
Genre: As it's KAT-TUN, and probably Akame, angst. Not AU though, unless you have a really good idea.
Rating: Anything up to NC-17
Short summary: I don't really have any specific requests, I'm easy XD Just nothing too sappy, please XD I save my sap for Pin.
Thirty minutes. That was all the time that had passed since Jin stepped off the plane from Los Angeles and had arrived safely back in Tokyo. It was such a long, exhausting flight (it didn't matter that he slept the whole time, he was still tired and was looking forward to going home and sleeping). He was currently in the back seat of a taxi, being driven to his house and barely managing to stay awake. His phone vibrated in his lap, announcing that he had a new mail. He looked at who had sent it to him and his jaw fell open, then closed in a thin line. Kamenashi. What the hell did he want? Jin opened the message a bit reluctantly, not wanting to give into his curiosity. "Akanishi. We need to talk, since I know you're back in Japan now. I'll be at your house waiting." Furious, Jin pounded the keys as he typed his angry reply. "There's nothing to talk about. Besides, you can't get inside my house." Send. A wave of satisfaction spread through Jin when he sent the mail, hoping that he'd make Kamenashi angry or something.
Almost instantly, his phone vibrated again, signaling that he had another mail. "Yes there is. And I'm already inside, your mother loves me, remember? ^_^." Jin groaned and resisted the urge to throw his phone at the back of the taxi driver's head; he didn't want to damage his phone. He did not reply to the mail. He sulked the rest of the ride to his house and considered just being dropped off elsewhere and walking around until Kamenashi left or something. But Jin still had all of his luggage and he was tired plus it was cold out. He briefly considered going to Pi's house but quickly shook the thought away; Kamenashi would figure it out easily enough and just go there instead. Now that he was back in Japan, Jin was trapped. There was nowhere he could go that Kamenashi couldn't find him. In fact, he was sure that the only thing that hadn't stopped the other from just following him to LA was the fact that he had filming for his new wine drama or whatever it was (Jin clearly did not care about such petty things, of course not).
The drive back to his house seemed much faster than it should have been and that caused Jin to glare at the back of the taxi driver's head as he paid for the trip. His manners had apparently been left behind in America, as he got out of the taxi (grumbling unintelligible things under his breath) and grabbed all of his luggage. He carried it up the walk to his house with a few dramatic grunts escaping his throat. He tried to look on the bright side of things: maybe Kamenashi had gotten a call from his own mother and left to go home or go molest Koki or something. Alas, Jin did not have such good luck, hence why he was forever a pessimist about such things. Kamenashi skipped down the walkway and grabbed a suitcase out of Jin's hand. Too tired to protest, Jin watched Kamenashi stumble under the weight of his suitcase (a lazy half-smirk appeared on Jin's face as he watched the smaller man struggle).
Eventually, they made it to the door and Kamenashi threw it open, setting down Jin's suitcase with a crash. Jin shook his head and set down the rest of the things he was carrying just as his mother came rushing over to his side to greet him. He accepted all her hugs and kisses before finally excusing himself, walking towards the bathroom to clean himself up a bit. Of course Kamenashi followed like some sort of puppy. Of course.
Jin really did try to slam the bathroom door in his face, but Kamenashi suddenly had amazing strength (that, or Jin was really weak from how tired he was, or maybe - just maybe - he didn't really mind Kamenashi following him around as much as he pretended to). So Kamenashi followed him into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door once they were both inside the cramped space. Jin gripped the sink so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He stared into the mirror, able to see how close the younger man was to him. Although it didn't matter if he could see him or not, because he could definitely, definitely feel him right there, with just inches to spare between them.
"What are you doing here, Kamenashi." It wasn't a question.
"You left without saying goodbye or offering any sort of explanation." Kamenashi's voice wasn't his usual playful tone. It was dark and serious.
Jin let out an exasperated sigh, knowing already that the conversation would go absolutely no where but in circles. Why even bother talking? "I don't owe you any explanation. What happened between us was something that happened once and will never happen again." His hands began to hurt from how hard he was holding onto the sink so he went to use the toilet, not caring that Kamenashi was in the room.
"Why won't it happen again?" Kamenashi asked, his voice small, almost sad. His eyes were fixed on Jin's .. back. Definitely his back.
Wincing when he heard how the smaller man sounded, Jin finished up what he was doing and flushed the toilet before moving to wash his hands. "Because I don't deserve you," Jin muttered down into the sink, not looking up as he focused on scrubbing his hands intensely as if he were preparing to perform surgery or something.
Kamenashi's jaw tightened and he looked at Jin with wide eyes. When he spoke again, he did not sound sad but instead angry. "And why not?"
Jin grimaced a little at Kamenashi's angry tone, but it was definitely better than the sad tone. "Scratch that. I just don't want or need you." Lies. All lies. But Jin was the best liar there ever was. His expression did not falter, and he finally shut the water off. Hands red and rough, he began drying them off on a nearby towel.
The younger man's mouth fell open and he struggled to regain himself; to ignore the stabbing pain in his heart. He took a few steps closer to Jin, deciding that he didn't know what he was talking about. "That's not true. You're lying. You just don't want to need me. You need me so much that it scares you."
Anger coursed through Jin's veins. Kamenashi had hit the nail on the mark. He spun around wildly to face the smaller man. "So what if I do." Instantly, without much movement at all, he had Kamenashi pinned to the bathroom wall.
A playful, cat-like smirk appeared on the younger man's face. The smirk that was reserved usually just for Jin. "Well maybe I need you, too, you stupid idiot. You should have never left me," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Why not? Did you go out on the town and sleep with tons of pretty women?" Jin asked, his smirk nearly mimicking the one on Kamenashi's face, only his was not cat-like.
"No, just Koki."
Jin winced. He was sensitive about that topic. He was still all angry and irritated, though, and just stared at the other.
"I bet you had fun in LA with lots of big breasted girls, am I right?" Kamenashi asked, his tone flat and emotionless.
That did it. Anger flared through Jin and within seconds he had closed the small distance between them and pressed his body roughly to Kamenashi's, hoping to crush him to death or something.
A glutton for punishment, that's what Kamenashi was. He just didn't know when to stop. "Ow, Akanishi. You really are getting fat."
A glare came across the older man's face. Without any sort of warning, his lips were pressed to Kamenashi's in a messy, rough kiss. Lips smacked against each other and Jin knew he'd leave bruises and marks but he didn't care; it was all Kamenashi's fault for making him so angry all the time.
Eyes widened in shock but Kamenashi quickly got over it and was soon kissing Jin back roughly, biting down hard on his lower lip.
Jin gasped and moaned a little at the bite, opening his eyes to glare at Kamenashi.
Despite the fact that their lips were attached to each other, the younger man still managed a cat-like smirk. He released Jin's lower lip and went to grab at the taller man's crotch roughly, wasting no time in showing what he wanted.
A groan left Jin's lips. He understood perfectly well just what Kamenashi wanted and probably needed. He pulled his own pants down shamelessly (he'd forgotten to button them again when using the toilet moments ago, or maybe he'd anticipated this, wanted it). His boxers came down next and when Jin looked up again he was met with Kamenashi's erection. The other had already lost his pants and boxers as well.
Jin smirked in satisfaction before spinning Kamenashi around, pushing him to the wall.
Maybe, just maybe, he needed him more than he'd ever admit.
Pairing: I'm not fussy.. really. I love Ueda, and angsty, angry Akame (none of this fluffy 'Jinjin, kame-chaaaan' crap, please... I like Akame with a temper XD Like, they don't WANT to need each other, but they can't deny it
Genre: As it's KAT-TUN, and probably Akame, angst. Not AU though, unless you have a really good idea.
Rating: Anything up to NC-17
Short summary: I don't really have any specific requests, I'm easy XD Just nothing too sappy, please XD I save my sap for Pin.
Thirty minutes. That was all the time that had passed since Jin stepped off the plane from Los Angeles and had arrived safely back in Tokyo. It was such a long, exhausting flight (it didn't matter that he slept the whole time, he was still tired and was looking forward to going home and sleeping). He was currently in the back seat of a taxi, being driven to his house and barely managing to stay awake. His phone vibrated in his lap, announcing that he had a new mail. He looked at who had sent it to him and his jaw fell open, then closed in a thin line. Kamenashi. What the hell did he want? Jin opened the message a bit reluctantly, not wanting to give into his curiosity. "Akanishi. We need to talk, since I know you're back in Japan now. I'll be at your house waiting." Furious, Jin pounded the keys as he typed his angry reply. "There's nothing to talk about. Besides, you can't get inside my house." Send. A wave of satisfaction spread through Jin when he sent the mail, hoping that he'd make Kamenashi angry or something.
Almost instantly, his phone vibrated again, signaling that he had another mail. "Yes there is. And I'm already inside, your mother loves me, remember? ^_^." Jin groaned and resisted the urge to throw his phone at the back of the taxi driver's head; he didn't want to damage his phone. He did not reply to the mail. He sulked the rest of the ride to his house and considered just being dropped off elsewhere and walking around until Kamenashi left or something. But Jin still had all of his luggage and he was tired plus it was cold out. He briefly considered going to Pi's house but quickly shook the thought away; Kamenashi would figure it out easily enough and just go there instead. Now that he was back in Japan, Jin was trapped. There was nowhere he could go that Kamenashi couldn't find him. In fact, he was sure that the only thing that hadn't stopped the other from just following him to LA was the fact that he had filming for his new wine drama or whatever it was (Jin clearly did not care about such petty things, of course not).
The drive back to his house seemed much faster than it should have been and that caused Jin to glare at the back of the taxi driver's head as he paid for the trip. His manners had apparently been left behind in America, as he got out of the taxi (grumbling unintelligible things under his breath) and grabbed all of his luggage. He carried it up the walk to his house with a few dramatic grunts escaping his throat. He tried to look on the bright side of things: maybe Kamenashi had gotten a call from his own mother and left to go home or go molest Koki or something. Alas, Jin did not have such good luck, hence why he was forever a pessimist about such things. Kamenashi skipped down the walkway and grabbed a suitcase out of Jin's hand. Too tired to protest, Jin watched Kamenashi stumble under the weight of his suitcase (a lazy half-smirk appeared on Jin's face as he watched the smaller man struggle).
Eventually, they made it to the door and Kamenashi threw it open, setting down Jin's suitcase with a crash. Jin shook his head and set down the rest of the things he was carrying just as his mother came rushing over to his side to greet him. He accepted all her hugs and kisses before finally excusing himself, walking towards the bathroom to clean himself up a bit. Of course Kamenashi followed like some sort of puppy. Of course.
Jin really did try to slam the bathroom door in his face, but Kamenashi suddenly had amazing strength (that, or Jin was really weak from how tired he was, or maybe - just maybe - he didn't really mind Kamenashi following him around as much as he pretended to). So Kamenashi followed him into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door once they were both inside the cramped space. Jin gripped the sink so tightly that his knuckles turned white. He stared into the mirror, able to see how close the younger man was to him. Although it didn't matter if he could see him or not, because he could definitely, definitely feel him right there, with just inches to spare between them.
"What are you doing here, Kamenashi." It wasn't a question.
"You left without saying goodbye or offering any sort of explanation." Kamenashi's voice wasn't his usual playful tone. It was dark and serious.
Jin let out an exasperated sigh, knowing already that the conversation would go absolutely no where but in circles. Why even bother talking? "I don't owe you any explanation. What happened between us was something that happened once and will never happen again." His hands began to hurt from how hard he was holding onto the sink so he went to use the toilet, not caring that Kamenashi was in the room.
"Why won't it happen again?" Kamenashi asked, his voice small, almost sad. His eyes were fixed on Jin's .. back. Definitely his back.
Wincing when he heard how the smaller man sounded, Jin finished up what he was doing and flushed the toilet before moving to wash his hands. "Because I don't deserve you," Jin muttered down into the sink, not looking up as he focused on scrubbing his hands intensely as if he were preparing to perform surgery or something.
Kamenashi's jaw tightened and he looked at Jin with wide eyes. When he spoke again, he did not sound sad but instead angry. "And why not?"
Jin grimaced a little at Kamenashi's angry tone, but it was definitely better than the sad tone. "Scratch that. I just don't want or need you." Lies. All lies. But Jin was the best liar there ever was. His expression did not falter, and he finally shut the water off. Hands red and rough, he began drying them off on a nearby towel.
The younger man's mouth fell open and he struggled to regain himself; to ignore the stabbing pain in his heart. He took a few steps closer to Jin, deciding that he didn't know what he was talking about. "That's not true. You're lying. You just don't want to need me. You need me so much that it scares you."
Anger coursed through Jin's veins. Kamenashi had hit the nail on the mark. He spun around wildly to face the smaller man. "So what if I do." Instantly, without much movement at all, he had Kamenashi pinned to the bathroom wall.
A playful, cat-like smirk appeared on the younger man's face. The smirk that was reserved usually just for Jin. "Well maybe I need you, too, you stupid idiot. You should have never left me," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Why not? Did you go out on the town and sleep with tons of pretty women?" Jin asked, his smirk nearly mimicking the one on Kamenashi's face, only his was not cat-like.
"No, just Koki."
Jin winced. He was sensitive about that topic. He was still all angry and irritated, though, and just stared at the other.
"I bet you had fun in LA with lots of big breasted girls, am I right?" Kamenashi asked, his tone flat and emotionless.
That did it. Anger flared through Jin and within seconds he had closed the small distance between them and pressed his body roughly to Kamenashi's, hoping to crush him to death or something.
A glutton for punishment, that's what Kamenashi was. He just didn't know when to stop. "Ow, Akanishi. You really are getting fat."
A glare came across the older man's face. Without any sort of warning, his lips were pressed to Kamenashi's in a messy, rough kiss. Lips smacked against each other and Jin knew he'd leave bruises and marks but he didn't care; it was all Kamenashi's fault for making him so angry all the time.
Eyes widened in shock but Kamenashi quickly got over it and was soon kissing Jin back roughly, biting down hard on his lower lip.
Jin gasped and moaned a little at the bite, opening his eyes to glare at Kamenashi.
Despite the fact that their lips were attached to each other, the younger man still managed a cat-like smirk. He released Jin's lower lip and went to grab at the taller man's crotch roughly, wasting no time in showing what he wanted.
A groan left Jin's lips. He understood perfectly well just what Kamenashi wanted and probably needed. He pulled his own pants down shamelessly (he'd forgotten to button them again when using the toilet moments ago, or maybe he'd anticipated this, wanted it). His boxers came down next and when Jin looked up again he was met with Kamenashi's erection. The other had already lost his pants and boxers as well.
Jin smirked in satisfaction before spinning Kamenashi around, pushing him to the wall.
Maybe, just maybe, he needed him more than he'd ever admit.