Unmei no Hito (One-Shot)
Title : 運命の人(One-Shot)
Author : shirobara_93
Pairing : Let’s have a surprise ^^, Ohmiya
Rating : PG
Genre : Fluff (?)
Summary : Satoshi married the person that he never met. What happen next??
Disclaimer : Sorry, I didn’t own them. Only the idea.
Warning : Un-beta, unstructured grammar and lack of vocabulary (m_m)
Happy reading \(^0^)/
[ Satoshi married the person that he never met.]
Knock on the door resound all over the apartment, but no one answer it. Another serial of knocks heard before shouting voice heard from outside of the apartment, “Oh-chan!!! Do you want to open it up or want me to break it!”
But still no answer from inside. Nino knock it again. Harder this time, “I count till 10 and I can assure you I won’t pay for any damage on your door. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6-”
Clicking sound heard and stopped Nino’s counts when a messy head pop up from the opening of the door, “What do you want, Nino? Being all noisy early in the morning,” Satoshi said while yawning in front of Nino. Nino rolled his eyes hearing to that and excuses himself into the apartment. The apartment is so messy that would make anyone speechless but that was nothing new to Nino. He knows this would happen whenever his artist slash buddy, hurried over his deadlines.
“It’s 2 o’clock you know. Evening. Evening, I repeat. What you’ve been doing?” Nino’s hand actively tidy up all the paper scattered on the floor. Satoshi just found his way to the couch and lay back while his eyes close.
“I just finished up my art by dawn and now I feel sooooo sleepy. Can I get my sleep back now?” Nino just nodded, understand his friend condition. He scoot up on the couch while patting Satoshi’s bum as lullaby him.
“Taihen da ne~ But now, I want you to wake up, wash up and move out. I really means right now” But it might be a lot of work to handle sleepy Satoshi since he just drift off again. It is almost 3 in the evening when Nino successfully drag Satoshi out of his apartment. Nino drives them to Satoshi’s favorite ramen shop after makes a stop to the nearest convenience store.
They are lucky since there are not many customer around that time. Yeah, lunch hour just passed and there is only one customer other than them in that shop. Satoshi look up at the other customer and at that moment when their eyes met (probably since the stranger wore sunglasses), the other choke on his ramen. Satoshi walks to the stranger and pat his back, “Are you alright?”
The other just nodded while lowering his sight and grab a glass of water that Satoshi offers before nodded once again. Give signal that he is okay and Satoshi no need to attend him anymore. Satoshi just back up and move to table behind that stranger. Nino raises his eyebrows, whispering silent ‘why?’ and Satoshi answer with shakes of head.
While waiting for their food, Nino discuss with him about new art that need to be done by Satoshi. Satoshi nodded whilst eyeing the content of Nino’s plastic bag. Nino catches his eyesight and rummage around the plastic bag contents before pull out fashion magazine and show it in front of Satoshi’s eyes. Satoshi chuckles when he see the magazine, “Since when you into fashion magazine? Furthermore An An, latest edition.”
Another cough heard and Satoshi look at the person sitting at table behind him, “Are you okay, sir?” Satoshi get another nodded while turn his attention back to Nino.
“Of course this wasn’t mine. It’s Risa’s. She got me to buy this since his favorite model ended up being the cover front of the magazine. You already know that I have my own fashion sense,” Satoshi only nodded and seize the magazine from Nino. He know enough that Nino is stylish in his own fashion genre. His style may not be a par with those professionals' but it is enough to get attention from all girls that works at the gallery, or those clients of him. Satoshi open up the magazine and look up for the article that made up to the magazine cover.
“MatsuJun is soo handsome. Don’t you think so? I really love this orange-green stripe shirt that he wore. It looks good for matching shirt, right? I hope that I can wear it someday with my partner,” Another cough heard from the stranger and this time it’s really makes Nino feels enough with the cough sound.
“Sir, are you really really okay? I see you keep on coughing. Do you need some expectorant? I can buy it for you, you know,” It really gotten to Nino’s nerve since his conversation with Satoshi is disturb with the cough-stranger.
“Nino! I’m sorry about my friend. He may be a little bit sharp tongue, but he is nice person,” Satoshi explain to the stranger. The stranger just nodded again, before rise, place some cash notes on the table, nodded to the shop owner and dash out from the shop.
“Look what you’ve done,” Satoshi pouts seeing the stranger leave in hurry. He feels sorry towards him. At that time, their order arrived and once again Satoshi apologize to the owner. The owner just smile before going back to the kitchen that place just behind the counter.
“What?! It’s not my fault since his cough disturb our conversation, no? What a weird man to come and eat ramen with all the knit cap and sunglasses. Doesn’t he feel hot?” Nino tries to stand his point and dig in. Satoshi shakes his head, immune with Nino’s behavior. He also dig in his ramen and just notice how hungry he is upon smelling the nice aroma of the ramen.
***
It is not long after that incident, Satoshi got call from his mother, informing that she wants to come over that weekend. Satoshi wouldn’t mind his mother to come over because he will be just at his apartment then.
He works for a gallery that sales all of his art at, well we can say at a quite high price. Nino is his mediator with the gallery. The prices of his works also decided by Nino. He just loves to draw and making sculpture and money not really his thing. As long as he can buy his equipment, he can eat well and send some to his parent, he don’t really care how much his earn from every arts sold. But all of that matter to him ever since his mother comes that weekend.
His mother told him that someone wants to hands him on a marriage. It is such a jokes to him. He is almost 36 years old, for God sake. And wasn’t it his job to ask someone for marriage not vice versa. But looking at his mother and hearing at her tone, he knows that she is serious. She also told him that he will have his omiai by end of this month which not more than three weeks from now. He assures her that he will come to the omiai since his mother seems not to believe in him.
Satoshi tell that story to Nino and he gets the same reaction when his mother told that to him. But when he thinks about it all over again, his mother is right. He won’t be at his 30ies all the time. He will age and surely he need companion. He thinks omiai is not a bad thing. But from his mother’s tone, he knows that his parent really hope that this omiai would works. And at that time he just realized that he forgot to ask his mother for his omiai partner’s picture.
More important than that, Satoshi put the omiai case aside and focus on his art that need to be done early if he wants to attend the omiai.
His apartment in mess as he just completed his latest art and his stomach grumble. It’s been 3 days from the last time he walks out off his apartment. And this time, not knocking on the door surprise him, but ringing of his phone. Satoshi searching for his phone by the ringing sound and successfully fishing it out from bunch of paper on the floor. The ringing ended as soon as he wants to pick up the calls. He scrolls over the screen and found out that the call was from his mother.
He wonders why and one thing crossed his mind. OMIAI!! He opens up the calendar apps in his phone and today is 31st August! The date for his omiai! He rushes to bathroom, dress up as neatly as he can as he need to catch up with the time. He makes call to Nino informing that the art is done and he tries to send it to the gallery as early as he can. As the call ended, another incoming call ring and Satoshi pick it up while he tries to stabilize his breathing when he manages to seize in the cab.
“Where are you, Satoshi?!” His mother mother’s volume up one octave and Satoshi needs distance his ears from the phone for a bit to protect his hearing ability.
“I’m on my way to the omiai, mom. I may be late. Can you hold on for sec?” Satoshi tries to cool down his mother. After being nagged, his mother cut off the phone. Satoshi just smile sheepishly to the driver. The driver only nodded and smile back at him.
When Satoshi arrive at the venue, he dash to the room that his mother mentioned at the phone earlier without taking notice of his surroundings. He knows he is late. Very much late. And he really doesn’t have time to take a look moreover, appreciate the serene view. He only greet by the scene where only his parent are there whilst the other party probably already going home. Satoshi tries to catch his breath and his leg feels like already detaches from his body.
“Omiai wa?” His parent simply shakes their heads and Satoshi sigh at that. He misses his chance to meet with his omiai which, may be, his other half.
His father pats his back, give some encouragement. Satoshi smiles bitterly to him, and divert his eyes to his mother. His mother kneels in front of him and straightens his crumple shirt. “You work so hard to attend this omiai and we know it the best. May be he just wasn’t made for you,”
His mother soft tone makes Satoshi raises his face, looking direct into his mother’s eyes. His mother wipes sweat all over his face and he just realized his shirt drench in sweat. Suddenly he heard his mother giggling, “Mom think, they will be really shocked if you come all sweaty like this,” Satoshi only smiles upon hearing his mother’s chuckles.
“But I really want to see him,”
“He, your partner is busy and I don’t think it is that easy to just simply arrange another omiai,” his father answers him. Satoshi give another sigh before an idea come up from his simple mind. “Then, I’ll just marry him,”
***
He won’t forget his parent smiles that time. He also won’t forget Nino shocked face upon hearing his marriage news. Unexpectedly the other party agrees to the marriage even he and his-soon-to-be-husband never met. The marriage preparation run smoothly. The marriage will be held on 25th November. One day before his birthday and it was set by the other party.
He never knows who is his partner aside his name, Matsumoto Jun. Satoshi thinks he had came across that name before this, but his mind too lazy to thinks about it. He wonders what is his partner’s job since they really didn’t have time to meet even once before the wedding. It makes Satoshi feels a little bit uneasy. Really, what he needs to do if in the end he can’t stand with his partner? What if his partner is forced to marry him? His partner his younger than him, around 3 years, that the information that he got from his mother. His mother describe his partner as a young, good looking guy. Someone polite and respect older (maybe he will be respected since he is older?) kind hearted and the most important thing, suits well with him (he can’t really get into this point, though).
The wedding is held in small church and only a few peoples are invited, mostly from their family, relative and closest friend, and for Satoshi is Nino. Satoshi doesn’t really bothers by it even it intrigue Nino’s interest. It is another thing decided by the other party. To have this small wedding without attract people attention. That statement pretty pique his interest because, how can wedding of someone like him, which is obviously work behind the curtains without no ones know who he is, can attract people attention?
But all his questions answer at the time the church doors open and his groom walks down the aisle with smiles that is too bright for Satoshi. His jaw drop and so does Nino. Some small ‘kya!!’ here and there, resound all over the small church. They exchange their vows and Satoshi hear his husband voice for the first time.
Later, Satoshi found himself agape while sitting at one of single couch of the hotel lobby that they reserved for the reception ceremony. Nino sat beside him and elbowed him. “How can you didn’t tell me you are marrying the famous, hot model MatsuJun? Nee, Satoshi. Are you here?” Nino keeps on poking him but receiving no answer. Satoshi still in his shock state even after all ceremony is done and it is time for him to take rest at one of the suite prepared for him. Not only for him. For them; he and his husband, MatsuJun!
Satoshi didn’t headed to his suite but to his parents’. His mother welcoming him with bear hug and kisses all over his face. Congratulates him and whatsoever. She lead him to the nearest sofa while his parent sit in front of him, waiting for him to speak. True, he is rarely speak but this time it is not including to that ‘rare’ case.
“Mom, can I cancelled out this marriage?” His mother’s expression stiff upon hearing his request and then soften when she looks at her son’s blank face. She knows that Satoshi still shocked. It is MatsuJun's request not to disclose his identity to Satoshi. It is surprise, he said. But she think it surprise her sons too much until he still shocked even they already married almost 12 hours ago.
“You are still shocked, Satoshi. You better back to your room. I guess Jun is waiting for you,” His mother usher him until they stood still in front the suite with ‘3104’ written on the door's plate. Satoshi takes out the key card and slips into the suite.
He found his husband sitting on the bed, clearly waiting for him. He is out of his nice suit and changes into dark purple bathrobe. That sight is breathtaking. “Why don’t you wash up and join me here. I already prepared your bathrobe beside the sink,”
Satoshi nodded and does what he instructed as if he is hypnotized. He wears a nice dark blue bathrobe and sees his reflection on the mirror. Surprisingly, it suits him well. When he is walks out from the bathroom he is welcome with the sight of MatsuJun with his glasses on, reading book on their bed. He thinks that from now on, he will share the same bed with him, watching this extravagant scene every night, watching that handsome face early every morning.
Jun caught him red-handed and pats the space beside him, sign for Satoshi to sit there. When he safely land on the soft mattress, Jun put aside his book and pull him into a warm hug from behind. That surprise him and he become stiff all of sudden. Jun put his chin on his shoulder and caresses his side. It naturally calms him down. “Where are you come from?”
Satoshi looking at his lap before answer with a little shaking voice, “I went to meet parents. I ask them if I can cancel this marriage,”
Satoshi could feel the caresses stop before Jun turns him around so they are face to face, “Why? You hate this marriage?”
Jun asks him with such a sweet voice that surely melts him. Satoshi shakes his head, denying the assumption.“Then, why?”
“It just that I don’t know that my partner is you,”
“So, you hate me?” Satoshi shakes his head vigorously and it brings giggle to Jun to see how cute his husband can be.
“It just that I don’t think that I deserve someone like you. Someone that hot, cool, famous, fashionable, good looking like you. I’m just a mere an artist. But not your kind of artist. Your kind is celebrity. My kind is the one that make that small small art, like painting or sculpture that you saw at gallery. You are much younger than me and more handsome than me. While, I’m just and old ma-” Satoshi words cut short as he feel the soft lips against his. The second time for today. He wants to savor the moment but Jun pulls out as fast as he kisses him. Satoshi pouts at the lost.
“You know, no old man would pout like my husband. And no old man looks sooooo cute as my husband,” Satoshi smile upon hearing Jun’s sweet praises. His face surely is red as he can feels his tip of ears a little bit warm. He will be 36 any moment and still called cute.
“And no old man would blush madly as my husband, my Toshi,” Satoshi face becomes redder hearing his nick name.
Jun leans down to catch those pouty lips of his husband. One of his hand sneak around Satoshi waist to keeps him in place, whereas the other one cupping Satoshi face as he deepen the kiss. “And believe me, no old man taste as sweet as my Toshi,” Jun whispering between their lips.
“Would you like to have a date with me, tomorrow?” Satoshi nodded eagerly, agree to the suggestion. But one thing cross his mind, “But I don’t think I have suitable outfit,” Satoshi sigh.
“You don’t have to worry about that. I already prepared our outfit. I can promise that you will love it,”
“Why you can be so sure?” Satoshi try to challenge his husband but in sweet voice, tilting his head as his eyes swam in others’ eyes.
“Just believe in me. Didn’t you say earlier that I’m fashionable? So the outcome will also be fashionable and stylish,” Satoshi nodded. “Then, why we whispering?”
“Because we don’t want to disturb other people as I want to proceed to the next stage of our night,”
“Next stage? What kind of next stage?” Satoshi ask in as innocent as his voice can be even he can guess what's lingering on Jun’s mind.
“This kind of next stage,” Jun whisper low as he abruptly lay Satoshi down beneath him. Satoshi yelp at the sudden action before chuckle. Jun once again lean down and kiss those lips that addictive to him. Satoshi smiles to the kiss and he knows their night is the long one.
***
As promised, they went for a date the next day. Jun already waiting for Satoshi at the hotel’s lobby with his disguise on. He put on his knit cap, sunglasses and face mask. He smiles behind the face mask when he saw Satoshi out from the elevator wearing the same matching shirt as him. The one he wore for his An An photo shoot. Satoshi runs to him and grab the offered hand.
They walk hand in hand, strolling around the town. Satoshi didn’t mind with the disguise but when he take a really good look at Jun’s disguise his brain flash back some memory that kept nicely in his brain. “Jun, I think I met someone wear same disguise like you sometimes ago,”
Jun smile hearing Satoshi statement, “Hmm..This looks may be fashionable then. Let’s stop about the disguise and having some fun for those times we lost before the wedding,”
Satoshi nodded and tighten the hold even he knows, Jun won’t let go of his hand. As Jun is his fate as he is Jun’s fate.
END
a/n: This is my another Juntoshi fanfic. Another fic inspire by my dream ^^ I still have some idea for this fic. May be I’ll make it into one-shot series, but not that long. Still, I don’t really familiar with the genre and rating. Please be kind with me. Gomen ne~
p/s: By the way, English is not my native language, pardon for any grammar mistakes and lack of vocab ne~
Author : shirobara_93
Pairing : Let’s have a surprise ^^, Ohmiya
Rating : PG
Genre : Fluff (?)
Summary : Satoshi married the person that he never met. What happen next??
Disclaimer : Sorry, I didn’t own them. Only the idea.
Warning : Un-beta, unstructured grammar and lack of vocabulary (m_m)
Happy reading \(^0^)/
[ Satoshi married the person that he never met.]
Knock on the door resound all over the apartment, but no one answer it. Another serial of knocks heard before shouting voice heard from outside of the apartment, “Oh-chan!!! Do you want to open it up or want me to break it!”
But still no answer from inside. Nino knock it again. Harder this time, “I count till 10 and I can assure you I won’t pay for any damage on your door. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6-”
Clicking sound heard and stopped Nino’s counts when a messy head pop up from the opening of the door, “What do you want, Nino? Being all noisy early in the morning,” Satoshi said while yawning in front of Nino. Nino rolled his eyes hearing to that and excuses himself into the apartment. The apartment is so messy that would make anyone speechless but that was nothing new to Nino. He knows this would happen whenever his artist slash buddy, hurried over his deadlines.
“It’s 2 o’clock you know. Evening. Evening, I repeat. What you’ve been doing?” Nino’s hand actively tidy up all the paper scattered on the floor. Satoshi just found his way to the couch and lay back while his eyes close.
“I just finished up my art by dawn and now I feel sooooo sleepy. Can I get my sleep back now?” Nino just nodded, understand his friend condition. He scoot up on the couch while patting Satoshi’s bum as lullaby him.
“Taihen da ne~ But now, I want you to wake up, wash up and move out. I really means right now” But it might be a lot of work to handle sleepy Satoshi since he just drift off again. It is almost 3 in the evening when Nino successfully drag Satoshi out of his apartment. Nino drives them to Satoshi’s favorite ramen shop after makes a stop to the nearest convenience store.
They are lucky since there are not many customer around that time. Yeah, lunch hour just passed and there is only one customer other than them in that shop. Satoshi look up at the other customer and at that moment when their eyes met (probably since the stranger wore sunglasses), the other choke on his ramen. Satoshi walks to the stranger and pat his back, “Are you alright?”
The other just nodded while lowering his sight and grab a glass of water that Satoshi offers before nodded once again. Give signal that he is okay and Satoshi no need to attend him anymore. Satoshi just back up and move to table behind that stranger. Nino raises his eyebrows, whispering silent ‘why?’ and Satoshi answer with shakes of head.
While waiting for their food, Nino discuss with him about new art that need to be done by Satoshi. Satoshi nodded whilst eyeing the content of Nino’s plastic bag. Nino catches his eyesight and rummage around the plastic bag contents before pull out fashion magazine and show it in front of Satoshi’s eyes. Satoshi chuckles when he see the magazine, “Since when you into fashion magazine? Furthermore An An, latest edition.”
Another cough heard and Satoshi look at the person sitting at table behind him, “Are you okay, sir?” Satoshi get another nodded while turn his attention back to Nino.
“Of course this wasn’t mine. It’s Risa’s. She got me to buy this since his favorite model ended up being the cover front of the magazine. You already know that I have my own fashion sense,” Satoshi only nodded and seize the magazine from Nino. He know enough that Nino is stylish in his own fashion genre. His style may not be a par with those professionals' but it is enough to get attention from all girls that works at the gallery, or those clients of him. Satoshi open up the magazine and look up for the article that made up to the magazine cover.
“MatsuJun is soo handsome. Don’t you think so? I really love this orange-green stripe shirt that he wore. It looks good for matching shirt, right? I hope that I can wear it someday with my partner,” Another cough heard from the stranger and this time it’s really makes Nino feels enough with the cough sound.
“Sir, are you really really okay? I see you keep on coughing. Do you need some expectorant? I can buy it for you, you know,” It really gotten to Nino’s nerve since his conversation with Satoshi is disturb with the cough-stranger.
“Nino! I’m sorry about my friend. He may be a little bit sharp tongue, but he is nice person,” Satoshi explain to the stranger. The stranger just nodded again, before rise, place some cash notes on the table, nodded to the shop owner and dash out from the shop.
“Look what you’ve done,” Satoshi pouts seeing the stranger leave in hurry. He feels sorry towards him. At that time, their order arrived and once again Satoshi apologize to the owner. The owner just smile before going back to the kitchen that place just behind the counter.
“What?! It’s not my fault since his cough disturb our conversation, no? What a weird man to come and eat ramen with all the knit cap and sunglasses. Doesn’t he feel hot?” Nino tries to stand his point and dig in. Satoshi shakes his head, immune with Nino’s behavior. He also dig in his ramen and just notice how hungry he is upon smelling the nice aroma of the ramen.
***
It is not long after that incident, Satoshi got call from his mother, informing that she wants to come over that weekend. Satoshi wouldn’t mind his mother to come over because he will be just at his apartment then.
He works for a gallery that sales all of his art at, well we can say at a quite high price. Nino is his mediator with the gallery. The prices of his works also decided by Nino. He just loves to draw and making sculpture and money not really his thing. As long as he can buy his equipment, he can eat well and send some to his parent, he don’t really care how much his earn from every arts sold. But all of that matter to him ever since his mother comes that weekend.
His mother told him that someone wants to hands him on a marriage. It is such a jokes to him. He is almost 36 years old, for God sake. And wasn’t it his job to ask someone for marriage not vice versa. But looking at his mother and hearing at her tone, he knows that she is serious. She also told him that he will have his omiai by end of this month which not more than three weeks from now. He assures her that he will come to the omiai since his mother seems not to believe in him.
Satoshi tell that story to Nino and he gets the same reaction when his mother told that to him. But when he thinks about it all over again, his mother is right. He won’t be at his 30ies all the time. He will age and surely he need companion. He thinks omiai is not a bad thing. But from his mother’s tone, he knows that his parent really hope that this omiai would works. And at that time he just realized that he forgot to ask his mother for his omiai partner’s picture.
More important than that, Satoshi put the omiai case aside and focus on his art that need to be done early if he wants to attend the omiai.
His apartment in mess as he just completed his latest art and his stomach grumble. It’s been 3 days from the last time he walks out off his apartment. And this time, not knocking on the door surprise him, but ringing of his phone. Satoshi searching for his phone by the ringing sound and successfully fishing it out from bunch of paper on the floor. The ringing ended as soon as he wants to pick up the calls. He scrolls over the screen and found out that the call was from his mother.
He wonders why and one thing crossed his mind. OMIAI!! He opens up the calendar apps in his phone and today is 31st August! The date for his omiai! He rushes to bathroom, dress up as neatly as he can as he need to catch up with the time. He makes call to Nino informing that the art is done and he tries to send it to the gallery as early as he can. As the call ended, another incoming call ring and Satoshi pick it up while he tries to stabilize his breathing when he manages to seize in the cab.
“Where are you, Satoshi?!” His mother mother’s volume up one octave and Satoshi needs distance his ears from the phone for a bit to protect his hearing ability.
“I’m on my way to the omiai, mom. I may be late. Can you hold on for sec?” Satoshi tries to cool down his mother. After being nagged, his mother cut off the phone. Satoshi just smile sheepishly to the driver. The driver only nodded and smile back at him.
When Satoshi arrive at the venue, he dash to the room that his mother mentioned at the phone earlier without taking notice of his surroundings. He knows he is late. Very much late. And he really doesn’t have time to take a look moreover, appreciate the serene view. He only greet by the scene where only his parent are there whilst the other party probably already going home. Satoshi tries to catch his breath and his leg feels like already detaches from his body.
“Omiai wa?” His parent simply shakes their heads and Satoshi sigh at that. He misses his chance to meet with his omiai which, may be, his other half.
His father pats his back, give some encouragement. Satoshi smiles bitterly to him, and divert his eyes to his mother. His mother kneels in front of him and straightens his crumple shirt. “You work so hard to attend this omiai and we know it the best. May be he just wasn’t made for you,”
His mother soft tone makes Satoshi raises his face, looking direct into his mother’s eyes. His mother wipes sweat all over his face and he just realized his shirt drench in sweat. Suddenly he heard his mother giggling, “Mom think, they will be really shocked if you come all sweaty like this,” Satoshi only smiles upon hearing his mother’s chuckles.
“But I really want to see him,”
“He, your partner is busy and I don’t think it is that easy to just simply arrange another omiai,” his father answers him. Satoshi give another sigh before an idea come up from his simple mind. “Then, I’ll just marry him,”
***
He won’t forget his parent smiles that time. He also won’t forget Nino shocked face upon hearing his marriage news. Unexpectedly the other party agrees to the marriage even he and his-soon-to-be-husband never met. The marriage preparation run smoothly. The marriage will be held on 25th November. One day before his birthday and it was set by the other party.
He never knows who is his partner aside his name, Matsumoto Jun. Satoshi thinks he had came across that name before this, but his mind too lazy to thinks about it. He wonders what is his partner’s job since they really didn’t have time to meet even once before the wedding. It makes Satoshi feels a little bit uneasy. Really, what he needs to do if in the end he can’t stand with his partner? What if his partner is forced to marry him? His partner his younger than him, around 3 years, that the information that he got from his mother. His mother describe his partner as a young, good looking guy. Someone polite and respect older (maybe he will be respected since he is older?) kind hearted and the most important thing, suits well with him (he can’t really get into this point, though).
The wedding is held in small church and only a few peoples are invited, mostly from their family, relative and closest friend, and for Satoshi is Nino. Satoshi doesn’t really bothers by it even it intrigue Nino’s interest. It is another thing decided by the other party. To have this small wedding without attract people attention. That statement pretty pique his interest because, how can wedding of someone like him, which is obviously work behind the curtains without no ones know who he is, can attract people attention?
But all his questions answer at the time the church doors open and his groom walks down the aisle with smiles that is too bright for Satoshi. His jaw drop and so does Nino. Some small ‘kya!!’ here and there, resound all over the small church. They exchange their vows and Satoshi hear his husband voice for the first time.
Later, Satoshi found himself agape while sitting at one of single couch of the hotel lobby that they reserved for the reception ceremony. Nino sat beside him and elbowed him. “How can you didn’t tell me you are marrying the famous, hot model MatsuJun? Nee, Satoshi. Are you here?” Nino keeps on poking him but receiving no answer. Satoshi still in his shock state even after all ceremony is done and it is time for him to take rest at one of the suite prepared for him. Not only for him. For them; he and his husband, MatsuJun!
Satoshi didn’t headed to his suite but to his parents’. His mother welcoming him with bear hug and kisses all over his face. Congratulates him and whatsoever. She lead him to the nearest sofa while his parent sit in front of him, waiting for him to speak. True, he is rarely speak but this time it is not including to that ‘rare’ case.
“Mom, can I cancelled out this marriage?” His mother’s expression stiff upon hearing his request and then soften when she looks at her son’s blank face. She knows that Satoshi still shocked. It is MatsuJun's request not to disclose his identity to Satoshi. It is surprise, he said. But she think it surprise her sons too much until he still shocked even they already married almost 12 hours ago.
“You are still shocked, Satoshi. You better back to your room. I guess Jun is waiting for you,” His mother usher him until they stood still in front the suite with ‘3104’ written on the door's plate. Satoshi takes out the key card and slips into the suite.
He found his husband sitting on the bed, clearly waiting for him. He is out of his nice suit and changes into dark purple bathrobe. That sight is breathtaking. “Why don’t you wash up and join me here. I already prepared your bathrobe beside the sink,”
Satoshi nodded and does what he instructed as if he is hypnotized. He wears a nice dark blue bathrobe and sees his reflection on the mirror. Surprisingly, it suits him well. When he is walks out from the bathroom he is welcome with the sight of MatsuJun with his glasses on, reading book on their bed. He thinks that from now on, he will share the same bed with him, watching this extravagant scene every night, watching that handsome face early every morning.
Jun caught him red-handed and pats the space beside him, sign for Satoshi to sit there. When he safely land on the soft mattress, Jun put aside his book and pull him into a warm hug from behind. That surprise him and he become stiff all of sudden. Jun put his chin on his shoulder and caresses his side. It naturally calms him down. “Where are you come from?”
Satoshi looking at his lap before answer with a little shaking voice, “I went to meet parents. I ask them if I can cancel this marriage,”
Satoshi could feel the caresses stop before Jun turns him around so they are face to face, “Why? You hate this marriage?”
Jun asks him with such a sweet voice that surely melts him. Satoshi shakes his head, denying the assumption.“Then, why?”
“It just that I don’t know that my partner is you,”
“So, you hate me?” Satoshi shakes his head vigorously and it brings giggle to Jun to see how cute his husband can be.
“It just that I don’t think that I deserve someone like you. Someone that hot, cool, famous, fashionable, good looking like you. I’m just a mere an artist. But not your kind of artist. Your kind is celebrity. My kind is the one that make that small small art, like painting or sculpture that you saw at gallery. You are much younger than me and more handsome than me. While, I’m just and old ma-” Satoshi words cut short as he feel the soft lips against his. The second time for today. He wants to savor the moment but Jun pulls out as fast as he kisses him. Satoshi pouts at the lost.
“You know, no old man would pout like my husband. And no old man looks sooooo cute as my husband,” Satoshi smile upon hearing Jun’s sweet praises. His face surely is red as he can feels his tip of ears a little bit warm. He will be 36 any moment and still called cute.
“And no old man would blush madly as my husband, my Toshi,” Satoshi face becomes redder hearing his nick name.
Jun leans down to catch those pouty lips of his husband. One of his hand sneak around Satoshi waist to keeps him in place, whereas the other one cupping Satoshi face as he deepen the kiss. “And believe me, no old man taste as sweet as my Toshi,” Jun whispering between their lips.
“Would you like to have a date with me, tomorrow?” Satoshi nodded eagerly, agree to the suggestion. But one thing cross his mind, “But I don’t think I have suitable outfit,” Satoshi sigh.
“You don’t have to worry about that. I already prepared our outfit. I can promise that you will love it,”
“Why you can be so sure?” Satoshi try to challenge his husband but in sweet voice, tilting his head as his eyes swam in others’ eyes.
“Just believe in me. Didn’t you say earlier that I’m fashionable? So the outcome will also be fashionable and stylish,” Satoshi nodded. “Then, why we whispering?”
“Because we don’t want to disturb other people as I want to proceed to the next stage of our night,”
“Next stage? What kind of next stage?” Satoshi ask in as innocent as his voice can be even he can guess what's lingering on Jun’s mind.
“This kind of next stage,” Jun whisper low as he abruptly lay Satoshi down beneath him. Satoshi yelp at the sudden action before chuckle. Jun once again lean down and kiss those lips that addictive to him. Satoshi smiles to the kiss and he knows their night is the long one.
***
As promised, they went for a date the next day. Jun already waiting for Satoshi at the hotel’s lobby with his disguise on. He put on his knit cap, sunglasses and face mask. He smiles behind the face mask when he saw Satoshi out from the elevator wearing the same matching shirt as him. The one he wore for his An An photo shoot. Satoshi runs to him and grab the offered hand.
They walk hand in hand, strolling around the town. Satoshi didn’t mind with the disguise but when he take a really good look at Jun’s disguise his brain flash back some memory that kept nicely in his brain. “Jun, I think I met someone wear same disguise like you sometimes ago,”
Jun smile hearing Satoshi statement, “Hmm..This looks may be fashionable then. Let’s stop about the disguise and having some fun for those times we lost before the wedding,”
Satoshi nodded and tighten the hold even he knows, Jun won’t let go of his hand. As Jun is his fate as he is Jun’s fate.
END
a/n: This is my another Juntoshi fanfic. Another fic inspire by my dream ^^ I still have some idea for this fic. May be I’ll make it into one-shot series, but not that long. Still, I don’t really familiar with the genre and rating. Please be kind with me. Gomen ne~
p/s: By the way, English is not my native language, pardon for any grammar mistakes and lack of vocab ne~