Aperture (Chapter 1)
Title: Aperture
Pairing: Sakumoto, Ohmiya, Sho/??, Sho/OC
Rating: R - NC17
Chapter - Word Count: Chapter 1 - 4546 words
Genre: AU, Angst, Drama, Family, Fluff, Kid, Romance
Summary: "Did you hate me when I didn't fight for you before?" Sho asked before it was too late. The other man paused and then turned to look back at him. The other looked up, thinking intently before looking back at Sho and shaking his head, "Maybe at first... But then you made me realize that something that is perfect isn't real happiness, and so instead, I'm thankful."
Author’s Notes: Merry Christmas everyone. Although this story isn't Christmas related, I decided to post it anyway. I'm targeting Monday and Friday posting dates. Hopefully, I'll be able to push it through. Yoroshiku onegaishimasu! Always thankful to akhikaru for being an awesome beta (though we haven't really checked it grammar-wise, but she really kept me intact.) Same goes to lilly0, purplemim, yumiiimori and octavialao. Happy Holidays!
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One Ring
"Please look up to your right. Then lift your arms a bit."
Instructions were heard. Clicks of camera echoed. Flashes of light illuminated the room before it was call a wrap.
The photographer looked at his shots in the small screen of his camera with a grin of satisfaction.
"As expected of Jun-kun."
Jun looked to his side and saw his assistant peering over his shoulder, trying to see the shots before they walked towards the computer - where the pictures were digitally transferred through the wireless connection - for edits later on.
"Thanks, Mao-chan, but I think it would be better if Satoshi-kun is here though." Jun said when he saw his shots through the bigger screen.
"I assume Ohno-san is out fishing again." Mao piped in which made Jun sulked. Ohno Satoshi was Jun’s friend, and also his sort of partner in the business. He was also the main photographer of their studio, and Jun couldn’t help but sulk that his friend ditched work for today.
"I don't think so." Jun answered, contemplating before a grimace graced his face as he remembered something. Jun would know if Ohno was going fishing because the latter would always notify him. If it wasn't fishing then there could only be one another reason why Ohno would do such a thing. Not that he did mind, it was just one photo shoot for today after all, and it wasn't something big.
"Now that his boyfriend is back from America, they are probably catching up some..." Jun left the sentence hanging since he didn't want to traumatize Mao. Mao had met Nino - Ohno's boyfriend - before though. By then, she probably had an idea about how those two love birds openly showed everyone their affection for each other - as in how they couldn't keep their hands off each other.
"Well, you can't blame them. Nino-kun could only come back in Japan twice a year... four at most. So they would surely make the most out of it.” Mao stated when they went to the table where Jun's gadgets were placed.
“Please! Those two are just having too much fun traumatizing people with their public display of affection.”Jun scoffed, packing up for the day.
“I’m not against it though. They are probably just in love, and they just want to tell the whole world about it.” Mao shrugged, helping Jun in packing up.
Jun made a face at Mao’s statement, rolling his eyes before he defended, “You’re just lucky you didn’t chance on them in their worst moment.” Jun exasperated.
“What do you mean by worst, in the aspect of argument or position?” Mao asked, looking at Jun innocently, but the implications in her words were far from it.
“Inoue Mao!” Jun puffed, feigning to be scandalized at first before he and Mao ended up laughing about it. Yes, Mao was used to it already. No need to be worried about traumatizing the lady.
There was a pregnant silence as they continued, carefully putting Jun’s gadgets in their respective bags. Once finished, they made their way to the storage room of the studio, greeting the other staffs along the way.
Mao broke the silence between them after some time. “How about you, Jun-kun?”
“How about me?” Jun asked back for clarification. They reached the room, and Jun opened the door for the two of them. They were going through the rows of shelves, finding the one where they would be returning the gadgets at the last one.
“How about you and your lover?” Mao finally asked when they started putting the bags carefully to where it was originally placed.
“No, I don’t have.” Jun corrected. He was going to ask the other why she thought he had one. Instead, he got the bag Mao was carrying since she couldn't put it to the higher shelf.
“Eh? How about the guy you met in the club before?” Mao continued to interrogate Jun, making his eyes dilate in recognition of whom Mao was talking about.
Jun cleared his throat, placing the last bag he had in the shelf before murmuring, “Ah, no... It’s just a fling or something.”
“Eh? I thought you guys had that different kind of something.” Mao wondered as they walked out of the room. Jun answered it with a shake of his head as he made his way towards his office, followed by Mao. He thought Mao would let it go, but it seemed otherwise. “I mean you guys clearly have chemistry. I was so sure it would lead into something.” Mao continued, her eyes flashing with curiousness and tease. “And by something, I mean something deep and not just thrust deeper...” Mao chuckled.
Jun stopped by his desk, chuckling softly. Mao’s joke was funny especially with how Mao elaborated it with hands. Sadly, Jun couldn’t bring himself to laugh at it. Mao seemed to notice his reluctance about the topic. Thankfully, she didn’t push it. She left his office with an excuse of checking who their next client would be.
Jun slumped on his chair, exhaustion in his face. It wasn't entirely because of the photo shoot he finished, but it was also the mental breakdown Mao's question triggered. He wasn't mad at Mao though. He rather predicted Mao would get to that point, but then it was a topic he didn't really want to talk about. More like it involved a person I really don’t want to talk about.
How long had it been when everything started? Four months ago? Seven months? Or maybe it had been a year? No. Jun wasn’t counting, but he was sure the moment they met, something pulled him to be attracted to the guy.
It was a club in Ginza, a celebration when they closed a deal of being the official partner of a known magazine in photo shoots. Co-workers, friends, and alike celebrated in the dimly lights of the club, dancing and drinking with different kinds of people. Some hit it off with others, some chose to spend having a blast with their significant others, and there were some who chose to be sober enough so that they could go back to work without dealing to a hangover tomorrow. Jun was one of thosewho chose the latter(more like the only one).
Jun could get all the fun he had in the night actually. It was a day off the next day for everyone anyways, but he chose to lie low for tonight and let his subordinates have all the fun. They deserved it.
From his sit, he was observing around in silence, drinking a can of beer when Ohno, who was sitting beside him, spoke. “Not going to drink much?”
Jun shook his head. He really didn’t feel like drinking at the moment.
“It’s okay to have fun you know.” Ohno teased, making Jun to chuckle.
“How about you then? You don’t seem to be drinking much either.” Jun interjected, pertaining to Ohno’s pace in drinking.
“Nino’s calling later. I don’t want to be asleep by then.” Ohno reasoned, and Jun nodded in understanding.
Ohno and Nino had been dating for quite a while. The two met when the former came to New York for a little vacation. From then on, it hit off quite remarkably. Both would contact each other as much as they could no matter how inconvenient the time differences were. They made it official when Nino came back to Japan for his own vacation. At some point, Jun was actually surprised with how their relationship progressed. Jun didn't peg Ohno to go that serious to the point he didn't mind the long distance. Still, he was just really happy seeing his friend contented with the relationship.
The couple's activities needed to be watch out though. Those two - more on Nino's part - couldn't keep their hands off each other. Jun was one, or more like the only one, of the victims to chance on them in Ohno's office just because they forgot to lock the door. Not that Jun was traumatized by it, but those kinds of activities were something he would like to be kept private. It wasn't that bad, but by knowing Nino, Jun knew he would never hear the last of it from then on.
Jun drank from his can, his eyes aimlessly gazing towards the crowd until it landed in the bar section. For some reason, he couldn't get his eyes away from it, or rather from someone. Even if Ohno excused himself with a phone at hand, Jun only spared his friend a nod, his eyes never leaving the man standing by the bar. Jun looked at him probably longer than the time he looked at the models he took pictures of.
Jun’s breathe hitch when the man suddenly looked at his direction, making him fidgety on the spot because he was caught in the act. The guy though was kind enough not to completely embarrass him. The man had a gentle smile directed back at Jun. By then, Jun couldn’t stop himself from standing up and approaching the stranger.
Jun would have say that he was bewitched. No man or woman had an effect like that on him. Bewitching and spells were only part of fairytales, and Jun would like to think this one wasn’t. As he crossed the dance floor to get to the bar, their eyes never lose the contact, both curiousness and anticipation sparked in their eyes.
“Hey!” The other greeted once Jun was in front of the man.
Jun smirked before replying. “Hey yourself~” He nodded to the bartender and ordered a stronger drink. Screw the plan of coming to work tomorrow. He was the one who declared day off for everyone, and that included him.
Jun stood beside the stranger. It wasn’t that close, wasn’t that far either. He leaned his back in the counter. Once again, he observed the crowd after getting his drink. Through Jun’s peripheral view, he could see the stranger was blinking at him, probably waiting for him to talk. Jun should have. He was the one who initiated their staring contest awhile ago, but Jun already felt satisfied just standing beside the man. He couldn’t really bring himself to actually make a conversation with the stranger.
“I guess I assumed wrong when I saw you looking at me...” The stranger spoke. “You were probably looking at the racks of drinks behindme.” The stranger added with a sigh.
Jun smirked, liking how things turned to. Jun faced the counter, sipping from his drink before looking at the stranger who was observing his every move. He leaned towards the other and asked, “What made you think like that, Mister-?”
“Sakurai Sho.” The stranger, Sakurai replied. “Well, you aren’t talking to me till now... Mister?” Sakurai added, copying how Jun ended his own question before.
“Matsumoto Jun.” Jun supplied, drinking from his drink before adding, “...and I assure you... you assumed right.”
Sakurai’s smile grew wider, the same time Jun’s did. With that, Sakurai Sho had entered Jun’s life.
Jun would like to think that this was quite unexpected. Jun wasn't one to be attracted to a person at first, and usually he would go straight in getting his hands on someone's pants. Maybe he got matured through the years, or maybe Sakurai was just really different from the ones he had met so far in this kind of circumstance. He wasn't even sure how it happened, but they found themselves back to the table where Jun's co-workers and friends were, chatting over things. It even felt like Sakurai was part of their group from the start. With how the other man blended with him and his friends, Jun wouldn’t think their first meeting just happened earlier. It was pleasant, and Jun found himself enjoying the night more than he intended to. For the record, he hadn’t gotten his hand to the man’s pants yet.
It was already a quarter to eleven when their company was thinning for the sake of calling it a night. By that time, Jun learned a lot of things about Sakurai. He was a graduate from Keio University, majoring in Economics. Now, he worked as a Stock Analyst in one of the prominent companies in Tokyo. He was almost two years older than Jun, and travelling was one of the things he enjoyed the most. Matsumoto-san turned into Jun-kun, and Sakurai-san turned into Sho-kun. When they too called it a night, Sho had invited Jun to a late night dinner. The younger male wasn't one to decline. Sho had promised he knew a place that served tasty soba after all.
Jun had far more enjoyed their dinner. He thought they already ran out of things to talk about, but he was wrong. If Jun would be completely honest, he wasn’t one for long conversations especially if the topic didn’t interest him at all. He would let actions do the talking. Yet here he was listening to Sho’s talk about economics and politics. Jun got to admit, the older male had his way with his words, continuously engaging him through topics that Jun found boring before.
A half an hour after midnight, Sho and Jun found themselves walking. This time it was in silence, a comfortable one.
“Going straight home?” Sho asked, and Jun could sense apprehension in his words. It was like he was choosing the right words to say.
“Yeah, it’s pretty late, and I might still come to work tomorrow.” Jun answered, stopping by under the light of a street lamp to flag a cab that would pass by. Sho stopped beside him. When he looked to see the other, Sho couldn’t look straight to his eyes.
“So…uhm.” Sho mumbled, rubbing his nape for the lack of something to say. Jun thought Sho was so cute. He couldn’t stop himself from finally leaning in and capturing the lips that he had wanted to kiss from the start. Just as he predicted, it tasted sweet. There was a faint taste of brandy, the soba sauce and cigarette. The combination wasn’t great to begin with, yet Jun didn’t mind because the way Sho responded to his kiss was all he needed. Their lips were dancing, and Jun was drawn closer as he felt Sho’s hand on his neck before trailing his jaw gently. They pulled away when breathe was needed, but not far away that it felt they were breathing each other.
“Come home with me?” Jun whispered, but it was loud in the silence of the empty street provided. Jun felt his cheeks reddened. Although he wasn’t one to be prude with these things, there was something in Sho that made him blush.
Sho nodded his answer, pecking the side of Jun’s mouth before nodding again. “Yeah.” He breathed, and Jun felt there was bubbly feeling in his chest.
Rather than waiting for a cab to pass by, the two of them walked through the empty street. Their destination was Jun’s apartment, and neither one minded the long walk. Their hands were intertwining, keeping them warm in the cold night.
The moment the door closed after arriving at Jun’s apartment, they couldn’t really keep their hands to themselves. As they venture inside, they had their hands roaming at each other's bodies, their lips connected into passionate kisses, and their clothes casted aside along the way. They were completely naked once they arrived in the bedroom, and Sho had Jun pinned down against the mattress. When Sho pulled away to look at him, the other’s eyes were filled with want and lust. Jun unconsciously licked his bruised lips, his breath ragged just like Sho’s.
Sho’s lips attached itself in Jun’s jaw, trailing kisses downwards till reaching a perky nub. One of Jun’s nipples was between Sho’s teeth next, while the other was played at by Sho’s hand. Jun trashed his head side to side, moaning and gasping as Sho’s other hand went to his hips. The older male pulled it closer, making their erections grind when Sho rolled his hips.
“Aaah!” Jun yelped, feeling a pleasurable jolt running through his veins when Sho kneaded his butt. Sho’s hips were rolling against his again and again, and Jun couldn’t just settle with just that. “I want you now.” Jun moaned huskily and quite demanding when Sho attacked his lips once again. He couldn’t control himself, but he wanted Sho inside of him now.
Sho pulled away when they were breathless once again with the kisses, looking at him quite amused. “Not fond of foreplay?” He asked. “Not that I’m complaining.” He added when Jun made a face.
Rather than replying, Jun pushed his hips against Sho’s, emphasizing his want. Sho's groan was guttural, but he was clearly amused. The other brought his fingers against Jun’s lips, and without a word, Jun sucked on them. He was looking at Sho’s eyes as Sho watched him attentively. He didn’t mind that a drool was trailing the side of his lips because it seemed Sho was enjoying watching him doing it.
Jun’s breathe hitch, when Sho licked his own fingers already coated with Jun’s saliva. It was hot and so sensual, and Jun felt a twitch in his groin at the sight. Sho proceeded in licking the trail of saliva in the side of his mouth, making him gasp with his mouth open. That was the time Sho slipped his tongue in Jun’s mouth and two fingers were inserted in Jun’s tight hole.
Sho muffled Jun’s moans through the kisses, adding another finger as the older male kept on thrusting inside him. Jun’s hands were tangled in Sho’s locks before finding its place in Sho’s shoulders.
“Now.” Jun managed to huff when Sho’s lips tugged on his lower lip. Sho pulled out his fingers next, positioning himself properly between Jun’s legs. Sho teased Jun’s hole, outlining it with the head of his shaft that was leaking of pre-cum. Jun groaned in frustration, making Sho to chuckle.
“Sakurai- Mph!” Jun wasn’t able to finish calling out Sho’s name because that was the moment the older male shoved his member in while kissing Jun’s mouth fully once again.
Sho’s pace was slow at first, letting Jun to adjust at his length. When Jun started moaning in pleasure, the speed increased. The sound of skin against skin blended with their moans and groans filled the room. Smell of sweat and sex filled the air. Jun found himself holding to Sho, his hand around Sho’s neck and his legs around Sho’s waist. He was holding for dear life as Sho targeted his sweet spot over and over.
“Jun…Jun...” Sho puffed against Jun’s ears, nibbling at it as he pleased. His hand was in Jun’s back, a support and comfort. His other hand was against the mattress, his pillar as he rammed inside Jun relentlessly.
“So... so close.” Jun whispered, biting his lips as he tightened around Sho, before finally giving in. He released his load between them.
Sho’s thrusts became frantic for he too was close. With Jun tightening around him, he followed a second later, releasing inside Jun while moaning, “Jun...”
The two of them collapsed with Sho careful enough not to crash over the younger male. They were catching their breaths. Cum and sweat were covering their spent bodies.
It was Sho who recovered first. “Where’s the bathroom?” He asked, making Jun raise his eyebrow in amusement.
“You’re honestly thinking of cleaning right now?” Jun asked back playfully. His eyes twinkled with tease.
“Well, as you can see, I don’t mind being dirty.” Sho pointed out, his eyes gazing down to emphasize that he was sporting Jun’s cum rather proudly in his naked glory.
Jun’s eyes did an overlook on Sho, nodding in agreement. “That I could I see.”
“I’m just trying to be a gentleman, making sure you’ll have a proper sleep by cleaning you first.” Sho explained.
“Who said I was going to sleep?” Jun said as he seductively licked his lips. Sho’s grin widened, following what Jun was trying to say behind those words. Jun forgot he was planning to come to work in the morning especially when Sho started fucking his brains out.
It was the start of their relationship. Sadly, it was something Jun couldn’t put a label on. They could be fuck-buddies since their meet-ups usually ended up with sex. They could be friends since they did communicate outside of their bed activities. There were times they would eat out, trying different restaurants because both of them enjoyed good food. (Well, it was more Sho who was an eager eater while Jun would like to add the list of his recipes he wanted to try.) There were also times when Sho would spend his weekends with Jun.
Are we dating? Jun wanted to ask Sho about it, but he didn’t have the courage. He also noticed how Sho could be distracted at times. It happened most of the times when Sho looked at his phone, waiting for something. Those instances worried Jun. It felt like Sho wasn’t telling everything. Jun didn’t voice it out though. He chose to just observe.
Months into this, Jun noticed Sho’s reluctance in telling him more personal stuff unlike when they just started. Sho’s excuses when leaving or couldn’t meet up with him were unnatural also. Jun could tell that Sho was hiding something. The fact that Jun hadn’t been in Sho’s home solidified his suspicion. Despite all of it, he was more frightened of what Sho would revealed him if the time came.
Jun put a blind eye about it. As much as he didn’t want to be tied up to whatever Sho was keeping, Jun didn’t want to lose Sho either. But there were times, he couldn’t stop asking himself, “What are you hiding Sho?”
His questions were only answered one morning after Sho came suddenly in his apartment late the previous night. Jun didn’t mind the sudden intrusion in his home. He didn’t mind the rough intrusion in his hole either. Sho had fucked him in the wall just by his closed apartment door since Sho could wait no longer. Then there was also him bouncing in Sho’s member as the older male leisurely sat in the sofa. Of course, being in his hands and knees as Sho rammed inside him in the bedroom was another story.
Jun was the first one to wake up between them, slipping away from Sho’s protective arms. He thought of making a breakfast as he got a new shirt and a pair of boxers from his cabinet. They had left their clothes by the genkan, and the thought of it made Jun go there first after getting dress.
The moment when he chanced on Sho’s trousers as he picked it up was the revelation he had been asking. He was folding it when something was dropped. Jun bended down to picked it up. Jun’s eyes widened as it mockingly shined in Jun’s eyes. Jun felt a pang in his chest. He couldn’t be mistaken from it because he saw a lot of it already. He knew he was invading Sho’s privacy when he got Sho’s wallet inside the pocket of the older male's trousers. Still, it didn’t stop him in doing so. After opening it, he saw a picture of Sho carrying a baby in his hands. Pride and happiness could be seen in Sho’s face. There was also words written sloppily in the lower right side, but Jun could recognize it was Sho’s handwriting.
“My beautiful son...”
Jun’s head turned towards the direction of his bedroom, and a lonely tear drop trailed his cheek.
It was almost seven in the morning when Sho woke up after. The older male strolled towards the kitchen in a pair of sweatpants that was probably left in Jun’s apartment before. In the kitchen, Jun had been waiting. He was sitting in front of the table, nursing a cup of coffee.
“Good Morning.” Sho greeted with a smile once he saw there was a plate of omurice and also a steaming cup of coffee waiting for him. Sho’s smile turned into a frown once noticing Jun’s silence. The older male had no idea what was going on. “What’s wrong?” Sho asked as he sat down in front of Jun in the other side of the table.
Jun had a small smile next, but it looked like it was forced. He heaved a sigh before putting down the half empty cup of coffee. He got something from his pocket. His hand fisted it tight before taking a deep breath. He looked straight into Sho’s eyes which were showing curiousness and confusion at the same time.
“You are married, Sakurai-san.” Jun said directly, and without a beat, he reached out his hand, opening his palm to show Sho what he meant. It wasn’t a question. It was a statement, and no matter how futile it was, Jun wished he was wrong. Sho proved it otherwise. The older male’s eyes enlarged. Panic was clearly written in Sho’s face, and Jun knew what he found out was true after all.
Jun wasn’t happy with what he learned. Well, it wasn’t really something to be delighted at. At least, it did defuse the mystery covering Sakurai Sho. Yet there was another mystery that coated this relationship - or whatever it was that they have. It wasn’t something about Sho though. It was about himself and his next words.
“I don’t care if you are married, you have a kid, or not. J-just...” Jun started, surprising the both of them, but Jun didn’t back out and continued, “...wear this even if we are together, but don’t ever mention it again.”
Sho was utterly shock with what Jun said. He, himself, was shock too. He just had the right mind to mask it with indifference.
Jun would like to think that he was crazy and stupid. Well, he really was after saying those things. If he could, he probably had been beating himself already for his stupidity. Yet he didn’t find it in himself to take his words back, not even to regret it. All he had in him was the energy to stand up from his chair, reaching for Sho and crashing their lips together.
The breakfast Jun made was forgotten, scattered along the shards of broken plates and mugs after he crossed the table, sitting by the edge as Sho stood up between his legs. Their kisses were hungry and fervent. Sho was inside him in a beat after discarding their clothes sans Jun’s shirt. Jun’s legs were around Sho's waist as the older male keep on thrusting inside him, going deeper and faster. Jun held Sho just like their first time, hiding his tear streaked face in the junction between Sho’s neck and shoulders. Although this time, Jun was holding Sho because he couldn’t let go.
Jun’s reverie was cut off when his phone beeped, alerting him that there was a new message. When he checked what it was, he instantly packed his things and headed out. He wasn’t going home though, he was meeting someone.
From: Sakurai Sho
Subject: Soba
Message: “I’m in the restaurant right now, having soba. I thought you might like some.”
Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2
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Author's Notes:
That's it for now. If you have questions, just message me or comment here. Love to hear from you guys! Yoroshiku onegaishimasu! Merry Christmas!
Pairing: Sakumoto, Ohmiya, Sho/??, Sho/OC
Rating: R - NC17
Chapter - Word Count: Chapter 1 - 4546 words
Genre: AU, Angst, Drama, Family, Fluff, Kid, Romance
Summary: "Did you hate me when I didn't fight for you before?" Sho asked before it was too late. The other man paused and then turned to look back at him. The other looked up, thinking intently before looking back at Sho and shaking his head, "Maybe at first... But then you made me realize that something that is perfect isn't real happiness, and so instead, I'm thankful."
Author’s Notes: Merry Christmas everyone. Although this story isn't Christmas related, I decided to post it anyway. I'm targeting Monday and Friday posting dates. Hopefully, I'll be able to push it through. Yoroshiku onegaishimasu! Always thankful to akhikaru for being an awesome beta (though we haven't really checked it grammar-wise, but she really kept me intact.) Same goes to lilly0, purplemim, yumiiimori and octavialao. Happy Holidays!
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One Ring
"Please look up to your right. Then lift your arms a bit."
Instructions were heard. Clicks of camera echoed. Flashes of light illuminated the room before it was call a wrap.
The photographer looked at his shots in the small screen of his camera with a grin of satisfaction.
"As expected of Jun-kun."
Jun looked to his side and saw his assistant peering over his shoulder, trying to see the shots before they walked towards the computer - where the pictures were digitally transferred through the wireless connection - for edits later on.
"Thanks, Mao-chan, but I think it would be better if Satoshi-kun is here though." Jun said when he saw his shots through the bigger screen.
"I assume Ohno-san is out fishing again." Mao piped in which made Jun sulked. Ohno Satoshi was Jun’s friend, and also his sort of partner in the business. He was also the main photographer of their studio, and Jun couldn’t help but sulk that his friend ditched work for today.
"I don't think so." Jun answered, contemplating before a grimace graced his face as he remembered something. Jun would know if Ohno was going fishing because the latter would always notify him. If it wasn't fishing then there could only be one another reason why Ohno would do such a thing. Not that he did mind, it was just one photo shoot for today after all, and it wasn't something big.
"Now that his boyfriend is back from America, they are probably catching up some..." Jun left the sentence hanging since he didn't want to traumatize Mao. Mao had met Nino - Ohno's boyfriend - before though. By then, she probably had an idea about how those two love birds openly showed everyone their affection for each other - as in how they couldn't keep their hands off each other.
"Well, you can't blame them. Nino-kun could only come back in Japan twice a year... four at most. So they would surely make the most out of it.” Mao stated when they went to the table where Jun's gadgets were placed.
“Please! Those two are just having too much fun traumatizing people with their public display of affection.”Jun scoffed, packing up for the day.
“I’m not against it though. They are probably just in love, and they just want to tell the whole world about it.” Mao shrugged, helping Jun in packing up.
Jun made a face at Mao’s statement, rolling his eyes before he defended, “You’re just lucky you didn’t chance on them in their worst moment.” Jun exasperated.
“What do you mean by worst, in the aspect of argument or position?” Mao asked, looking at Jun innocently, but the implications in her words were far from it.
“Inoue Mao!” Jun puffed, feigning to be scandalized at first before he and Mao ended up laughing about it. Yes, Mao was used to it already. No need to be worried about traumatizing the lady.
There was a pregnant silence as they continued, carefully putting Jun’s gadgets in their respective bags. Once finished, they made their way to the storage room of the studio, greeting the other staffs along the way.
Mao broke the silence between them after some time. “How about you, Jun-kun?”
“How about me?” Jun asked back for clarification. They reached the room, and Jun opened the door for the two of them. They were going through the rows of shelves, finding the one where they would be returning the gadgets at the last one.
“How about you and your lover?” Mao finally asked when they started putting the bags carefully to where it was originally placed.
“No, I don’t have.” Jun corrected. He was going to ask the other why she thought he had one. Instead, he got the bag Mao was carrying since she couldn't put it to the higher shelf.
“Eh? How about the guy you met in the club before?” Mao continued to interrogate Jun, making his eyes dilate in recognition of whom Mao was talking about.
Jun cleared his throat, placing the last bag he had in the shelf before murmuring, “Ah, no... It’s just a fling or something.”
“Eh? I thought you guys had that different kind of something.” Mao wondered as they walked out of the room. Jun answered it with a shake of his head as he made his way towards his office, followed by Mao. He thought Mao would let it go, but it seemed otherwise. “I mean you guys clearly have chemistry. I was so sure it would lead into something.” Mao continued, her eyes flashing with curiousness and tease. “And by something, I mean something deep and not just thrust deeper...” Mao chuckled.
Jun stopped by his desk, chuckling softly. Mao’s joke was funny especially with how Mao elaborated it with hands. Sadly, Jun couldn’t bring himself to laugh at it. Mao seemed to notice his reluctance about the topic. Thankfully, she didn’t push it. She left his office with an excuse of checking who their next client would be.
Jun slumped on his chair, exhaustion in his face. It wasn't entirely because of the photo shoot he finished, but it was also the mental breakdown Mao's question triggered. He wasn't mad at Mao though. He rather predicted Mao would get to that point, but then it was a topic he didn't really want to talk about. More like it involved a person I really don’t want to talk about.
How long had it been when everything started? Four months ago? Seven months? Or maybe it had been a year? No. Jun wasn’t counting, but he was sure the moment they met, something pulled him to be attracted to the guy.
It was a club in Ginza, a celebration when they closed a deal of being the official partner of a known magazine in photo shoots. Co-workers, friends, and alike celebrated in the dimly lights of the club, dancing and drinking with different kinds of people. Some hit it off with others, some chose to spend having a blast with their significant others, and there were some who chose to be sober enough so that they could go back to work without dealing to a hangover tomorrow. Jun was one of thosewho chose the latter(more like the only one).
Jun could get all the fun he had in the night actually. It was a day off the next day for everyone anyways, but he chose to lie low for tonight and let his subordinates have all the fun. They deserved it.
From his sit, he was observing around in silence, drinking a can of beer when Ohno, who was sitting beside him, spoke. “Not going to drink much?”
Jun shook his head. He really didn’t feel like drinking at the moment.
“It’s okay to have fun you know.” Ohno teased, making Jun to chuckle.
“How about you then? You don’t seem to be drinking much either.” Jun interjected, pertaining to Ohno’s pace in drinking.
“Nino’s calling later. I don’t want to be asleep by then.” Ohno reasoned, and Jun nodded in understanding.
Ohno and Nino had been dating for quite a while. The two met when the former came to New York for a little vacation. From then on, it hit off quite remarkably. Both would contact each other as much as they could no matter how inconvenient the time differences were. They made it official when Nino came back to Japan for his own vacation. At some point, Jun was actually surprised with how their relationship progressed. Jun didn't peg Ohno to go that serious to the point he didn't mind the long distance. Still, he was just really happy seeing his friend contented with the relationship.
The couple's activities needed to be watch out though. Those two - more on Nino's part - couldn't keep their hands off each other. Jun was one, or more like the only one, of the victims to chance on them in Ohno's office just because they forgot to lock the door. Not that Jun was traumatized by it, but those kinds of activities were something he would like to be kept private. It wasn't that bad, but by knowing Nino, Jun knew he would never hear the last of it from then on.
Jun drank from his can, his eyes aimlessly gazing towards the crowd until it landed in the bar section. For some reason, he couldn't get his eyes away from it, or rather from someone. Even if Ohno excused himself with a phone at hand, Jun only spared his friend a nod, his eyes never leaving the man standing by the bar. Jun looked at him probably longer than the time he looked at the models he took pictures of.
Jun’s breathe hitch when the man suddenly looked at his direction, making him fidgety on the spot because he was caught in the act. The guy though was kind enough not to completely embarrass him. The man had a gentle smile directed back at Jun. By then, Jun couldn’t stop himself from standing up and approaching the stranger.
Jun would have say that he was bewitched. No man or woman had an effect like that on him. Bewitching and spells were only part of fairytales, and Jun would like to think this one wasn’t. As he crossed the dance floor to get to the bar, their eyes never lose the contact, both curiousness and anticipation sparked in their eyes.
“Hey!” The other greeted once Jun was in front of the man.
Jun smirked before replying. “Hey yourself~” He nodded to the bartender and ordered a stronger drink. Screw the plan of coming to work tomorrow. He was the one who declared day off for everyone, and that included him.
Jun stood beside the stranger. It wasn’t that close, wasn’t that far either. He leaned his back in the counter. Once again, he observed the crowd after getting his drink. Through Jun’s peripheral view, he could see the stranger was blinking at him, probably waiting for him to talk. Jun should have. He was the one who initiated their staring contest awhile ago, but Jun already felt satisfied just standing beside the man. He couldn’t really bring himself to actually make a conversation with the stranger.
“I guess I assumed wrong when I saw you looking at me...” The stranger spoke. “You were probably looking at the racks of drinks behindme.” The stranger added with a sigh.
Jun smirked, liking how things turned to. Jun faced the counter, sipping from his drink before looking at the stranger who was observing his every move. He leaned towards the other and asked, “What made you think like that, Mister-?”
“Sakurai Sho.” The stranger, Sakurai replied. “Well, you aren’t talking to me till now... Mister?” Sakurai added, copying how Jun ended his own question before.
“Matsumoto Jun.” Jun supplied, drinking from his drink before adding, “...and I assure you... you assumed right.”
Sakurai’s smile grew wider, the same time Jun’s did. With that, Sakurai Sho had entered Jun’s life.
Jun would like to think that this was quite unexpected. Jun wasn't one to be attracted to a person at first, and usually he would go straight in getting his hands on someone's pants. Maybe he got matured through the years, or maybe Sakurai was just really different from the ones he had met so far in this kind of circumstance. He wasn't even sure how it happened, but they found themselves back to the table where Jun's co-workers and friends were, chatting over things. It even felt like Sakurai was part of their group from the start. With how the other man blended with him and his friends, Jun wouldn’t think their first meeting just happened earlier. It was pleasant, and Jun found himself enjoying the night more than he intended to. For the record, he hadn’t gotten his hand to the man’s pants yet.
It was already a quarter to eleven when their company was thinning for the sake of calling it a night. By that time, Jun learned a lot of things about Sakurai. He was a graduate from Keio University, majoring in Economics. Now, he worked as a Stock Analyst in one of the prominent companies in Tokyo. He was almost two years older than Jun, and travelling was one of the things he enjoyed the most. Matsumoto-san turned into Jun-kun, and Sakurai-san turned into Sho-kun. When they too called it a night, Sho had invited Jun to a late night dinner. The younger male wasn't one to decline. Sho had promised he knew a place that served tasty soba after all.
Jun had far more enjoyed their dinner. He thought they already ran out of things to talk about, but he was wrong. If Jun would be completely honest, he wasn’t one for long conversations especially if the topic didn’t interest him at all. He would let actions do the talking. Yet here he was listening to Sho’s talk about economics and politics. Jun got to admit, the older male had his way with his words, continuously engaging him through topics that Jun found boring before.
A half an hour after midnight, Sho and Jun found themselves walking. This time it was in silence, a comfortable one.
“Going straight home?” Sho asked, and Jun could sense apprehension in his words. It was like he was choosing the right words to say.
“Yeah, it’s pretty late, and I might still come to work tomorrow.” Jun answered, stopping by under the light of a street lamp to flag a cab that would pass by. Sho stopped beside him. When he looked to see the other, Sho couldn’t look straight to his eyes.
“So…uhm.” Sho mumbled, rubbing his nape for the lack of something to say. Jun thought Sho was so cute. He couldn’t stop himself from finally leaning in and capturing the lips that he had wanted to kiss from the start. Just as he predicted, it tasted sweet. There was a faint taste of brandy, the soba sauce and cigarette. The combination wasn’t great to begin with, yet Jun didn’t mind because the way Sho responded to his kiss was all he needed. Their lips were dancing, and Jun was drawn closer as he felt Sho’s hand on his neck before trailing his jaw gently. They pulled away when breathe was needed, but not far away that it felt they were breathing each other.
“Come home with me?” Jun whispered, but it was loud in the silence of the empty street provided. Jun felt his cheeks reddened. Although he wasn’t one to be prude with these things, there was something in Sho that made him blush.
Sho nodded his answer, pecking the side of Jun’s mouth before nodding again. “Yeah.” He breathed, and Jun felt there was bubbly feeling in his chest.
Rather than waiting for a cab to pass by, the two of them walked through the empty street. Their destination was Jun’s apartment, and neither one minded the long walk. Their hands were intertwining, keeping them warm in the cold night.
The moment the door closed after arriving at Jun’s apartment, they couldn’t really keep their hands to themselves. As they venture inside, they had their hands roaming at each other's bodies, their lips connected into passionate kisses, and their clothes casted aside along the way. They were completely naked once they arrived in the bedroom, and Sho had Jun pinned down against the mattress. When Sho pulled away to look at him, the other’s eyes were filled with want and lust. Jun unconsciously licked his bruised lips, his breath ragged just like Sho’s.
Sho’s lips attached itself in Jun’s jaw, trailing kisses downwards till reaching a perky nub. One of Jun’s nipples was between Sho’s teeth next, while the other was played at by Sho’s hand. Jun trashed his head side to side, moaning and gasping as Sho’s other hand went to his hips. The older male pulled it closer, making their erections grind when Sho rolled his hips.
“Aaah!” Jun yelped, feeling a pleasurable jolt running through his veins when Sho kneaded his butt. Sho’s hips were rolling against his again and again, and Jun couldn’t just settle with just that. “I want you now.” Jun moaned huskily and quite demanding when Sho attacked his lips once again. He couldn’t control himself, but he wanted Sho inside of him now.
Sho pulled away when they were breathless once again with the kisses, looking at him quite amused. “Not fond of foreplay?” He asked. “Not that I’m complaining.” He added when Jun made a face.
Rather than replying, Jun pushed his hips against Sho’s, emphasizing his want. Sho's groan was guttural, but he was clearly amused. The other brought his fingers against Jun’s lips, and without a word, Jun sucked on them. He was looking at Sho’s eyes as Sho watched him attentively. He didn’t mind that a drool was trailing the side of his lips because it seemed Sho was enjoying watching him doing it.
Jun’s breathe hitch, when Sho licked his own fingers already coated with Jun’s saliva. It was hot and so sensual, and Jun felt a twitch in his groin at the sight. Sho proceeded in licking the trail of saliva in the side of his mouth, making him gasp with his mouth open. That was the time Sho slipped his tongue in Jun’s mouth and two fingers were inserted in Jun’s tight hole.
Sho muffled Jun’s moans through the kisses, adding another finger as the older male kept on thrusting inside him. Jun’s hands were tangled in Sho’s locks before finding its place in Sho’s shoulders.
“Now.” Jun managed to huff when Sho’s lips tugged on his lower lip. Sho pulled out his fingers next, positioning himself properly between Jun’s legs. Sho teased Jun’s hole, outlining it with the head of his shaft that was leaking of pre-cum. Jun groaned in frustration, making Sho to chuckle.
“Sakurai- Mph!” Jun wasn’t able to finish calling out Sho’s name because that was the moment the older male shoved his member in while kissing Jun’s mouth fully once again.
Sho’s pace was slow at first, letting Jun to adjust at his length. When Jun started moaning in pleasure, the speed increased. The sound of skin against skin blended with their moans and groans filled the room. Smell of sweat and sex filled the air. Jun found himself holding to Sho, his hand around Sho’s neck and his legs around Sho’s waist. He was holding for dear life as Sho targeted his sweet spot over and over.
“Jun…Jun...” Sho puffed against Jun’s ears, nibbling at it as he pleased. His hand was in Jun’s back, a support and comfort. His other hand was against the mattress, his pillar as he rammed inside Jun relentlessly.
“So... so close.” Jun whispered, biting his lips as he tightened around Sho, before finally giving in. He released his load between them.
Sho’s thrusts became frantic for he too was close. With Jun tightening around him, he followed a second later, releasing inside Jun while moaning, “Jun...”
The two of them collapsed with Sho careful enough not to crash over the younger male. They were catching their breaths. Cum and sweat were covering their spent bodies.
It was Sho who recovered first. “Where’s the bathroom?” He asked, making Jun raise his eyebrow in amusement.
“You’re honestly thinking of cleaning right now?” Jun asked back playfully. His eyes twinkled with tease.
“Well, as you can see, I don’t mind being dirty.” Sho pointed out, his eyes gazing down to emphasize that he was sporting Jun’s cum rather proudly in his naked glory.
Jun’s eyes did an overlook on Sho, nodding in agreement. “That I could I see.”
“I’m just trying to be a gentleman, making sure you’ll have a proper sleep by cleaning you first.” Sho explained.
“Who said I was going to sleep?” Jun said as he seductively licked his lips. Sho’s grin widened, following what Jun was trying to say behind those words. Jun forgot he was planning to come to work in the morning especially when Sho started fucking his brains out.
It was the start of their relationship. Sadly, it was something Jun couldn’t put a label on. They could be fuck-buddies since their meet-ups usually ended up with sex. They could be friends since they did communicate outside of their bed activities. There were times they would eat out, trying different restaurants because both of them enjoyed good food. (Well, it was more Sho who was an eager eater while Jun would like to add the list of his recipes he wanted to try.) There were also times when Sho would spend his weekends with Jun.
Are we dating? Jun wanted to ask Sho about it, but he didn’t have the courage. He also noticed how Sho could be distracted at times. It happened most of the times when Sho looked at his phone, waiting for something. Those instances worried Jun. It felt like Sho wasn’t telling everything. Jun didn’t voice it out though. He chose to just observe.
Months into this, Jun noticed Sho’s reluctance in telling him more personal stuff unlike when they just started. Sho’s excuses when leaving or couldn’t meet up with him were unnatural also. Jun could tell that Sho was hiding something. The fact that Jun hadn’t been in Sho’s home solidified his suspicion. Despite all of it, he was more frightened of what Sho would revealed him if the time came.
Jun put a blind eye about it. As much as he didn’t want to be tied up to whatever Sho was keeping, Jun didn’t want to lose Sho either. But there were times, he couldn’t stop asking himself, “What are you hiding Sho?”
His questions were only answered one morning after Sho came suddenly in his apartment late the previous night. Jun didn’t mind the sudden intrusion in his home. He didn’t mind the rough intrusion in his hole either. Sho had fucked him in the wall just by his closed apartment door since Sho could wait no longer. Then there was also him bouncing in Sho’s member as the older male leisurely sat in the sofa. Of course, being in his hands and knees as Sho rammed inside him in the bedroom was another story.
Jun was the first one to wake up between them, slipping away from Sho’s protective arms. He thought of making a breakfast as he got a new shirt and a pair of boxers from his cabinet. They had left their clothes by the genkan, and the thought of it made Jun go there first after getting dress.
The moment when he chanced on Sho’s trousers as he picked it up was the revelation he had been asking. He was folding it when something was dropped. Jun bended down to picked it up. Jun’s eyes widened as it mockingly shined in Jun’s eyes. Jun felt a pang in his chest. He couldn’t be mistaken from it because he saw a lot of it already. He knew he was invading Sho’s privacy when he got Sho’s wallet inside the pocket of the older male's trousers. Still, it didn’t stop him in doing so. After opening it, he saw a picture of Sho carrying a baby in his hands. Pride and happiness could be seen in Sho’s face. There was also words written sloppily in the lower right side, but Jun could recognize it was Sho’s handwriting.
“My beautiful son...”
Jun’s head turned towards the direction of his bedroom, and a lonely tear drop trailed his cheek.
It was almost seven in the morning when Sho woke up after. The older male strolled towards the kitchen in a pair of sweatpants that was probably left in Jun’s apartment before. In the kitchen, Jun had been waiting. He was sitting in front of the table, nursing a cup of coffee.
“Good Morning.” Sho greeted with a smile once he saw there was a plate of omurice and also a steaming cup of coffee waiting for him. Sho’s smile turned into a frown once noticing Jun’s silence. The older male had no idea what was going on. “What’s wrong?” Sho asked as he sat down in front of Jun in the other side of the table.
Jun had a small smile next, but it looked like it was forced. He heaved a sigh before putting down the half empty cup of coffee. He got something from his pocket. His hand fisted it tight before taking a deep breath. He looked straight into Sho’s eyes which were showing curiousness and confusion at the same time.
“You are married, Sakurai-san.” Jun said directly, and without a beat, he reached out his hand, opening his palm to show Sho what he meant. It wasn’t a question. It was a statement, and no matter how futile it was, Jun wished he was wrong. Sho proved it otherwise. The older male’s eyes enlarged. Panic was clearly written in Sho’s face, and Jun knew what he found out was true after all.
Jun wasn’t happy with what he learned. Well, it wasn’t really something to be delighted at. At least, it did defuse the mystery covering Sakurai Sho. Yet there was another mystery that coated this relationship - or whatever it was that they have. It wasn’t something about Sho though. It was about himself and his next words.
“I don’t care if you are married, you have a kid, or not. J-just...” Jun started, surprising the both of them, but Jun didn’t back out and continued, “...wear this even if we are together, but don’t ever mention it again.”
Sho was utterly shock with what Jun said. He, himself, was shock too. He just had the right mind to mask it with indifference.
Jun would like to think that he was crazy and stupid. Well, he really was after saying those things. If he could, he probably had been beating himself already for his stupidity. Yet he didn’t find it in himself to take his words back, not even to regret it. All he had in him was the energy to stand up from his chair, reaching for Sho and crashing their lips together.
The breakfast Jun made was forgotten, scattered along the shards of broken plates and mugs after he crossed the table, sitting by the edge as Sho stood up between his legs. Their kisses were hungry and fervent. Sho was inside him in a beat after discarding their clothes sans Jun’s shirt. Jun’s legs were around Sho's waist as the older male keep on thrusting inside him, going deeper and faster. Jun held Sho just like their first time, hiding his tear streaked face in the junction between Sho’s neck and shoulders. Although this time, Jun was holding Sho because he couldn’t let go.
Jun’s reverie was cut off when his phone beeped, alerting him that there was a new message. When he checked what it was, he instantly packed his things and headed out. He wasn’t going home though, he was meeting someone.
From: Sakurai Sho
Subject: Soba
Message: “I’m in the restaurant right now, having soba. I thought you might like some.”
Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2
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Author's Notes:
That's it for now. If you have questions, just message me or comment here. Love to hear from you guys! Yoroshiku onegaishimasu! Merry Christmas!