[Pre-Household] Platonic Shell
Title: Platonic Shell
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me. They belong to some old man name Johnny Kitagawa.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst (maybe..)
Summary: Set before Household Series. This is a story on Jun and Nino's relationship, and how Jun suddenly grew his feelings for Sho too.
Jun met Nino on a guitar shop on one windy day in the middle of November. He's been interested on getting his hands on the musical instrument for long and he finally decided to buy one. There's one shop near his agency. It's small and quite old, but it has one of the most beautiful guitars Jun has ever seen. And besides selling, the shop also provide a repairing service. He knew that because that's what Nino told him.
“Nice bracelet.” The man said to Jun. Although Jun would be easily deceived by thinking that Nino is merely a boy. Because no grown man would have such tinkling eyes.
“Thanks.” Jun simply replied. Then he got back to observing the wooden dark classic guitar on the display.
“I'm Nino.”
“I'm Jun.”
This self-introduction came two hours later when they were laying sated after having the most intense make out session Jun ever had on his sofa in his apartment. Although before this, Jun has never thought that he can even kiss a man like that.
“So are you gonna buy it?” Nino's talking about the guitar, but Jun already knew it.
Jun stopped and think. He ran his fingers along the smooth surface of the other man's skin. “No,” He finally said. “Now that I think of it, I'm not really fond of practicing.”
“Even if I'm the one who's gonna teach you?”
Jun squinted his eyes at the man curled up in his arm, grinning like a kid. “You're going to teach me how to play guitar?”
“Among other stuffs.” Jun spotted something fishy in the other man's eyes although he tried to dismissed it.
“My guitar will be done in three days. I'll see you again then at the store.”
So Jun came to the shop again. Nino was waiting for him in front of the black guitar he was interested at before. But he didn't come to buy the guitar. He came to collect the lesson he promised.
That other stuffs turned out to be how to give great blowjob and how to fuck a man.
That day, when Nino was bouncing up and down his cock with a ragged breath, eyes closed, and mouth half open, Jun only need to take one look at that face and fell in love. But still, he shocked himself when his hands pulled the older man and he kissed him hungrily, slipping the word 'I love you' as his tongue entered the hot cavern of Nino's mouth. It too almost shocked Nino if he were in a different position right now. But he just kissed him back, and whispered the same words.
He watched Nino stared at his wrist when he was stirring coffee for him and the other man. “What are you looking at?” He asked.
“Your bracelet.” Nino reached out a finger to touch it.
Jun scoffed. “What, is it like a leather fetish?”
Nino just shrugged. “I don't know.”
“You're weird.” Jun placed the cup of coffee in Nino's hand. “Drink up.”
He watched Nino brought the cup closer to his face and inhaled the smell of caffein. His short fingers grasped the warm cup as he blew the liquid. The coffee was sipped through thin lips and he closed his eyes, savoring the taste and the warmth of it as it run down his throat to his stomach. For a second Jun thought on why he blurted out the word 'love' when he only just known the guy for less than a week. Then Nino glanced at him with sheepish eyes. And the next thing he knew, his hands were under Nino's shirt, lips on Nino's neck, breathing on his pale skin.
Jun didn't know why, but Nino never let him come to his place.
“I have roommates.” He reasoned.
“Roommates? Plural?”
“Yeah. Two of them.”
“When will I meet them?”
Nino raised an eyebrow and scoffed. “Never.”
It's been 3 months and 1 week since they first made out. Nino often called him in the middle of the night just to say goodnight to Jun. They spend almost every weekend together on Jun's apartment, lying on top of each other on Jun's couch playing footy. They said 'I love you' to each other for hundreds of time.
Although, they weren't dating. Neither of them has ever mentioned anything about it.
But one day when Nino suddenly got up from the bed to answer his phone and talked with a whispered voice, Jun can't help but wonder who it was. He can hear Nino's muffled voice from beyond the door. He said things like 'I`m at a friend's house', then 'No, you don't have to wait up for me. Go to sleep'.
Who was it, Jun was itching to ask when Nino got back inside Jun's room. But he didn't. He just followed Nino's movement to the bed. Nino slide back under blanket and hugged Jun's chest, his nose snuggling the younger man's neck. Jun hugged him back, but his eyes were still staring at the cellphone Nino put on the bedside drawer.
Jun's been busy lately with work. He started to get more offers that before he barely had a day off. But this is a risk he had to endure if he want to keep pursuing his dream as a top model. And today was probably the busiest day Jun has ever had since he started his career as a model. He had to go to a place outskirt of town for an outdoor photo shoot since early morning. And at noon he was already back in town, doing another photo shoot. After that he went to a clothing designer's studio to be measured for a fashion show. He felt tired, hungry, and that made him crappy. So when suddenly Nino called, complaining on how Jun spent less and less time with him for the past week, it only made Jun even more irritated.
“I'm working, Kazu. It's not like I'm bar-hopping.”
“But you could at least mail me or something. I haven't heard from you lately.”
“I don't have time for it. I don't even have time to eat.”
“Well make some for me.” Nino started to sound like a spoiled child.
“What the..” Jun shift his phone to his left hand to open the door to his apartment. “Can't you be more considerate?”
“I am being considerate! If I weren't, I would've been in your apartment right now and slap you in the face!”
“You're being silly.”
“You never have time for me!”
“I gave you my time, Kazu! And do you think I don't want to spend some time with you?!”
“You don't look like you do.” Even though the sound from the other side of the phone softened, Jun could still sense the typical cynical tone Nino always had in his words.
“You know what, I'm tired. I can't talk to you right now.”
“See, now you..”
“God, Kazu, stop it! We're not even dating!” He blurted. And the moment he did, his stomach twist and he can feel a small regret. Nino's silenced by his words. Just as Jun opened his mouth to apologize, Nino screamed to his ear.
“I HATE YOU!”
Jun pulled his phone off his ear and screamed back at the receiver. “Yeah?! Well, I HATE YOU TOO, DAMMIT!” He hit the red button and threw the phone to the couch. He sat slowly on his couch, breathing heavily. He pinched the bridge of his nose, eyes shut. Nino's voice still rang on his ears and he huffed. He didn't mean to say those words. But he did.
Two weeks and Jun haven't seen or even call Nino. Neither does the other man. No late night phone calls. Two Saturdays without DVD marathon and two Sundays without someone to eat pancake with him at breakfast. It's funny because before Nino, Jun had always been alone and he was fine with it. But now, for the first time, he felt lonely. Something that he never thought he was capable of. As he was walking home from work, he walked pass the guitar shop. He stopped in front of its glass window and peeked inside the shop, eyes unconsciously looking for the small figure he's been dying to see for the last couple of weeks. He didn't see it. Instead he spotted a fluffy drop of cotton-like thing on the jacket of his coat that soon disappear, reflected on the glass window in front of him. Then another one dropped to his shoulder. He looked up to see more of them falling.
He let the large, soft snowflakes hit his face. He turned his palm up, trying to catch them. But when it hit his skin, it melted right away. It came without notice and gone the moment he tried to grasp it. Just like..
“What are you doing?”
He turned his head and saw the man he's been looking for now stood only a few meters away from him. He didn't actually expected to found him. So he just stood there, staring back at the shorter man.
“You'll get sick if you keep standing there.” Nino said with a murmured voice that Jun barely catch. The older man turned away from him to enter the shop.
Jun was finally able to move his legs and catch Nino's arm just before he stepped inside the building. Nino avoided looking at him in the eyes although Jun kept his on him.
“What?” Nino asked after a moment of silence. He didn't see it coming when Jun suddenly embraced him into a tight hug.
“I didn't mean it.” Nino heard a soft whisper on his right ear. “I didn't mean it.” The voice said it again. A little bit louder this time.
Nino blinked softly once and lifted his arms to hugged the other man back.
“I didn't mean it too.” He replied.
“Someone wants to see you.” Nino said on one afternoon, lying on Jun's bed beside him.
“Who?”
Nino didn't answer right away, which made Jun turned his head and frown. By the look on Nino's face, Jun couldn't quite figure out what he was thinking, if he was thinking about anything. Jun could only think that Nino was searching for the right word to say. So
Jun ran his thumb on Nino's lips as if to help him form a word.
“Will you be mad if I say that it is someone who are very important to me?” Nino lifted his eyes slowly to look at Jun's eyes through dark lashes. Jun stopped the movement of his fingers when he saw how soft suddenly Nino's eyes were.
The model leaned closer to plant a kiss on the latter's nose. “If they were important to you, then they're important to me too.”
Jun bowed his head to the two men standing in front of him. One has darker skin with brown hair that sprouted messily like he just got out of the bed, but the sleepy smile he gave him somehow soothing. While the other man, contrastly looking much more settled with such calm appearance and an endearing twisted smile that reminded Jun of Nino. When that man said his name as he shook Jun's hand, Jun caught his breath.
The name `Sakurai` suited him. But for some reason all Jun want is to call him 'Sho', just like Nino, and the other man, Ohno, does. But he can't, because he just knew him. And you can't just call a person by his given name, specially when you just met him.
Ever since Nino introduced him to them, he has been letting him to spend more and more time on their apartment. They didn't seem to mind which was a relief to Jun. But the more time he spent with them, the more Jun's feeling was becoming like Nino's. It's like Nino's affection for the other two men had affected him and he started growing the same consideration for them. He started to get concern whenever Ohno didn't come out of his room for hours when he was painting so he borrowed their kitchen to make him some small meal and delivered it to his room (Jun was quite surprised when he found out that they all sleep in one room with two beds attached together). And he didn't realized how strong Nino's affection were for Sho until he too started feeling the same.
When he saw Sho patted Ohno's shoulder softly, Jun stared at that long fingers, wanting to be touched by it too. And when he saw, from a slightly open door, Sho kissing Nino on the lips, he had this weird feeling on his stomach and was suddenly having difficulties to breath normally. At that time, he was confused of whether he was jealous because Nino was being kissed by another man, or he was jealous because he got it from Sho. He quickly turned his sight away, and walked out of the apartment.
After he saw the kiss, it was getting more and more confusing for him. He tried sorting his feelings out. Like laying out papers of documents on a table in front of him, only he did it inside his head. One part consisted of how he feel about Nino, and the other is how he feel about Sho. The result was surprisingly desperating with both list turned out being equal: He loves Nino, and has come to love Sho too. But the relationship he's been having with Nino, this unnamed relationship, made him think if he should make a move to Sho. It took him some time to decided that he should constrain his feelings for Sho because he realized how much he love Nino. So the next thing he could do, is to avoid Sho.
He started coming less to the apartment and chose to get Nino to come to his place just like when they first met. When Sho asked him to join them for some ramen on weekend, he always politely turned down the invitation. He thought that the other party wouldn't mind.
But when he kept doing it for quite a time, Sho seemed to notice this.
“Are you avoiding me and Ohno?” He asked.
They were alone in Nino's apartment. He was supposed to go to the movies with Nino and the other man had asked him to picked him up. But when he arrived, Nino was out with Ohno to do some groceries because they realized they got nothing on their fridge. Nino had asked him to wait so Jun decided to stood in front of his door. But then the door opened and Sho forced him to wait inside. It seemed that Nino had called the older man to tell him that he was there. So he unwillingly abide to his request.
“What are you talking about?” Jun tried to keep his face straight and answered nonchalantly.
“Well, I don't know. It's just that you have been rejecting my invitation lately.” Sho sat on the other end of the couch, flipping through some magazine. But Jun kept his gaze away from Sho. He didn't even said anything to him.
When five minutes of silence was passed, Sho put his magazine down.
“Me and Ohno like you, Matsumoto-kun. But if you don't feel the same, we're fine with it. But at least explain it to Kazu. He's worried, you know.” Jun froze. Nino never said anything about it. He didn't realized that Nino noticed it too. Sho sighed and stood up from the couch to walk into his room. He closed the door behind him and left Jun in the living room alone. Then he soon followed the older man, not even knocking on the door and walked right in.
“I didn't hate you. Or..Ohno.” He stated. Sho was looking back at him with a blank face. “I..I'm..”
Sho shook his head, “You don't have to explain anything to me, Sho. Just don't hurt Kazu's feeling. He's..he's really important to me and Satoshi.”
Something clicked on Jun's mind. “Why?” This simple question shocked Sho. And for the first time since Jun known the guy, he saw an unfamiliar expression on his face.
“We've known each other for long. We're really close.” Jun can sense how Sho's voice was trembling.
“How close?” With that, Jun too closed his distance with the older man. Sho walked backward until his back was pressed against the wall. Jun stood in front of him.
“You have no reason to be jealous. There was never anything between me and Kazu. Or Kazu and Satoshi.” Sho added the last part as if it would've made Jun satisfied.
But Jun wasn't. Because he kept closing in until they were only a span of hand away, and Jun placed his hand on the wall, next to Sho's head.
“I'm not jealous.”
“Well that's good then.” Sho let out a soft breath of relief.
“And I wasn't avoiding you because I hate you.”
This time Sho furrowed his brows. “Then why..” But before he can finish his sentence, Jun's shadow fell on his face and the next thing he knew, Jun was kissing him.
It was a small one, actually. Not enough to be called a kiss. Sho let out a breath he didn't realized he was holding when Jun pulled away, leaving him frozen.
Jun swallowed hard, his mind was blank.
“I thought you were dating Kazu.” Sho asked him softly. His hot breath hit Jun's lips.
Kazu. Nino. The name rang in his head and everything seemed to come into his mind again. It's funny how in a matter of seconds the memory he had with Nino can enter his mind all at once. The first time they met. The smirk on his face. The sparkling eyes Nino had when Jun was fucking him through the night. His soft breathing on Jun's pillow. The feel of his dark hair between his fingers.
And the status they never settled upon.
He dropped his head and shook them. “I love Nino. But I don't know what I'm having with him.”
Jun's surprised when Sho scoffed. Thinking that he would sermon him again like before, he went before he could say anything and kissed him again. He went rigid for a second when he felt Sho kissed him back.
He placed a hand on the older man's waist, holding him in place like he didn't want to let him go. He licked Sho's lips, asking for permission. When Sho finally opened his mouth, Jun slipped his tongue in, deepening the kiss. The low grunt Sho let out sent shivers right to his groin. He clenched his fist on the wall, scratching the wall on the process. He glanced down to see Sho's hand on his stomach, pulling on the edge of his T-shirt. This made Jun groaned and he slid his hand underneath Sho's clothes.
And that's when he heard something being dropped to the floor. He and Sho turned their head at the same time to the direction of the noise. Nino stood on the door with his bag on the floor, Ohno behind him. He think he was imagining it, but he can hear Sho's heart pounding really heart, and so was his. Everybody was frozen at their places.
At that moment, when Jun saw the look Nino had on his face, all Jun wanted is to kill himself right there, right now.
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me. They belong to some old man name Johnny Kitagawa.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst (maybe..)
Summary: Set before Household Series. This is a story on Jun and Nino's relationship, and how Jun suddenly grew his feelings for Sho too.
Jun met Nino on a guitar shop on one windy day in the middle of November. He's been interested on getting his hands on the musical instrument for long and he finally decided to buy one. There's one shop near his agency. It's small and quite old, but it has one of the most beautiful guitars Jun has ever seen. And besides selling, the shop also provide a repairing service. He knew that because that's what Nino told him.
“Nice bracelet.” The man said to Jun. Although Jun would be easily deceived by thinking that Nino is merely a boy. Because no grown man would have such tinkling eyes.
“Thanks.” Jun simply replied. Then he got back to observing the wooden dark classic guitar on the display.
“I'm Nino.”
“I'm Jun.”
This self-introduction came two hours later when they were laying sated after having the most intense make out session Jun ever had on his sofa in his apartment. Although before this, Jun has never thought that he can even kiss a man like that.
“So are you gonna buy it?” Nino's talking about the guitar, but Jun already knew it.
Jun stopped and think. He ran his fingers along the smooth surface of the other man's skin. “No,” He finally said. “Now that I think of it, I'm not really fond of practicing.”
“Even if I'm the one who's gonna teach you?”
Jun squinted his eyes at the man curled up in his arm, grinning like a kid. “You're going to teach me how to play guitar?”
“Among other stuffs.” Jun spotted something fishy in the other man's eyes although he tried to dismissed it.
“My guitar will be done in three days. I'll see you again then at the store.”
So Jun came to the shop again. Nino was waiting for him in front of the black guitar he was interested at before. But he didn't come to buy the guitar. He came to collect the lesson he promised.
That other stuffs turned out to be how to give great blowjob and how to fuck a man.
That day, when Nino was bouncing up and down his cock with a ragged breath, eyes closed, and mouth half open, Jun only need to take one look at that face and fell in love. But still, he shocked himself when his hands pulled the older man and he kissed him hungrily, slipping the word 'I love you' as his tongue entered the hot cavern of Nino's mouth. It too almost shocked Nino if he were in a different position right now. But he just kissed him back, and whispered the same words.
He watched Nino stared at his wrist when he was stirring coffee for him and the other man. “What are you looking at?” He asked.
“Your bracelet.” Nino reached out a finger to touch it.
Jun scoffed. “What, is it like a leather fetish?”
Nino just shrugged. “I don't know.”
“You're weird.” Jun placed the cup of coffee in Nino's hand. “Drink up.”
He watched Nino brought the cup closer to his face and inhaled the smell of caffein. His short fingers grasped the warm cup as he blew the liquid. The coffee was sipped through thin lips and he closed his eyes, savoring the taste and the warmth of it as it run down his throat to his stomach. For a second Jun thought on why he blurted out the word 'love' when he only just known the guy for less than a week. Then Nino glanced at him with sheepish eyes. And the next thing he knew, his hands were under Nino's shirt, lips on Nino's neck, breathing on his pale skin.
Jun didn't know why, but Nino never let him come to his place.
“I have roommates.” He reasoned.
“Roommates? Plural?”
“Yeah. Two of them.”
“When will I meet them?”
Nino raised an eyebrow and scoffed. “Never.”
It's been 3 months and 1 week since they first made out. Nino often called him in the middle of the night just to say goodnight to Jun. They spend almost every weekend together on Jun's apartment, lying on top of each other on Jun's couch playing footy. They said 'I love you' to each other for hundreds of time.
Although, they weren't dating. Neither of them has ever mentioned anything about it.
But one day when Nino suddenly got up from the bed to answer his phone and talked with a whispered voice, Jun can't help but wonder who it was. He can hear Nino's muffled voice from beyond the door. He said things like 'I`m at a friend's house', then 'No, you don't have to wait up for me. Go to sleep'.
Who was it, Jun was itching to ask when Nino got back inside Jun's room. But he didn't. He just followed Nino's movement to the bed. Nino slide back under blanket and hugged Jun's chest, his nose snuggling the younger man's neck. Jun hugged him back, but his eyes were still staring at the cellphone Nino put on the bedside drawer.
Jun's been busy lately with work. He started to get more offers that before he barely had a day off. But this is a risk he had to endure if he want to keep pursuing his dream as a top model. And today was probably the busiest day Jun has ever had since he started his career as a model. He had to go to a place outskirt of town for an outdoor photo shoot since early morning. And at noon he was already back in town, doing another photo shoot. After that he went to a clothing designer's studio to be measured for a fashion show. He felt tired, hungry, and that made him crappy. So when suddenly Nino called, complaining on how Jun spent less and less time with him for the past week, it only made Jun even more irritated.
“I'm working, Kazu. It's not like I'm bar-hopping.”
“But you could at least mail me or something. I haven't heard from you lately.”
“I don't have time for it. I don't even have time to eat.”
“Well make some for me.” Nino started to sound like a spoiled child.
“What the..” Jun shift his phone to his left hand to open the door to his apartment. “Can't you be more considerate?”
“I am being considerate! If I weren't, I would've been in your apartment right now and slap you in the face!”
“You're being silly.”
“You never have time for me!”
“I gave you my time, Kazu! And do you think I don't want to spend some time with you?!”
“You don't look like you do.” Even though the sound from the other side of the phone softened, Jun could still sense the typical cynical tone Nino always had in his words.
“You know what, I'm tired. I can't talk to you right now.”
“See, now you..”
“God, Kazu, stop it! We're not even dating!” He blurted. And the moment he did, his stomach twist and he can feel a small regret. Nino's silenced by his words. Just as Jun opened his mouth to apologize, Nino screamed to his ear.
“I HATE YOU!”
Jun pulled his phone off his ear and screamed back at the receiver. “Yeah?! Well, I HATE YOU TOO, DAMMIT!” He hit the red button and threw the phone to the couch. He sat slowly on his couch, breathing heavily. He pinched the bridge of his nose, eyes shut. Nino's voice still rang on his ears and he huffed. He didn't mean to say those words. But he did.
Two weeks and Jun haven't seen or even call Nino. Neither does the other man. No late night phone calls. Two Saturdays without DVD marathon and two Sundays without someone to eat pancake with him at breakfast. It's funny because before Nino, Jun had always been alone and he was fine with it. But now, for the first time, he felt lonely. Something that he never thought he was capable of. As he was walking home from work, he walked pass the guitar shop. He stopped in front of its glass window and peeked inside the shop, eyes unconsciously looking for the small figure he's been dying to see for the last couple of weeks. He didn't see it. Instead he spotted a fluffy drop of cotton-like thing on the jacket of his coat that soon disappear, reflected on the glass window in front of him. Then another one dropped to his shoulder. He looked up to see more of them falling.
He let the large, soft snowflakes hit his face. He turned his palm up, trying to catch them. But when it hit his skin, it melted right away. It came without notice and gone the moment he tried to grasp it. Just like..
“What are you doing?”
He turned his head and saw the man he's been looking for now stood only a few meters away from him. He didn't actually expected to found him. So he just stood there, staring back at the shorter man.
“You'll get sick if you keep standing there.” Nino said with a murmured voice that Jun barely catch. The older man turned away from him to enter the shop.
Jun was finally able to move his legs and catch Nino's arm just before he stepped inside the building. Nino avoided looking at him in the eyes although Jun kept his on him.
“What?” Nino asked after a moment of silence. He didn't see it coming when Jun suddenly embraced him into a tight hug.
“I didn't mean it.” Nino heard a soft whisper on his right ear. “I didn't mean it.” The voice said it again. A little bit louder this time.
Nino blinked softly once and lifted his arms to hugged the other man back.
“I didn't mean it too.” He replied.
“Someone wants to see you.” Nino said on one afternoon, lying on Jun's bed beside him.
“Who?”
Nino didn't answer right away, which made Jun turned his head and frown. By the look on Nino's face, Jun couldn't quite figure out what he was thinking, if he was thinking about anything. Jun could only think that Nino was searching for the right word to say. So
Jun ran his thumb on Nino's lips as if to help him form a word.
“Will you be mad if I say that it is someone who are very important to me?” Nino lifted his eyes slowly to look at Jun's eyes through dark lashes. Jun stopped the movement of his fingers when he saw how soft suddenly Nino's eyes were.
The model leaned closer to plant a kiss on the latter's nose. “If they were important to you, then they're important to me too.”
Jun bowed his head to the two men standing in front of him. One has darker skin with brown hair that sprouted messily like he just got out of the bed, but the sleepy smile he gave him somehow soothing. While the other man, contrastly looking much more settled with such calm appearance and an endearing twisted smile that reminded Jun of Nino. When that man said his name as he shook Jun's hand, Jun caught his breath.
The name `Sakurai` suited him. But for some reason all Jun want is to call him 'Sho', just like Nino, and the other man, Ohno, does. But he can't, because he just knew him. And you can't just call a person by his given name, specially when you just met him.
Ever since Nino introduced him to them, he has been letting him to spend more and more time on their apartment. They didn't seem to mind which was a relief to Jun. But the more time he spent with them, the more Jun's feeling was becoming like Nino's. It's like Nino's affection for the other two men had affected him and he started growing the same consideration for them. He started to get concern whenever Ohno didn't come out of his room for hours when he was painting so he borrowed their kitchen to make him some small meal and delivered it to his room (Jun was quite surprised when he found out that they all sleep in one room with two beds attached together). And he didn't realized how strong Nino's affection were for Sho until he too started feeling the same.
When he saw Sho patted Ohno's shoulder softly, Jun stared at that long fingers, wanting to be touched by it too. And when he saw, from a slightly open door, Sho kissing Nino on the lips, he had this weird feeling on his stomach and was suddenly having difficulties to breath normally. At that time, he was confused of whether he was jealous because Nino was being kissed by another man, or he was jealous because he got it from Sho. He quickly turned his sight away, and walked out of the apartment.
After he saw the kiss, it was getting more and more confusing for him. He tried sorting his feelings out. Like laying out papers of documents on a table in front of him, only he did it inside his head. One part consisted of how he feel about Nino, and the other is how he feel about Sho. The result was surprisingly desperating with both list turned out being equal: He loves Nino, and has come to love Sho too. But the relationship he's been having with Nino, this unnamed relationship, made him think if he should make a move to Sho. It took him some time to decided that he should constrain his feelings for Sho because he realized how much he love Nino. So the next thing he could do, is to avoid Sho.
He started coming less to the apartment and chose to get Nino to come to his place just like when they first met. When Sho asked him to join them for some ramen on weekend, he always politely turned down the invitation. He thought that the other party wouldn't mind.
But when he kept doing it for quite a time, Sho seemed to notice this.
“Are you avoiding me and Ohno?” He asked.
They were alone in Nino's apartment. He was supposed to go to the movies with Nino and the other man had asked him to picked him up. But when he arrived, Nino was out with Ohno to do some groceries because they realized they got nothing on their fridge. Nino had asked him to wait so Jun decided to stood in front of his door. But then the door opened and Sho forced him to wait inside. It seemed that Nino had called the older man to tell him that he was there. So he unwillingly abide to his request.
“What are you talking about?” Jun tried to keep his face straight and answered nonchalantly.
“Well, I don't know. It's just that you have been rejecting my invitation lately.” Sho sat on the other end of the couch, flipping through some magazine. But Jun kept his gaze away from Sho. He didn't even said anything to him.
When five minutes of silence was passed, Sho put his magazine down.
“Me and Ohno like you, Matsumoto-kun. But if you don't feel the same, we're fine with it. But at least explain it to Kazu. He's worried, you know.” Jun froze. Nino never said anything about it. He didn't realized that Nino noticed it too. Sho sighed and stood up from the couch to walk into his room. He closed the door behind him and left Jun in the living room alone. Then he soon followed the older man, not even knocking on the door and walked right in.
“I didn't hate you. Or..Ohno.” He stated. Sho was looking back at him with a blank face. “I..I'm..”
Sho shook his head, “You don't have to explain anything to me, Sho. Just don't hurt Kazu's feeling. He's..he's really important to me and Satoshi.”
Something clicked on Jun's mind. “Why?” This simple question shocked Sho. And for the first time since Jun known the guy, he saw an unfamiliar expression on his face.
“We've known each other for long. We're really close.” Jun can sense how Sho's voice was trembling.
“How close?” With that, Jun too closed his distance with the older man. Sho walked backward until his back was pressed against the wall. Jun stood in front of him.
“You have no reason to be jealous. There was never anything between me and Kazu. Or Kazu and Satoshi.” Sho added the last part as if it would've made Jun satisfied.
But Jun wasn't. Because he kept closing in until they were only a span of hand away, and Jun placed his hand on the wall, next to Sho's head.
“I'm not jealous.”
“Well that's good then.” Sho let out a soft breath of relief.
“And I wasn't avoiding you because I hate you.”
This time Sho furrowed his brows. “Then why..” But before he can finish his sentence, Jun's shadow fell on his face and the next thing he knew, Jun was kissing him.
It was a small one, actually. Not enough to be called a kiss. Sho let out a breath he didn't realized he was holding when Jun pulled away, leaving him frozen.
Jun swallowed hard, his mind was blank.
“I thought you were dating Kazu.” Sho asked him softly. His hot breath hit Jun's lips.
Kazu. Nino. The name rang in his head and everything seemed to come into his mind again. It's funny how in a matter of seconds the memory he had with Nino can enter his mind all at once. The first time they met. The smirk on his face. The sparkling eyes Nino had when Jun was fucking him through the night. His soft breathing on Jun's pillow. The feel of his dark hair between his fingers.
And the status they never settled upon.
He dropped his head and shook them. “I love Nino. But I don't know what I'm having with him.”
Jun's surprised when Sho scoffed. Thinking that he would sermon him again like before, he went before he could say anything and kissed him again. He went rigid for a second when he felt Sho kissed him back.
He placed a hand on the older man's waist, holding him in place like he didn't want to let him go. He licked Sho's lips, asking for permission. When Sho finally opened his mouth, Jun slipped his tongue in, deepening the kiss. The low grunt Sho let out sent shivers right to his groin. He clenched his fist on the wall, scratching the wall on the process. He glanced down to see Sho's hand on his stomach, pulling on the edge of his T-shirt. This made Jun groaned and he slid his hand underneath Sho's clothes.
And that's when he heard something being dropped to the floor. He and Sho turned their head at the same time to the direction of the noise. Nino stood on the door with his bag on the floor, Ohno behind him. He think he was imagining it, but he can hear Sho's heart pounding really heart, and so was his. Everybody was frozen at their places.
At that moment, when Jun saw the look Nino had on his face, all Jun wanted is to kill himself right there, right now.