THE AKAME MASS COMMENT FICCY THING REDUX! (#1)
It's that time of the year...
Same as last time. You know what to do.
PROMPT. WRITE. PIMP. STALK.
Go!
You can: prompt even if you don't plan to write; prompt/write any rating from g to nc-17; prompt/write drama incarnations of akame. you don't need to be prompted to write ;)
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Same as last time. You know what to do.
PROMPT. WRITE. PIMP. STALK.
Go!
You can: prompt even if you don't plan to write; prompt/write any rating from g to nc-17; prompt/write drama incarnations of akame. you don't need to be prompted to write ;)
This entry:→ Is always second from the top ( Read more... )
"Oi, Kame!" Koki calls out. He fails to notice the way his bandmate had flinched ever so slightly. Or the fact that Kame had hastily shoved some papers into a dirty-looking, worn envelope he was holding. "Want to go out for dinner with me and Maru?"
The younger man stares at the rapper for a few seconds before his eyes travel down to the brown envelope he had in his hands. His grip on it tightens considerably as he bites down hard on his bottom lip. "I-I think I'll pass for now," he politely declines, making no eye contact whatsoever before adding, "I'm kind of busy."
"Eh?" comes the intelligent reply. It was a weekend and their day off the next day. Usually, they took this rare chance to go out to dinner all together (and maybe even get a little bit drunk.) What the hell would Kame be busy about? But Kame is already slinging his incredibly bulky bag over his shoulder and hastily making his way out of the room in a rush. "Some other time, then." he calls out frowning slightly, baffled by Kame's weird behavior.
Kame sighs in relief when he reaches his car. He closes his eyes rests his head against the wheel for a while, damn thankful that it wasn't a more observant member of Johnny's Entertainment that walked in on him, like Ueda or - god forbid - Ryo. Kame didn't even want to think about what might happen if Nishikido Ryo found out about his secret.
Because Ryo was not only uncannily good at figuring out secrets, no, he was even better with spreading them through the grape vine. Sometimes Kame even wondered if Ryo was a woman in the past life. His height could pass as that of a woman's, after all.
The alarm of his cellphone cuts through Kame's thoughts and reminds him of why he was so very eager to go home in the first place.
Lifting his head from the stirring wheel, Kame pulls out his keys from one of his pockets and starts the car. He spares one glance at the digital clock and casts another to his backpack and to the dirty envelope that were placed neatly on the passenger's seat. He brightens up visibly and his lips curl into a smile. He knew finding all those fangirls in a Live Journal community would be useful somehow. Who knew they had that much paparazzi photos and magazine scans from the old times saved up in their computers and reprinted anyway?
Kame makes sure to drive by some fast food joint for dinner and drop by a convenience store to buy some scented candles first before finally heading home. He humms to Sixteen Seconds.
~> tbc.
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see, flamesword, I edited the subject header. Be proud of me. :D
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And totally love the lines about Ryo.
Hehehe, would love to see what happens when Kame is caught. XD
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Ten minutes later finds Kame in his room, both his front and back doors locked and his windows closed and draped over with dark curtains as he sits on the carpeted floor and pulls out a dark box from under the bed. It measures about two feet across, is as thick as two dictionaries put on top of each other, and is covered with a thin layer of dust. Kame then gets his backpack, along with the battered envelope, and some scented candles which are all placed on his bed.
Fishing out a lighter from his front pocket, he assembles the candles creatively around the dark box and lights them one by one, eventually filling the room with the sweet aroma of candles. Then, taking a deep breath in anticipation, he lifts the cover of the dusty box, careful to not let any of its edges touch the flames of the candles. And inside the box lie various things - magazine clippings, photographs, letters, pieces of candy wrappers, strands of hair, a silver ring - all connected one way or another to a certain Akanishi Jin.
Kame goes by them slowly, taking each piece gently into his hands, careful not to crease even one magazine clipping. There was a picture of Jin looking dorky, caught by the camera half naked and trying to cover his torso with a pair of pants. Next to it was a picture of Jin in a swimming pool during their younger years, wearing a life vest and smiling to the camera while his head bobbed up the water. Kame's lips slowly curled as he went by the most innocent pictures of his bandmate, managing to even chuckle when he sees that he had a picture of Jin as a baby.
Who would've known that this innocent face would turn-- Kame bit his lip as his train of thought was cut off by the next image he would see. It was a new, more recent picture of Jin he bought off on the internet via his livejournal account turtle-loves-beer23 (Kame opted to use "beer" rather than "gin" to be more discreet). Yes, the seller was a bit weirded out as to why someone in Japan would rather buy something reprinted from a scan and have it shipped to them from half way around the world rather than just take one magazine in a stand and pay for it but Kame couldn't tell her the whole truth that he was really gay and was secretly stalking his supposedly ex-best-friend-slash-current-band-mate. So he chose to give her half the truth by leaving her an "I'm secretly gay." comment. It was screened anyway.
She said yes and even offered him a fifty percent discount.
In this one, Jin was in black and white - the whole picture was - leaning against a wall with his hair covering most of his eyes and his head tilted arrogantly to the side. Which was actually, illegally, mind-blowingly hot, in Kame's opinion. Not that he would ever admit it outloud. He would rather gouge his eyes out.
The word tease echoes in his mind over and over again as his fingers go over the glossy paper. He notices how Jin's shirt fits the older man's body like a glove and how his belt is already half undone and try as he may, Kame can't help but give in to the thoughts of pinning Jin to the wall and teaching him just how to lose that damned shirt and those pants all at the same time.
~> tbc.
lj cut my comment short. .__.; part 3 in a bit.
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Kame so jinius for using turtle-loves-bear23 XDDD
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idk, maybe I just look at smexy Jin pictures too much? *shot*
XDDD whut. I ran out of ideas.
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Kame gets up and heads to the bathroom just outside his bedroom, body still trembling as he removes all his clothes and steps in the cold shower. He shivers at the thought of having to share his apartment with Jin over the weekend. Sure, it wasn't something new, but the fact still remained that it was something he hadn't done in a very long time. Very long time meaning even before he had decided to grow up and quit his sick fantasies of having Jin care for him the way he did for Jin because the latter was obviously straight and began to admire the older man from afar instead.
Kame knew he was sick, very sick indeed, with his constant need to see Jin which often lead to satisfying his other needs. But to him, Jin was like a drug he never wanted to quit no matter how much it made him sick.
This was going to be a very cold, very long shower.
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Back in his room, Kame's phone began to ring. Remaining unanswered, a message was left instead.
Ne, Kame, it's Ueda. Jin had a little too much to drink with Koki and Maru earlier and I can't drive all the way to his place to drop him off. Yours is the nearest from here, so I hope you don't mind if he stays the night.
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XDDDDDDD <3
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This is clearly all that matters in my life at the moment. Whether there is sex between two hot boys. *dead*
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Of course, what could matter more than sex between two hot boys? XDDD *shot*
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And Jin will be drunk.
.........did Kame leave the box and photos out when he left for the shower. XD
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