[Fanfic] No More Exertion
Title: No More... Part 4
Author: Kasumi (witchann2)
Rating: PG-15
Genre: Romance
Warning: AKame pairing, boys love; Don´t like - don´t read, don´t hate.
Beta-reading: None
Dedication: I´d like to dedicate this little one-shot to reika_kun, who requested me to write something about topless Jin as a result of our fangirling over his latest plug air videos. XD I know it´s nothing special, dear, but once I thought of something, I was not able to give up on the idea. I hope you´ll enjoy it. ^^v
Summary: August 2016… Kame is resting at home, browsing the web…
A/N: The fourth part doesn´t follow the “plot” in the previous NM parts, as it takes place a few years later, but it´s still the same universe. It was interesting to create something else apart from my precious western story for once and I found writing this little piece of AKame definitely more enjoyable than being uselessly upset about the recent news related to Junno´s solo… On which I´m not able to comment with a cool head yet.
Additional disclaimer: The whole "No More" series is just a fanfiction and it means no offense or disrespect to Kamenashi Kazuya-san, Akanishi Jin-san or to their families and friends.
Credit for a banner:
seiko22
Previously:
Part 1 - No More Words // Part 2 - No More Excuse s // Part 3 - No More Surprises //
4.
NO MORE EXERTION
Slow and a little gloomy tones of indie pop floated through the dark apartment equipped with the neat furniture and accessories, which indicated its owner had a strong personality and great interest in various fields of sports and culture. Only the dim light of one paper floor lamp chased the shadows to the corners, revealing the young man with short black hair sitting on a comfortable sofa.
A faint fragrance of grapes filled the air, as the red liquid was poured from the bottle of expensive red wine and the thirty-year-old member of a certain Johnny´s idol group on hiatus smelled it with pleasure, savoring on the first gulp.
Kame leant back into the soft mattress and with a tired sigh, he bent his neck over the top for a while. It was another long day, but he felt definitely better than the last week, right after the return from Rio. He had a bad feeling that the jet lag caught up with him with the worse consequences every time.
He reached for wine again and drank some more of it, feeling as it started warming him up. It was his favorite branch and never let him down. Though, he usually drank it much warmer than on this evening when he let it cool down a lot. Summer heats was the same every year and he had already got used to it, but still, it was better to take something cold inside. Feeling relaxed, he dragged the laptop onto his knees, intending to check out on what he had missed during the non-existing weekend.
Only half-focused on the headlines, he listened to another song from the XX discography and even strayed on tumblr, though he didn´t do it very often.
His lips curved in a smile, when he spotted some reports from Audio Fashion tour. At least Jin seemed to be quite active in these days and he was doing more than well. It felt as overcoming some kind of landmark, when he caught the short reportage about it on TV. After all those years, Jin raised high enough to be seen and appreciated even without the support of The Agency. He was really glad for him.
Kame kept scrolling down thoughtfully, with the glass in his hand, when some screenshots came into his view and he almost spilled the wine out. He stared at them wide-eyed for a while, before he shook the first surprise off and searched for more. When he found and watched the latest plug air videos, he had to pour himself another glass and drank half of it in one go.
Then he grabbed his cell phone and started typing a little hastily.
You said you go to the gym just twice a week! [ □ ₒ □ ]
Discarding the mobile aside, Kame returned to the monitor and closed all bookmarks except the world news. Frowning, he tried to focus on the articles in English, but he ended up searching for the video again. It launched automatically on another side and watching it for the second time wasn´t any better than the first. Just when he emptied the second glass, his phone announced an incoming message.
I do, why? You wanna join me? o(^▽^)o
“The hell I do,” Kame murmured and typed a response.
No. But it seems to me you´re there every day!
After sending the message, Kame pushed the laptop away from himself, as if it was his personal enemy and reached for the bottle gratefully. The monitor froze on that chest in the white light though. Just by mistake, he tapped across the spacebar and the singer started to move again. Bloody hell...
He managed to sip only a bit from the liquid, when the Summer Kinda Love melody surpassed the indie music from his hi-fi set. Tottering between annoyance and excitement, he reached for the phone and let it ring for a while, before he accepted the call.
“You´ve found those shots from rehearsal?” the amused voice sounded into his ear cheerfully, before he could even open his mouth for a greeting.
“Hello to you too,” Kame reacted stiffly.
“Gomen, gomen. Konbanwa, Kazu-chan~” though the tone was not apologetic at all.
“I´ve told you thousand times to stop calling me that. I´m not twenty anymore.”
“Age has nothing to do with it, Turtle.”
“Baka.”
“You´re sweet as always, sugar.”
Kame rolled his eyes: “Are you drinking or what?”
“No... I´m just tired, so I´m going a little crazy. So, what about that video?”
Kame caught a hint of exhaustion under the cheerful tone now, so he decided to get to the point.
“Well, I saw it. You worked out pretty hard on yourself, I must say.”
“Yeah, it´s hell sometimes, but I´m glad it paid off, since you like it.”
“I didn´t say that,” Kame objected teasingly.
Jin on the other side of the line laughed: “Somehow I doubt that you don´t.”
“What makes you so sure?”
“Well, since you´re adoring my half-naked shots alone in your apartment, drinking wine...”
Kame eyed his surroundings: “What if I told you that I´m in the night club instead?”
“You´re not. Don´t bother, I just know.”
They fell silent for a while. But it was a nice silence...
“Ok, I like it,” Kame admitted quietly, smiling a little. “You´re hot.”
He could literally see Jin grinning: “How many times did you watch it?”
“What? Once, of course!”
“Liar.”
“I´m not such a pervert like you!”
“We both know you´re.”
Kame made some indefinite sound and reached for the wine again.
“I hit the point with the wine too, right?” Jin caught the sound of him gulping.
He just sighed; there was really no point in denying something to his former band mate.
“You sound defeated,” Jin noted teasingly.
No matter what it was, Kame had always liked listening to the older one´s voice; it was not different this time and he felt his lips spreading in a smile.
“Don´t underestimate me. I have a load of energy left today.”
“Glad to hear that...”
“It´s you who sounds more tired,” Kame reacted slowly.
“I´m fine, it´s just the tour...”
What else... It was either the tour or the recording. With each new one Jin was giving out more and more of himself into it. And it was great to see him so hardworking, but still...
“I know, but remember to rest too.”
“And I was just thinking about stopping by...” there came a reaction, which made Kame´s hand froze in the middle of way to the mouth.
“I´ve just recommended you less exertion, not more,” he reminded the older one vigorously.
“I don´t think that includes training in the bed.”
Kame felt his cheeks getting warmer, not only as an effect of the alcohol. That beautiful bastard was getting to him as always.
“Jin...” he started, but was interrupted by the other one.
“I thought that you´d like to see my muscles live.”
“I do,” Kame blurted out before he managed to stop and think. “But for that I can just attend one of your cons, can´t I?”
“And who´s the baka here now,” Jin reacted caustically. “I don´t do that at concerts much, anyway. Or should I? My dear JIP´s would go crazy.”
“You can bet on it,” Kame agreed. “But don´t do that,” he added right away.
“Jealous?”
“Oh, please, stop, you know that...”
“I can still do a private performance for you...”
Kame gulped down heavily: “Jin, it´s late, so stop thinking up foolish things and rest, ok?”
“What time does your schedule start tomorrow?”
He suppressed another sigh; his persuasion was useless as usually...
“At ten.”
“Great, your usual excuse passes then. I´m over there in half an hour.”
“Jin...”
“You don´t have to let me through the door, but you cannot discourage me from coming.”
Kamenashi Kazuya knew when to admit that he lost.
“Would you like some wine or beer?”
A short pause followed, before obviously satisfied Jin replied: “Anything you drink will be fine.”
“Good. Be careful. Don´t play Pokémon Go on the way.”
“Come on... I´m not that stupid…”
“Just don´t,” Kame repeated.
“Yes, Mum,” the older one reacted carefree.
“OK... And don´t fall asleep behind the wheel either...”
“I won´t,” Jin assured him in a deep voice. “Just tell me what you´re wearing.”
Kame chuckled this time and checked: “White shirt...”
“And?”
“Black boxer shorts...”
“Hmm… And?”
“Nothing else,” Kame assumed teasingly.
“I´m on my way.”
END (for now ^_^)
Author: Kasumi (witchann2)
Rating: PG-15
Genre: Romance
Warning: AKame pairing, boys love; Don´t like - don´t read, don´t hate.
Beta-reading: None
Dedication: I´d like to dedicate this little one-shot to reika_kun, who requested me to write something about topless Jin as a result of our fangirling over his latest plug air videos. XD I know it´s nothing special, dear, but once I thought of something, I was not able to give up on the idea. I hope you´ll enjoy it. ^^v
Summary: August 2016… Kame is resting at home, browsing the web…
A/N: The fourth part doesn´t follow the “plot” in the previous NM parts, as it takes place a few years later, but it´s still the same universe. It was interesting to create something else apart from my precious western story for once and I found writing this little piece of AKame definitely more enjoyable than being uselessly upset about the recent news related to Junno´s solo… On which I´m not able to comment with a cool head yet.
Additional disclaimer: The whole "No More" series is just a fanfiction and it means no offense or disrespect to Kamenashi Kazuya-san, Akanishi Jin-san or to their families and friends.
Credit for a banner:
seiko22
Previously:
Part 1 - No More Words // Part 2 - No More Excuse s // Part 3 - No More Surprises //
4.
NO MORE EXERTION
Slow and a little gloomy tones of indie pop floated through the dark apartment equipped with the neat furniture and accessories, which indicated its owner had a strong personality and great interest in various fields of sports and culture. Only the dim light of one paper floor lamp chased the shadows to the corners, revealing the young man with short black hair sitting on a comfortable sofa.
A faint fragrance of grapes filled the air, as the red liquid was poured from the bottle of expensive red wine and the thirty-year-old member of a certain Johnny´s idol group on hiatus smelled it with pleasure, savoring on the first gulp.
Kame leant back into the soft mattress and with a tired sigh, he bent his neck over the top for a while. It was another long day, but he felt definitely better than the last week, right after the return from Rio. He had a bad feeling that the jet lag caught up with him with the worse consequences every time.
He reached for wine again and drank some more of it, feeling as it started warming him up. It was his favorite branch and never let him down. Though, he usually drank it much warmer than on this evening when he let it cool down a lot. Summer heats was the same every year and he had already got used to it, but still, it was better to take something cold inside. Feeling relaxed, he dragged the laptop onto his knees, intending to check out on what he had missed during the non-existing weekend.
Only half-focused on the headlines, he listened to another song from the XX discography and even strayed on tumblr, though he didn´t do it very often.
His lips curved in a smile, when he spotted some reports from Audio Fashion tour. At least Jin seemed to be quite active in these days and he was doing more than well. It felt as overcoming some kind of landmark, when he caught the short reportage about it on TV. After all those years, Jin raised high enough to be seen and appreciated even without the support of The Agency. He was really glad for him.
Kame kept scrolling down thoughtfully, with the glass in his hand, when some screenshots came into his view and he almost spilled the wine out. He stared at them wide-eyed for a while, before he shook the first surprise off and searched for more. When he found and watched the latest plug air videos, he had to pour himself another glass and drank half of it in one go.
Then he grabbed his cell phone and started typing a little hastily.
You said you go to the gym just twice a week! [ □ ₒ □ ]
Discarding the mobile aside, Kame returned to the monitor and closed all bookmarks except the world news. Frowning, he tried to focus on the articles in English, but he ended up searching for the video again. It launched automatically on another side and watching it for the second time wasn´t any better than the first. Just when he emptied the second glass, his phone announced an incoming message.
I do, why? You wanna join me? o(^▽^)o
“The hell I do,” Kame murmured and typed a response.
No. But it seems to me you´re there every day!
After sending the message, Kame pushed the laptop away from himself, as if it was his personal enemy and reached for the bottle gratefully. The monitor froze on that chest in the white light though. Just by mistake, he tapped across the spacebar and the singer started to move again. Bloody hell...
He managed to sip only a bit from the liquid, when the Summer Kinda Love melody surpassed the indie music from his hi-fi set. Tottering between annoyance and excitement, he reached for the phone and let it ring for a while, before he accepted the call.
“You´ve found those shots from rehearsal?” the amused voice sounded into his ear cheerfully, before he could even open his mouth for a greeting.
“Hello to you too,” Kame reacted stiffly.
“Gomen, gomen. Konbanwa, Kazu-chan~” though the tone was not apologetic at all.
“I´ve told you thousand times to stop calling me that. I´m not twenty anymore.”
“Age has nothing to do with it, Turtle.”
“Baka.”
“You´re sweet as always, sugar.”
Kame rolled his eyes: “Are you drinking or what?”
“No... I´m just tired, so I´m going a little crazy. So, what about that video?”
Kame caught a hint of exhaustion under the cheerful tone now, so he decided to get to the point.
“Well, I saw it. You worked out pretty hard on yourself, I must say.”
“Yeah, it´s hell sometimes, but I´m glad it paid off, since you like it.”
“I didn´t say that,” Kame objected teasingly.
Jin on the other side of the line laughed: “Somehow I doubt that you don´t.”
“What makes you so sure?”
“Well, since you´re adoring my half-naked shots alone in your apartment, drinking wine...”
Kame eyed his surroundings: “What if I told you that I´m in the night club instead?”
“You´re not. Don´t bother, I just know.”
They fell silent for a while. But it was a nice silence...
“Ok, I like it,” Kame admitted quietly, smiling a little. “You´re hot.”
He could literally see Jin grinning: “How many times did you watch it?”
“What? Once, of course!”
“Liar.”
“I´m not such a pervert like you!”
“We both know you´re.”
Kame made some indefinite sound and reached for the wine again.
“I hit the point with the wine too, right?” Jin caught the sound of him gulping.
He just sighed; there was really no point in denying something to his former band mate.
“You sound defeated,” Jin noted teasingly.
No matter what it was, Kame had always liked listening to the older one´s voice; it was not different this time and he felt his lips spreading in a smile.
“Don´t underestimate me. I have a load of energy left today.”
“Glad to hear that...”
“It´s you who sounds more tired,” Kame reacted slowly.
“I´m fine, it´s just the tour...”
What else... It was either the tour or the recording. With each new one Jin was giving out more and more of himself into it. And it was great to see him so hardworking, but still...
“I know, but remember to rest too.”
“And I was just thinking about stopping by...” there came a reaction, which made Kame´s hand froze in the middle of way to the mouth.
“I´ve just recommended you less exertion, not more,” he reminded the older one vigorously.
“I don´t think that includes training in the bed.”
Kame felt his cheeks getting warmer, not only as an effect of the alcohol. That beautiful bastard was getting to him as always.
“Jin...” he started, but was interrupted by the other one.
“I thought that you´d like to see my muscles live.”
“I do,” Kame blurted out before he managed to stop and think. “But for that I can just attend one of your cons, can´t I?”
“And who´s the baka here now,” Jin reacted caustically. “I don´t do that at concerts much, anyway. Or should I? My dear JIP´s would go crazy.”
“You can bet on it,” Kame agreed. “But don´t do that,” he added right away.
“Jealous?”
“Oh, please, stop, you know that...”
“I can still do a private performance for you...”
Kame gulped down heavily: “Jin, it´s late, so stop thinking up foolish things and rest, ok?”
“What time does your schedule start tomorrow?”
He suppressed another sigh; his persuasion was useless as usually...
“At ten.”
“Great, your usual excuse passes then. I´m over there in half an hour.”
“Jin...”
“You don´t have to let me through the door, but you cannot discourage me from coming.”
Kamenashi Kazuya knew when to admit that he lost.
“Would you like some wine or beer?”
A short pause followed, before obviously satisfied Jin replied: “Anything you drink will be fine.”
“Good. Be careful. Don´t play Pokémon Go on the way.”
“Come on... I´m not that stupid…”
“Just don´t,” Kame repeated.
“Yes, Mum,” the older one reacted carefree.
“OK... And don´t fall asleep behind the wheel either...”
“I won´t,” Jin assured him in a deep voice. “Just tell me what you´re wearing.”
Kame chuckled this time and checked: “White shirt...”
“And?”
“Black boxer shorts...”
“Hmm… And?”
“Nothing else,” Kame assumed teasingly.
“I´m on my way.”
END (for now ^_^)