Series: Days (3)
Title: Days
Episode: 3
Genre: Romance, angst
Rating: R
Pairing: Junma, hinted Ohmiya
Beta:
laurachan2
Disclaimer: Arashi and Toma belong to JE. Mao's artistic talents belong to Seventh Avenue. I'm only using them as characters for my fic and am not making any profit out of this. This is written for entertaining purposes only. Absolutely no redistribution!
Notes: Sakuraiba will make their appearances in later chapters
( Episode 1 )
( Episode 2 )
The moans filled every corner of the room. Fingers were grazing his body lightly, pausing to tweak his nipples and playing with his belly button. One hand wrapped around Jun’s member and stroked him gently. There were gentle and erotic whispers in his ears.
“More… more,” Jun panted his eyes closed, his body writhing on the bed. His member was stroked hard and fast.
“Yes, yes, so close!” Jun groaned softly, bucking his hips on the bed. The fingers gripped him more expertly with appropriate pressure applied to the organ.
“T-Toma…I can’t… I’m gonna … TOMA!!!!” Jun’s eyes came open and he lay on his bed, alone. It had all been just a dream, another erotic dream featuring Toma. Jun sighed staring at the ceiling. Groaning softly, he rolled over and sat on the bed leaning against the headboard. He brought his fingers from his boxers and stared at his sticky hand. He sighed again as he looked at his wet boxers.
“I can’t believe I soiled another pair of boxers. That’s three in a row!” Jun mumbled stepping out of the bed and staring at the alarm clock bleakly. The alarm’s glowing numbers indicated that the time was 5:43 AM. Jun sighed again walking into the bathroom and removing his clothes, he stepped under a cold shower.
Shivering violently by the time he stepped out of the shower, he dried himself and proceeded to pick out his clothes for the day. It had been three days since Toma had walked out of Jun’s dressing room, leaving a confused and bewildered Jun behind. Jun had spent cold and lonely nights in his bed, dreaming about Toma every single one of those nights.
To Jun’s annoyance, he hadn’t been able to sleep properly either. He had been waking up early in the mornings leaving his body heavy and unsatisfied. Jun had been tempted to storm Toma’s apartment and demand an explanation from Toma. After all, Jun had a right to know what had made Toma so mad, didn’t he?
‘Ah, but why should I be the one who gives in first! It wasn’t my fault and therefore I don’t have to grovel!’ Jun thought furiously as he sat in his sofa, wrapped in a blanket as the chills subsided. ‘If this continues though, I won’t be getting much sleep! I should change my sleeping habits… how annoying! I suppose I could move my personal time up, from 12 - 3 to perhaps 5 - 8 AM. I would get more sleep that way, and hopefully, less erotic dreams and I won’t have to take cold showers!’
He paced his living room restlessly, not knowing what he should do. “I could go jogging, but wait. That would leave me sweaty and my gym doesn’t open until late anyway. I could call and see if anyone is up at this hour.”
Jun pondered for a good five minutes before deciding to mail Aiba -Aiba, what are you up to-
Jun got an immediate auto-reply that read -I’m playing ball right now. I’ll respond to your mail later-
Jun frowned staring at his small phone screen, “What the hell, Aiba knows how to set auto-replies? Nah, Sho must have taught him, or perhaps his brother. Ah… what now? Sho is probably still sleeping. He won’t wake up even if there is an earthquake under him when he is sleeping. Nino, he could be playing a game!”
-Nino, are you up?-
Two seconds later, Jun was staring at his screen which read -Go away-
Frowning harder and pacing his living room faster, Jun muttered, “Ohno? Perhaps Ohno is up?”
-Ohno! If you’re up, I’ll buy you breakfast-
Five minutes later Jun gets a reply saying -Can’t, busy. Another time-
Jun stared at his phone in disbelief. None of his band mates, the people he considered to be the closest of his friends, were willing to be him. He stared at the wall clock which said the current time was 6:00 AM.
“It shouldn’t matter that it is 6 in the morning. I’m an important friend to them…they should respond to me when I call them up!” Jun frowned stopping in front of a mirror, “Or perhaps I’m not important to them!” Jun’s eyes welled up in tears, “I’m not important to my own band members, I’m not important to Toma either. Who the hell cares about me anyway?”
While Jun was wallowing in self-pity, Ohno was slurping up hot miso soup set in front of him by Toma. Ohno finished his soup with a smile on his face, “Umai!”
Toma gave a small smile and served him another cup, “Umm, Ohno-san. I’ve a question to ask you.”
Ohno looked up briefly from his cup, “Yes?”
Toma sighed looking down on his own untouched breakfast, “Well, do you know if Jun is dating anyone?” He had carefully avoided mentioning Mao’s name.
Ohno frowned at Toma’s question and thought about it carefully. After a full five minutes of spacing out in which his thoughts were directed towards Nino, he shook his head, “No, he doesn’t love anyone but me.”
Toma choked on the tea he had been sipping, “Jun loves you?”
Ohno frowned harder, “No silly. Nino. Nino loves me!”
Toma sighed shaking his head, “I was asking about Jun. Is Jun dating anyone?”
Ohno smiled and shook his head, “No. I don’t think anyone is brave enough to date Jun.”
Toma took Ohno’s reply in surprised shock, “Does that mean he isn’t dating Mao?”
Ohno frowned and shrugged, “Well, he hasn’t told any of the members that he is dating Mao. So I’m assuming that he isn’t. Why are you asking anyway?”
Toma bit his lip and looked into his now cold miso soup, “I think I’m in love with Jun.”
Ohno’s soup spoon clattered to the table as Ohno stared at Toma in surprise, “When did that happen?”
Toma looked up at Ohno with a frown, “I don’t know. I don’t even know what to do about it.”
Ohno nodded his head in sympathy and picking up his spoon again, he finished his breakfast, “I’m sorry.”
Toma frowned harder as he pushed his cold soup away, “Why are you saying that?”
“Oh, because I think loving Jun will drain your energy quickly.”
Toma sighed as they both walked out of the dressing room and into the set of Maou, “I can’t keep it inside me for long. I want to tell Jun how I feel, but I don’t know how to say it. Ohno-san, how did you tell Nino?”
Ohno looked at Toma again with confusion on his face, “I didn’t confess to Nino. Nino told me one morning that I belong to him and I agreed to him.”
Toma stared at Ohno in surprise, “That’s it?” At Ohno’s nod, Toma continued, “I don’t think Jun will like it if I say he belongs to me though.”
Ohno sighed as they sat down in chairs to get their make-up done, “You could just tell him straight up how you feel.”
Toma sighed again and mumbled softly, “I guess there is no other way. I won’t be able to sleep if I don’t tell him soon!”
Meanwhile, Jun had finished his tirade of self-pity in front of the mirror and had decided to take a walk outside. He still was reeling with the realization that no one had decided to accompany him at 6 in the morning. After calling his band members, he had tried his family. His parents had said they were getting ready to go to work and his sister had sleepily told him to shut up and not disturb her for another hour.
After walking around aimlessly, Jun stood in front of a convenience store. Shrugging, he walked in to buy breakfast, after paying the store clerk he walked around some more munching on his hot breakfast. He was so lost in useless thoughts that he was surprised to find himself standing at the Maou on-location set. He frowned wondering if it was a coincidence and he walked there accidentally or if someone had mentioned where the filming was taking place.
Shrugging he threw away the wrapper and wiping his hands with a tissue, he twisted open a cold green tea bottle. He frowned looking at the crowd of onlookers. “I guess 7 in the morning isn’t too early for some people… just the people I know!” Jun muttered pulling his baseball cap lower on his head, hiding his face well he blended in with the crowd looking at Ohno and Toma exchange words.
Jun’s face softened as he watched Toma. He was still smiling as the director yelled cut and they changed the scene. He sighed softly as Toma started to run. His heart beat loudly in his ears when he saw Toma trip on a shoe-lace and fall flat on his face, scratching his elbows. There were loud gasps from the girls in the crowd and they started calling to Toma. Jun frowned at the girls and his frown turned to annoyance when Toma looked up at the girls and smiled his assurance.
Jun was still frowning at Toma, when Toma’s eyes fell on him. Jun gulped the remaining tea and tossed the bottle in the trash can and stood to the side watching Toma. Toma was surprised to see Jun at his shooting location. He had been planning on going to Jun’s house later that evening to apologize to him. He was even more surprised when Jun stood to the side calmly and continued watching him. It made him nervous and for the first time since the crank-in for Maou, Toma had several NGs.
By the time the director yelled cut on Toma’s scene for the final time, the morning had rolled into afternoon. Jun watched Toma walk into his dressing room and with a smile, he looked around carefully. Once he confirmed that no one was paying attention to Toma or him, Jun slipped into the dressing room.
Toma was pulling on a pair of snug-fitting jeans when Jun walked into the room. Toma smiled slowly, expecting to see Jun walk in behind him. As he zipped up and buckled his belt, Jun went and picked up a shirt wrapped around a chair.
“Is this what you’re wearing now?” Jun asked and at Toma’s nod, he picked up and held it open for Toma to slip in.
Blinking at Jun’s generosity, Toma shrugged into the shirt and was even more surprised when Jun buttoned him up. Toma sighed softly at the gentle touch of Jun’s fingers that left his body too quickly in his opinion.
“Are you having lunch here?” Jun’s question surprised him even more.
“No. I’m done for the day. I… Jun, aren’t you mad at me?”
Jun thought for a second and nodded his head, “Yes I’m mad at you. I want to know why you left me there without any explanation. But…” Jun smirked slowly fixing his gaze on Toma’s eyes, “I am…. Hungry…”
Toma gulped, his blood rushing down to his crotch at Jun’s stare, “I’m… hungry too…”
Jun smiled at him benevolently and wrapping his fingers around Toma’s arm, he led them out of the room, leaving Toma confused, “Jun?”
“Yes?”
“Aren’t you… I mean… weren’t we…” Toma trailed off blushing profusely.
Jun laughed softly, “Ah, perhaps we are. But it’s time for lunch.”
Toma glanced at his watch and frowned, “Y-yeah, it is.”
“Let’s go down to the store, buy some lunch and eat at the park,” Jun suggested as they discretely slipped away from the set.
Toma followed Jun to the store in silence, happy that Jun was still willing to talk to him. They bought simple lunches and walked to a nearby park. The weather was nice, cloudy and breezy. No hot sun beating down on their heads. They sat on a park bench and ate their lunches in silence. Their eyes not leaving the others’ face. Each lick of their lips, each gulp down their throats, left them harder than before.
They gazed down on each other’s bodies and smiled secretly at being able to bring the other to such an uncomfortable condition with just their gazes and licks. They wiped off their fingers when they finished their lunch and threw away the now empty bottles of soda. Thunder rolled in suddenly and the white fluffy clouds gave way to dark heavy clouds.
“It looks like it might rain soon,” Jun said looking up, his arousal going down a little.
“Yes, it might rain…” taking a deep breath Toma took a step away from the bench, “Jun, I have something to tell you…”
Jun looked at Toma with a slight frown crossing his face, “Yeah, what is it?”
Toma turned around and faced Jun bravely, “That day… I thought Inoue-san was there because you invited her and I got jealous.”
Jun frowned at that, “I figured that out already. I don’t understand why that should have bothered you though.”
“Well, Jun… I don’t want to see you with anyone else,” Toma said, wringing his fingers as the first drops of rain fell gently on their faces.
“What are you talking about Toma? I’m an actor, actors are always with actresses in movies and dramas,” Jun frowned looking up at the sky.
“That’s not what I meant…”
“We should get out of here… it might rain harder!” Jun gripped Toma’s arm again and turned to lead Toma out of the park.
“Jun…I….I… LOVE YOU!”
[To Be Continued]
[End of Chapter 3]
Comments are appreciated and welcome.
Episode: 3
Genre: Romance, angst
Rating: R
Pairing: Junma, hinted Ohmiya
Beta:
laurachan2
Disclaimer: Arashi and Toma belong to JE. Mao's artistic talents belong to Seventh Avenue. I'm only using them as characters for my fic and am not making any profit out of this. This is written for entertaining purposes only. Absolutely no redistribution!
Notes: Sakuraiba will make their appearances in later chapters
( Episode 1 )
( Episode 2 )
The moans filled every corner of the room. Fingers were grazing his body lightly, pausing to tweak his nipples and playing with his belly button. One hand wrapped around Jun’s member and stroked him gently. There were gentle and erotic whispers in his ears.
“More… more,” Jun panted his eyes closed, his body writhing on the bed. His member was stroked hard and fast.
“Yes, yes, so close!” Jun groaned softly, bucking his hips on the bed. The fingers gripped him more expertly with appropriate pressure applied to the organ.
“T-Toma…I can’t… I’m gonna … TOMA!!!!” Jun’s eyes came open and he lay on his bed, alone. It had all been just a dream, another erotic dream featuring Toma. Jun sighed staring at the ceiling. Groaning softly, he rolled over and sat on the bed leaning against the headboard. He brought his fingers from his boxers and stared at his sticky hand. He sighed again as he looked at his wet boxers.
“I can’t believe I soiled another pair of boxers. That’s three in a row!” Jun mumbled stepping out of the bed and staring at the alarm clock bleakly. The alarm’s glowing numbers indicated that the time was 5:43 AM. Jun sighed again walking into the bathroom and removing his clothes, he stepped under a cold shower.
Shivering violently by the time he stepped out of the shower, he dried himself and proceeded to pick out his clothes for the day. It had been three days since Toma had walked out of Jun’s dressing room, leaving a confused and bewildered Jun behind. Jun had spent cold and lonely nights in his bed, dreaming about Toma every single one of those nights.
To Jun’s annoyance, he hadn’t been able to sleep properly either. He had been waking up early in the mornings leaving his body heavy and unsatisfied. Jun had been tempted to storm Toma’s apartment and demand an explanation from Toma. After all, Jun had a right to know what had made Toma so mad, didn’t he?
‘Ah, but why should I be the one who gives in first! It wasn’t my fault and therefore I don’t have to grovel!’ Jun thought furiously as he sat in his sofa, wrapped in a blanket as the chills subsided. ‘If this continues though, I won’t be getting much sleep! I should change my sleeping habits… how annoying! I suppose I could move my personal time up, from 12 - 3 to perhaps 5 - 8 AM. I would get more sleep that way, and hopefully, less erotic dreams and I won’t have to take cold showers!’
He paced his living room restlessly, not knowing what he should do. “I could go jogging, but wait. That would leave me sweaty and my gym doesn’t open until late anyway. I could call and see if anyone is up at this hour.”
Jun pondered for a good five minutes before deciding to mail Aiba -Aiba, what are you up to-
Jun got an immediate auto-reply that read -I’m playing ball right now. I’ll respond to your mail later-
Jun frowned staring at his small phone screen, “What the hell, Aiba knows how to set auto-replies? Nah, Sho must have taught him, or perhaps his brother. Ah… what now? Sho is probably still sleeping. He won’t wake up even if there is an earthquake under him when he is sleeping. Nino, he could be playing a game!”
-Nino, are you up?-
Two seconds later, Jun was staring at his screen which read -Go away-
Frowning harder and pacing his living room faster, Jun muttered, “Ohno? Perhaps Ohno is up?”
-Ohno! If you’re up, I’ll buy you breakfast-
Five minutes later Jun gets a reply saying -Can’t, busy. Another time-
Jun stared at his phone in disbelief. None of his band mates, the people he considered to be the closest of his friends, were willing to be him. He stared at the wall clock which said the current time was 6:00 AM.
“It shouldn’t matter that it is 6 in the morning. I’m an important friend to them…they should respond to me when I call them up!” Jun frowned stopping in front of a mirror, “Or perhaps I’m not important to them!” Jun’s eyes welled up in tears, “I’m not important to my own band members, I’m not important to Toma either. Who the hell cares about me anyway?”
While Jun was wallowing in self-pity, Ohno was slurping up hot miso soup set in front of him by Toma. Ohno finished his soup with a smile on his face, “Umai!”
Toma gave a small smile and served him another cup, “Umm, Ohno-san. I’ve a question to ask you.”
Ohno looked up briefly from his cup, “Yes?”
Toma sighed looking down on his own untouched breakfast, “Well, do you know if Jun is dating anyone?” He had carefully avoided mentioning Mao’s name.
Ohno frowned at Toma’s question and thought about it carefully. After a full five minutes of spacing out in which his thoughts were directed towards Nino, he shook his head, “No, he doesn’t love anyone but me.”
Toma choked on the tea he had been sipping, “Jun loves you?”
Ohno frowned harder, “No silly. Nino. Nino loves me!”
Toma sighed shaking his head, “I was asking about Jun. Is Jun dating anyone?”
Ohno smiled and shook his head, “No. I don’t think anyone is brave enough to date Jun.”
Toma took Ohno’s reply in surprised shock, “Does that mean he isn’t dating Mao?”
Ohno frowned and shrugged, “Well, he hasn’t told any of the members that he is dating Mao. So I’m assuming that he isn’t. Why are you asking anyway?”
Toma bit his lip and looked into his now cold miso soup, “I think I’m in love with Jun.”
Ohno’s soup spoon clattered to the table as Ohno stared at Toma in surprise, “When did that happen?”
Toma looked up at Ohno with a frown, “I don’t know. I don’t even know what to do about it.”
Ohno nodded his head in sympathy and picking up his spoon again, he finished his breakfast, “I’m sorry.”
Toma frowned harder as he pushed his cold soup away, “Why are you saying that?”
“Oh, because I think loving Jun will drain your energy quickly.”
Toma sighed as they both walked out of the dressing room and into the set of Maou, “I can’t keep it inside me for long. I want to tell Jun how I feel, but I don’t know how to say it. Ohno-san, how did you tell Nino?”
Ohno looked at Toma again with confusion on his face, “I didn’t confess to Nino. Nino told me one morning that I belong to him and I agreed to him.”
Toma stared at Ohno in surprise, “That’s it?” At Ohno’s nod, Toma continued, “I don’t think Jun will like it if I say he belongs to me though.”
Ohno sighed as they sat down in chairs to get their make-up done, “You could just tell him straight up how you feel.”
Toma sighed again and mumbled softly, “I guess there is no other way. I won’t be able to sleep if I don’t tell him soon!”
Meanwhile, Jun had finished his tirade of self-pity in front of the mirror and had decided to take a walk outside. He still was reeling with the realization that no one had decided to accompany him at 6 in the morning. After calling his band members, he had tried his family. His parents had said they were getting ready to go to work and his sister had sleepily told him to shut up and not disturb her for another hour.
After walking around aimlessly, Jun stood in front of a convenience store. Shrugging, he walked in to buy breakfast, after paying the store clerk he walked around some more munching on his hot breakfast. He was so lost in useless thoughts that he was surprised to find himself standing at the Maou on-location set. He frowned wondering if it was a coincidence and he walked there accidentally or if someone had mentioned where the filming was taking place.
Shrugging he threw away the wrapper and wiping his hands with a tissue, he twisted open a cold green tea bottle. He frowned looking at the crowd of onlookers. “I guess 7 in the morning isn’t too early for some people… just the people I know!” Jun muttered pulling his baseball cap lower on his head, hiding his face well he blended in with the crowd looking at Ohno and Toma exchange words.
Jun’s face softened as he watched Toma. He was still smiling as the director yelled cut and they changed the scene. He sighed softly as Toma started to run. His heart beat loudly in his ears when he saw Toma trip on a shoe-lace and fall flat on his face, scratching his elbows. There were loud gasps from the girls in the crowd and they started calling to Toma. Jun frowned at the girls and his frown turned to annoyance when Toma looked up at the girls and smiled his assurance.
Jun was still frowning at Toma, when Toma’s eyes fell on him. Jun gulped the remaining tea and tossed the bottle in the trash can and stood to the side watching Toma. Toma was surprised to see Jun at his shooting location. He had been planning on going to Jun’s house later that evening to apologize to him. He was even more surprised when Jun stood to the side calmly and continued watching him. It made him nervous and for the first time since the crank-in for Maou, Toma had several NGs.
By the time the director yelled cut on Toma’s scene for the final time, the morning had rolled into afternoon. Jun watched Toma walk into his dressing room and with a smile, he looked around carefully. Once he confirmed that no one was paying attention to Toma or him, Jun slipped into the dressing room.
Toma was pulling on a pair of snug-fitting jeans when Jun walked into the room. Toma smiled slowly, expecting to see Jun walk in behind him. As he zipped up and buckled his belt, Jun went and picked up a shirt wrapped around a chair.
“Is this what you’re wearing now?” Jun asked and at Toma’s nod, he picked up and held it open for Toma to slip in.
Blinking at Jun’s generosity, Toma shrugged into the shirt and was even more surprised when Jun buttoned him up. Toma sighed softly at the gentle touch of Jun’s fingers that left his body too quickly in his opinion.
“Are you having lunch here?” Jun’s question surprised him even more.
“No. I’m done for the day. I… Jun, aren’t you mad at me?”
Jun thought for a second and nodded his head, “Yes I’m mad at you. I want to know why you left me there without any explanation. But…” Jun smirked slowly fixing his gaze on Toma’s eyes, “I am…. Hungry…”
Toma gulped, his blood rushing down to his crotch at Jun’s stare, “I’m… hungry too…”
Jun smiled at him benevolently and wrapping his fingers around Toma’s arm, he led them out of the room, leaving Toma confused, “Jun?”
“Yes?”
“Aren’t you… I mean… weren’t we…” Toma trailed off blushing profusely.
Jun laughed softly, “Ah, perhaps we are. But it’s time for lunch.”
Toma glanced at his watch and frowned, “Y-yeah, it is.”
“Let’s go down to the store, buy some lunch and eat at the park,” Jun suggested as they discretely slipped away from the set.
Toma followed Jun to the store in silence, happy that Jun was still willing to talk to him. They bought simple lunches and walked to a nearby park. The weather was nice, cloudy and breezy. No hot sun beating down on their heads. They sat on a park bench and ate their lunches in silence. Their eyes not leaving the others’ face. Each lick of their lips, each gulp down their throats, left them harder than before.
They gazed down on each other’s bodies and smiled secretly at being able to bring the other to such an uncomfortable condition with just their gazes and licks. They wiped off their fingers when they finished their lunch and threw away the now empty bottles of soda. Thunder rolled in suddenly and the white fluffy clouds gave way to dark heavy clouds.
“It looks like it might rain soon,” Jun said looking up, his arousal going down a little.
“Yes, it might rain…” taking a deep breath Toma took a step away from the bench, “Jun, I have something to tell you…”
Jun looked at Toma with a slight frown crossing his face, “Yeah, what is it?”
Toma turned around and faced Jun bravely, “That day… I thought Inoue-san was there because you invited her and I got jealous.”
Jun frowned at that, “I figured that out already. I don’t understand why that should have bothered you though.”
“Well, Jun… I don’t want to see you with anyone else,” Toma said, wringing his fingers as the first drops of rain fell gently on their faces.
“What are you talking about Toma? I’m an actor, actors are always with actresses in movies and dramas,” Jun frowned looking up at the sky.
“That’s not what I meant…”
“We should get out of here… it might rain harder!” Jun gripped Toma’s arm again and turned to lead Toma out of the park.
“Jun…I….I… LOVE YOU!”
[To Be Continued]
[End of Chapter 3]
Comments are appreciated and welcome.