[fic] Chibi Jinjin and Little Turtle-chan
Title: Chibi Jinjin and Little Turtle-chan
Author: gina84
Pairing: Akame + chibi Akame (eh… literally)
Disclaimer: In my dreams I can own anything… otherwise they belong to each other + the chibis are mine ^_^
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Chibi KAT-TUN dolls were going to be finally on sale and the boys were promoting them. After the promo action they were allowed to take their own dolls home but it seemed Kame’s chibi had gone mysteriously missing…
A/N: This is the result of the cooperation of two pervy a bit twisted minds… mine and fazlyn_n’s…. I made the chibis -->> she got the idea to use them in a fic -->> I wrote it… end of the story… or rather the beginning ^__^ Read, comment, tell us what do you think… O.o
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Once being an idol, there is always this big possibility a man can end up in a situation when he can’t be sure whether the face he is looking at is his reflection in a mirror or only another shop window of a store where the stuff related to the entertainment industry is being sold. T-shirts, uchiwas, tea cups… notepads and pencils, key chains, hats and hoodies… everything with a picture of the said man who can go on the street only hidden behind dark sunglasses and under a hood put deep into his face. That’s one of the inherent fees for being famous.
Fans want to see their idols. They want to see the faces they love and adore. And they are always ready to pay for the chance to hang up another poster with their idols on a wall, for the pleasure of drinking the morning chocolate from the cup with their beloved person on it, and for the indescribably heady feeling of having their idols always by their sides.
But sometimes, not often but it happens, another kind of merchandise appears. Things without the real faces printed on them, but fans go all crazy nevertheless.
And surprisingly not only fans…
“Sugoii!” Junno’s eyes almost popped out of his head the moment he heard the little chibi doll which form was based on his appearance and which he was holding during the promotion press conference belonged to him from now on. His smile widened even more than it had been until then and holding the doll on his opened palm the boy bent his head and let his nose snuggle up to the soft little body. “Nice to meet you, chibi Junno-kun!”
Koki rolled his eyes seeing Taguchi’s usual childishness spreading way over the groovy standard and picked his own chibi doll from the table. The rapper wrinkled his nose making grimaces at the woolen face in front of him. Rotating the doll to observe all details Koki finally shook his head only to catch Maru’s inquiring look. “What? They could at least ask me if I’m okay with this hairstyle!”
“It’s one of yours, they probably thought you wouldn’t be against it then,” Maru shrugged his shoulders, not really paying attention to Koki’s grumps and yammering as he was all drowned into scrutinizing the little soccer ball his doll was holding in its hand.
Koki brushed his finger over the yellow mohawk-hair his chibi was wearing and frowned even more. “That’s ridiculous! I can’t even remember when my hair actually looked like this!”
“But they did,” Jin remarked standing a bit aside and propping his back against the wall, hands in the pockets of his jacket. “And there are tons of evidence photos out there.”
Ueda chuckled but his amusement was by no means caused by Jin’s or Koki’s words as he almost didn’t hear them. The tip of his index finger was poking at the fluffy mini boxing gloves that were hanging on his doll’s neck. He chuckled again twisting the chibi between his fingers. They even added a butterfly onto its cheek! Ueda couldn’t believe how detailed the doll was. “Seriously, no boasting here, guys, but chibi Tat-chan is just perfect.”
“Seriously, I don’t think so,” Koki rounded putting his doll into his bag stowing it away from his sight. There surely was a reason why his hair no longer looked like this! And now the whole Japan would be flooded with little stupid-mohawk-chibi-Koki and he so hated that idea.
“But you’ve just said you don’t like yours!” Ueda pouted watching his chibi and caressing the soft honey-colored woolen hair. “There’s no reason for you then not to like mine instead.”
“Or mine,” Junno jumped into the conversation waving with his chibi right in front of Koki’s face. “See cute Junno-kun and his super cute rabbit-chan? It’s impossible not to like him! He is cho kawaii!”
Koki ditched annoying Junno’s hand away. “Nothing is as impossible as it might seem to be. Moreover the cutest one is certainly Kame’s Turtle-chan.”
“No,” Ueda pouted again, even more then before and quickly peeked at the table but no other chibi doll was left there. The boxer looked around searching for Kame but the younger boy was nowhere to be seen.
“Have you seen that turtle his doll is holding?” Koki raised his eyebrows, curiosity sparkling out of his eyes. “No way is something cuter than that!”
Maru sighed. Apparently this was the moment for him to take up his position of the eldest one here and stop this stupid quarrel about chibis… though deep down a voice was telling him no way was any of the other dolls cuter than his little Yuichi-grid-star-kun. “Okay, you two, what if we just stop it here, ne?”
Ueda gave him one of his annoyed looks.
Koki pursed, burning Tat-chan through with his eyes. “What if we just wait for Kame and then compare the chibis?”
Junno nodded to Koki’s idea.
Maru rolled his eyes. His band mates could be such kids sometimes…
Within a while the door opened and Kame finally entered the room. The cheerful smile that had been gleaming on his face during the press conference was now gone. Apparently the youngest one of them was worried by something but Koki and Ueda didn’t pay an attention to Kame’s sighing and faraway look as all their thoughts were targeting the answer what chibi was the cutest one.
“Your chibi!” Koki threw at Kame.
“Yeah, give us your doll,” Ueda urged. “We need to check something. Koki needs to learn that chibi Tat-chan is the most perfect chibi here. No offence, though! No one is saying your chibi is not cute with that lovable palm hairstyle and the turtle and everything… but mine has a butterfly! See?” And with that Ueda thrust out his hand holding the doll and showing it to Kame.
Kame sighed again, shaking his head. “Sorry guys, no comparing.”
“Eh?” Koki popped his eyes. “Kame…!”
Ueda’s eyes suspiciously narrowed. “Are you afraid of a loss?”
“No,” Kame shook his head turning away from them so they couldn’t see his eyes getting red and teary a bit.
But Maru noticed anyway. “What’s wrong, Kame-chan?”
“Nothing special, just… Turtle-chan is gone,” Kame mumbled restraining sobs with all his might. The last thing he wanted was the others to know that a silly thing like a missing woolen doll could make him sad. He was sure they would be picking up on him for that….forever and even beyond. “One moment I was holding him and then they took the dolls for another photo shooting and after that he was gone. And seems no one have seen him since.”
Immediately all guys forgot about their quarrel and that they wanted to compare the chibis. Koki hugged Kame around his shoulders and smiled to cheer the other up. “Don’t worry, Kame-chan, I’m sure they will find him and give him to you. And if not, you can always have mine…”
“Or they’ll give another one. You’ve heard them, there are tons of those dolls ready to be distributed to shops. One more or less doesn’t matter so much, right?” Ueda encouraged his younger band mate.
Kame nodded. “I know, I’ve just talked to the manager. He said they’ll send me another one. One of those fetish collecting fans might have stolen it when no one was paying attention. Things like this happen sometimes, right?” Kame looked around facing each of his friends and ended up with his eyes on Jin. “I think I want to go home now, sorry guys.”
“No chibi celebration with us?” Junno asked receiving pinning glares from Maru, Ueda and Koki, while Jin took off from his seat.
“Okay, let’s go, Kame. See ya, guys.” Jin put his arm around Kames shoulders leading the other out of the room and then to the parking lot. He could clearly see how much of his self-control Kame needed to pretend his missing chibi wasn’t a big deal. When they finally got into the car Jin kissed Kame on a cheek, smiling. “Don’t be sad, Kazu, I’m sure you’ll have your chibi back in the end.” He caressed Kame’s cheek with the pad of his thumb, tenderly and smoothly, enjoying the mere touch that was all innocent in principle and yet was telling so much about the deep feelings Jin had for the boy sitting next to him on the passenger seat.
Kame heaved. He didn’t want to talk about it anymore. “Stop it, Jin. It’s just a woolen doll, no big deal. Starting tomorrow I can go to any shop and buy another one.” Kame turned his head away and looked out of the side window. And he stayed exactly like that until they reached home.
Jin knew Kame was sad though the younger one did his best not to talk about the lost chibi topic again. Kame prepared meal and served the table, not wondering that Jin didn’t participate at all at this part of their dinner, as always. But he actually didn’t mind too much since it had turned out to be better for their kitchen and stomachs not to let Jin anywhere near their electric ranger and definitely safer for Jin’s fingers not to let him cut and slice anything. And today Kame had one more reason. With no Jin around he didn’t have to pretend he didn’t mind the loss of the doll.
Damn fans! Couldn’t they hold their thieving fingers away? He just wanted to take his chibi Turtle-chan home as everybody else did with their dolls. Was it really too much to ask?
When everything was ready Kame called at Jin and they ate, not talking too much, only Jin threw in something light once in a while. Then Kame cleaned the table, for once actually happy doing it because he needed to occupy his mind. He drew the sink slowly cleaning the plates and glasses trying to switch over his thoughts, not to think about the missing chibi anymore.
He shuddered feeling Jin came closer and placed his hand on Kame’s back.
“I’ll finish this, ne?” Jin offered, his hand caressing Kame’s tense muscles under the shirt. “You can take a bath meanwhile… It has been a long day.”
“Every day is a long day lately, Jin.” Kame shook his head. “I can do this, really.”
Jin’s hands sneaked from Kame’s back to his belly and Jin hugged the other snuggling his face into Kame’s scenting smooth hair. “And I’m telling you I can do it as well. Don’t worry, I won’t crash any plates…”
“Are you sure?” Kame still didn’t seem completely persuaded but he really didn’t like washing up and since Jin was all willing and almost basking in the idea of doing it instead of Kame, the younger one didn’t evolve any special protest. He turned around in Jin’s embrace and pecked his caring boyfriend on lips. “Thank you,” Kame whispered then released himself and left the kitchen.
Jin looked at the sink. He didn’t move, even a bit, an expectant smirk on his face as he was listening and waiting, almost counting the seconds. It surely wouldn’t take much time until Kazu -
“AKANISHI!”
Jin grinned. He let the sink be, completely forgetting about it. And spinning on his heels Jin rushed out of the kitchen to where Kame’s shouting was coming from. Reaching the doorframe Jin leaned against it watching Kame who was standing in the middle of the bathroom glaring at the bottom of a bath-tub.
Jin didn’t need to even take a look there to know why was Kame so surprised and shocked… and what Jin didn’t get… Kame seemed to be upset a little, too. But there was nothing to be upset for, though! Jin should know since it was him who had arranged the scene while Kame had been preparing dinner. Jin made two steps closer and aligned himself with Kame.
“Isn’t it cute?” he asked with an innocent smile, more than satisfied with what he had done.
There, at the bottom of the bath-tub snowed up with dozens of heart-shaped grains of soluble bath salts, were lying two small woolen dolls. The bigger one dressed up in a dark blue jacket, light pants and a black hat with an exaggeratedly huge pompon attached to it was the chibi effigy of Jin, and the other one, the smaller doll with a palm hairstyle and white t-shirt, cute smile and even little rainbow necklace around its neck but above all holding a big green turtle was nothing else than Kame’s lost chibi, the one he had been looking for almost everywhere in the afternoon but didn’t find. The one that made him so sad when had gone missing.
And now, seeing his chibi in the bathroom Kame finally understood.
“You stole it, Jin! And you saw I was looking for it and said nothing!” Kame was scolding the older boy. “Absolutely nothing! How could you?”
Kame wanted to take his chibi from the tub but Jin’s reaction was a bit quicker, he snatched up both dolls before Kame even moved.
“Jin! Give it to me!”
Jin shook his head, holding the dolls in one hand pressing them together. “I can’t,” Jin pouted.
“Jin, it’s mine!”
Jin embosomed the chibis to his chest as if he was seriously afraid Kame could try to rip them out from him. “No.”
“NO?” Kame blinked in surprise.
Jin shook his head again pouting even more. “No,” he sighed, “chibi Jinjin and little Turtle-chan belong together. You can’t separate them.”
Kame took a deep breath wanting to answer he could never separate chibi Jinjin and little Turtle-chan but changed his mind in the nick of time. He looked at Jin narrowing his eyes and frowning. “Do you realize how ridiculous and absurd you are right now?”
“But Jinjin would be sad without his Turtle-chan.” Jin pulled the dolls away from his chest a little, the two chibis each in one his hand and the hands were getting closer to each other but never really close enough for the dolls to touch. “Jinjin cares about his Turtle-chan. A lot.” Jin was looking at Kame now. “He loves his Turtle-chan,” the voice softened into a whisper, Jin’s dark eyes never leaving Kame’s brown were warm and full of words that stayed unspoken. Full of sentences and professions to be said in the first not in the third person…
And Kame knew it, he could read it as he had learnt to understand those nonverbal messages Jin had been giving him a long time ago, maybe already back then at Okinawa when despite of Jin’s persistent grumping there always were those deep and significant looks and fleeting grazes, Jin’s unusual peace when Kame was around, the words they had never said but the other had always heard though.
Kame knew that chibi Jinjin and little Turtle-chan belonged together. And he knew so much more…
Slowly, Kame came up to Jin and feeling no restrains from the other one he took little Turtle-chan searching it for a moment. He lifted his free hand and brushed over the rainbow necklace on his own neck, the one Jin had given him many years ago. And letting his hand stay exactly there Kame looked up at Jin and smiled.
“Turtle-chan loves Jinjin, too, you know? Do you want to know what he wants to do with Jinjin?”
Jin’s eyebrows jumped up in amazement hearing that. That was more than unexpected turn of tonight’s events. Jin just nodded intent on letting Kame to play his game to the very end…as he was curious what would the end look like, eventually.
Kame made one little step near Jin never breaking their eye connection. Then he slowly lifted up his doll putting it near Jin’s face during the move and touched Jin’s lips with the chibi’s head in the end.
Jin gulped, not sure what exactly was so fascinating about that moment. Was it the way Kame was looking at him? Or was it the fact that Kame understood his metaphor with the dolls? Or was it the anticipation of what was going to happen next what was causing him the feeling of thousands of butterflies swirling in his stomach?
“Do you think Jinjin would like it?” Kame asked drawing his hand away and Jin’s head was instinctively following it until the neck was too short to continue in the move.
“I’m sure Jinjin will love it,” Jin breathed out. His eyes lowered to the chibi in Kame’s hand without Jin even noticing it.
Only then Kame let go of holding the necklace, his hand found Jin’s and he entwined their fingers. “Is it okay then if Turtle-chan asks you what else would Jinjin love?” And saying that Kame stepped forward leaving the bathroom holding Jin’s hand so after a moment Jin, a bit dumbfounded though, realized he had to move, too, and he let Kame guide him through their apartment into the bedroom.
Jin sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes watching Kame’s smiling face. The room was silent, so silent they could hear their breathing, and Jin could swear he heard their heartbeats, too. He gulped again seeing Kame’s hand with the chibi was once again approaching him, shifting the strands of his hair away from his forehead. Kame leaned closer, straddling and sitting on Jin’s lap. He let the doll roam about Jin’s face, leaving a flossy touch, even wandering off down to Jin’s neck and tracing the neckline of the t-shirt.
Jin’s breathing quickened as Kame’s free hand made him raise his arms and Kame stripped his t-shirt. Jin didn’t move waiting, wanting to feel the ticklish touch of the woolen hair on his skin. He parted his lips ready for begging but was stopped by a small smooth hand brushing over his lower lip then Kame’s hand pressing slightly against his chest made him fall backwards. Landing on the cushiony mattress Jin immediately raised his head to see Kame and little Turtle-chan, his mind clouded with anticipation to that level Jin no more was sure which of those two he actually wanted to see in particular.
“Kazu…?” Jin’s voice was getting lost on its way through the throat.
Kame’s eyes were brown and gentle and his look was soft and hopeful, somehow. He was sitting on Jin’s lap motionless, even his eyes were stuck on Jin’s face, not winking just waiting, reading and hoping to be read in return.
Little Turtle-chan in Kame’s hand set off for the journey down Jin’s chin and neck and farther away along the sensitive collarbones. Jin shivered, goose bumps all over his body, but managed not to jerk up. He felt blood already rushing downwards and he was pretty sure Kame had to notice it either sitting so damn close that particular part of Jin’s body that seemed to be the aim for all his blood circulation at the moment.
“Turtle-chan is afraid Jinjin wouldn’t like this,” Kame continued in what he was doing on Jin’s chest, the head of the doll popping up and down touching Jin’s skin and titillating it with the little hairs sticking out of the woolen staple. He made the chibi slip down to Jin’s belly button and returned it back to the collarbones, watching Jin’s reactions, from gritting his teeth to heavy breathing through parted lips, silent moaning and back to stiffening as he felt the tickling on his collarbones again. “And Turtle-chan wants Jinjin to be happy…”
And as Kame wanted to brush over the collarbone again and go up back to Jin’s face Jin made an unexpected move grasping at Kame’s hips and flipping Kame onto the bed while Jin himself knelt above him. Kame’s hands landed on the pillow each at one side of his head, his eyes widened and he bit his lip, sure that this was the way Jin was demanding his and Jinjin’s turn now. And the anticipation of what would Jin do was making Kame quiver and arouse at the same time.
With a pensive look sliding up and down Kame’s body Jin placed his doll on the first button of Kame’s shirt.
“Seems Jinjin needs to know a few things, too,” Jin grinned as he moved the doll to the second button while his other hand unbuttoned the first one. “Is it okay if he asks you?” Jin was holding the doll facing it to Kame and Kame chuckled imagining the doll was actually puppy-eyeing him at the moment.
Kame nodded, giggling under the touch as the chibi was traveling down his chest from a button to another being followed by Jin’s hand and leaving the trace of opened shirt and bare skin.
“But you should know chibi Jinjin is a very very curious jolly good fellow and you can never be sure what he would want to do next…” Jin drew open Kame’s now fully unbuttoned shirt, holding his breath seeing the silky alabaster skin underneath. He had already seen Kame’s naked body a zillion times before and he should have been probably used to that sight presumably… but somehow he wasn’t, the perfection of his boyfriend always left him speechless, over and over again. Chibi Jinjin was wandering about Kame’s raising and falling chest, stopping here and there and snuggling up to the smooth skin tickling it with the pompon of its hat.
“I…think curiosity is…a good…quality,” Kame was heaving as the titillating was proceeding downwards over his flat belly to the edge of his lowriders. He bit his lip feeling the growing heat spreading about his body. His eyes narrowed, eyelashes flittering, and Kame licked his lips. He knew very well this whole thing was actually his idea, he was the one who had started it but now his body wanted nothing more then to feel Jin’s touch, to feel the real Jin not only the woolen imitation.
Kame groaned feeling something fluffy brushed along his waistband, not having strength to lift his head and take a look.
Jin chuckled and repeated the motion gaining more blissful sounds from the younger boy. For a second Jin elevated the chibi to look into its bead-eyes. When he had seen it for the very first time this afternoon he had thought they should have made his doll more cool. But now no way would have he changed a single detail about the chibi. And definitely not the hat. The only reason he had been thinking about his chibi to be more sexy was that he hadn’t considered all possibilities…but now… Jin grinned and made chibi Jinjin kiss Kame’s abdomen burying the doll’s face into the belly button.
Kame immediately gasped, his muscles tensed and his free hand grasped at the sheeting. He wanted to change their positions again but Jin’s chibi nonchalantly dancing on his underbelly and even wandering lower to his groin didn’t allow him to make up any movement.
“Jin?”
Jin opened Kame’s jeans and pulled them down together with the boxers releasing Kame’s awakened member.
“I told you Jinjin is a curious little guy,” Jin smirked. He knelt between Kame’s legs and took the twitching length laying it onto his palm while maneuvered the chibi to make small steps along the high-strung skin up to the hypersensitive tip. Kame threw his head back digging it into the pillow and groaning, and as Jin repeated the action only using the pompon side of the doll this time instead Kame’s fingers curled inwards and his whole body arched making a high span.
“Argh! Jin!”
The pleasure was just too much and Kame felt the bolts of electricity running through his body and he wanted Jin to touch him so badly and he even wouldn’t mind if it was only with the doll again…. He just needed to feel anything down there again.
“Jin…Jin…jin…” the single words were merging one in the other as Kame’s breathing quickened together with his heartbeat and he was almost sure the palpitation had to be seen from outside as his heart was threatening with jumping out of his chest. His hardened member was anxiously trembling on Jin’s palm and Kame wanted nothing more than Jin to close his fingers around that wanting part of his body and squeeze it, stroke it, release it from all the strain and pain.
But Jin just slightly moved his wrist to help the throbbing erection to turn over and lay down on Kame’s underbelly then took the chibi again and with a smirk on his lips Jin ran the pompon all the way from the tip down to the ball sacks and up again feeling the contracts of Kame’s muscles and the boy’s long legs circling around him and snapping him closer to Kame. And as he wanted to repeat the move again in a twisted pleasure of seeing the other twirling and wiggling without Jin even touched him actually, Kame took a deep breath to take at least a bit of control over his own body, shored himself up on his elbow and his other hand shot up and clasped Jin’s hand.
Kame’s brown eyes had darkened by then to almost black tint and were burning through Jin with an apparent fretfulness and lust.
“Enough, already,” he hissed lowering his gaze to chibi Jinjin that was just about to touch him again. But Kame knew that feeling that tickling contact again he wouldn’t be able to hold on anymore. His now pleading eyes found Jin’s. “Little Turtle-chan…won’t mind if chibi Jinjin touches him like that…” Kame was panting feeling all the tension craving to be finally released, “…at all. We should…let them be…together now, ne?” And with those words Kame slid his arm to the empty place next to him and laid his chibi down there.
Jin leaned over and putting his doll right next to Kame’s Turtle-chan he finally kissed Kame, licking and sucking on his lips tenderly and leisurely, savoring the taste of the strawberry desert they had before and of Kame himself, both so sweet and addicting. “Great idea,” Jin mumbled into the kiss feeling Kame’s fingers opened his pants and found their way inside. “I was already getting jealous a little…” He caressed Kame’s cheek then drove his hand up burying fingers into the smoothness of the latter’s hair. “Don’t like someone else touching you… even only a woolen doll…”
“And I like you touching me,” the younger one responded pulling Jin’s trousers down his hips. “Not anyone else…”
They kissed again, mouths open and tongues teasingly playing with each other and soon the kiss deepened and they started moaning into it. Jin’s hand found its way down and fondling with the skin of Kame’s lower back then his butt Jin looked at Kame and seeing nothing more than his eyes filled with love and an absolute faith in Jin the older boy slipped his finger into the twitching hole, slowly and with care attending to every sound Kame let out and every his move. Jin felt the body under him stiffened for a moment, he leaned closer again and took Kame’s lips for another kiss leisurely munching on them and brushing over them with the tip of his tongue.
As soon as the tensed muscles loosened up Jin replaced the fingers with his hardness, sliding deep inside and feeling the velvety walls growing slack and tightening again around him. They were still kissing, Jin’s hand caressing the light brown strands above Kame’s sweaty forehead while Kame’s hands circled around Jin’s neck pulling the other boy closer.
The moves were slowly speeding up, Jin’s thrusts that Kame’s bouncing hips met each time halfway, moans and groans, the kisses getting sloppy, Kame’s growing need to take as much of Jin into him as possible… Jin’s mouth wandering about the other’s face and tracing the jaw line… Kame’s hands grasping at Jin’s buttocks pressing Jin closer.
The thrusts became wilder and unruly and Kame’s body was tossing under the latter’s one being overwhelmed with all the pleasure Jin was giving him as he found that particular spot inside Kame. Kame cried out not able to control himself anymore, his sweet spot being hit repeatedly and Jin’s hand on his length stroking it and a finger brushing over the tip and Kame lost it. His whole body froze and he shot out spewing hot sticky strings between their bodies and tightening the grip around Jin’s neck together with the tension that convulsed his body.
With a vigorous guttural groan and his vision turning white Jin came the moment after, rearing up on his hands and looking down into Kame’s face, so full of pleasure and exhaustion and love and Jin sank back, kissing the younger boy and once again reassuring himself this wasn’t only a dream.
They stayed like this for a moment, bodies entangled, hands caressing and mouths drowsily and lazily playing with each other, as if this very moment and no other one was everything they had ever wanted, they had ever wished for and they wanted to prolong it and turn it into an eternity.
When they finally moved again, Kame cuddled up into Jin’s arms, his back was touching Jin’s calmly raising and falling chest and feeling those peaceful moves was soothing and somehow it was everything Kame needed. Jin drew him into his embrace, hugging him from behind and placing his lips over his nape, then took Kame’s hand and holding it in his Jin intertwined their fingers.
“Don’t do it again, please,” Kame whispered, “don’t steal Turtle-chan again.”
Jin frowned in confusion first but then his eyes found the direction of Kame’s look. On the blanket next to them were still laying their dolls, chibi Jinjin and little Turtle-chan, their small bodies touching and it almost seemed like Jinjin was trying to hug the other doll the same way Jin was holding Kame.
“I won’t, promise,” Jin mumbled into Kame’s neck. And he groaned in discomfort when Kame moved reaching out to open the drawer of the bedside table and took a small wooden box out of there.
Kame opened the box and Jin could see a tiny fluffy pillow and blanket inside. Kame took the two chibis and placed them into the box covering them with the blanket.
“Now they can be together,” Kame said turning his head a little and finding Jin’s lips parted in surprise. “Just like us.”
Jin returned the kiss more instinctively than wittingly still proceeding what he had just seen. “You…? How?”
Kame chuckled. “Remember the meeting I had a week ago? They asked me whether we would like to take the dolls after the press conference. And I said yes, of course… Chibi Jinjin was so cute I couldn’t resist. I wanted them to be here with us…”
Jin’s eyes were slowly getting wider in realization. “And when Turtle-chan got lost…”
Kame nodded.
And no other words were needed then as Jin pulled him closer hugging him tight and kissing him, whispering words that were designed for no one but Kame.
Next to them, in the small wooden box ornamented with flowers were laying two little dolls nestling against each other, smiling and their bead-eyes seemed sparking with happiness.
~ THE END ~
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