Surprise, surprise 01./04. // akame
surprise, surprise 01.
akame
PG-15 for this part, NC-17 later
Humor, romance, smut, fluff, mild angst
Kame wakes up one day and makes a shocking discovery... in his bed.
a/n. This was written as a birthday present for queen_kat_tun . It will have three (or four) parts, all of them kinda short. I apologize for the lame title.
Surprise, Surprise 1/4
Tangled limbs, warmth radiating from his side, shallow breaths tickling his neck. That was what Kame had to wake up to. Even opening his eyes seemed to be something extremely painful as he tried to take a look at his surroundings.
Headache. Headache shouldn't be left out from the list but it was inevitable anyway and came as no surprise after having drunk as much as Kame had the night before. A curse immediately left his lips followed by weak whispers, promising to himself that he would never ever drink again. Not that he remembered getting drunk, but it had to happen that way. There was no other explanation why he felt like shit.
The breaths. They were still there, grazing the skin of his neck and Kame turned his head in horror to see who was lying next to him. If he had been expecting a long-haired beauty with slim body, curves and boobs then he was painfully mistaken. Under the messy dark locks a pair of plump lips was seen and it could belong to no one else than....
“Holy shit!!!” Kame shrieked kicking off the blanket off him, along with the person who was still entagled with his legs and arms, now strirring slowly and groaning at the rude way of being waken up.
Kame stumbled out of the bed, his eyes were wide as saucers as he stared at his last night crush as if he was looking at a ghost, terrified. And panting. And panicking. Oh okay, that was definitely the right moment to freak out. Now or never.
His hands frantically searched for his clothes on the floor and somehow he managed to pick up something to cover at least his most private body parts after realizing - but again, it was not surprising at all - that he had been naked.
Standing in a pair of boxers and a shirt - which he was wearing inside out - Kame kneeled down in front of the bed and stared at the man who had gone back to sleep during the time Kame had his panic attack, not noticing a thing of course.
Jin. Jin. JIN. Akanishi Jin, that was the case. In his bed, naked. Naked, holy fucking shit!
Kame covered his mouth in shock then forced his breathing to a normal pace and blinked. Then he tried to remember.
FLASHBACK
…
END OF FLASHBACK
Fuck! He didn't remember anything! Not even a single minute!
Kame could feel panic welling up in his mind and body again and did the only thing he could come up with. He ran out of the bedroom and started to look for his cell phone. After what it seemed like hours he found the poor device in his fridge, between a bowl of salad and a diet coke, having no idea how it could possibly end up there and dialed.
He hissed at the cold feeling as he pressed the phone to his ear, making a mental note of never putting it in the fridge again and tapped with his feet, waiting for the line to connect.
“Koki, tell me that you were with me last night.”
As ambiguous as his words were, Koki's reaction was kind of predictable; he started laughing mockingly and loud. “If that was the case, I would make sure you remember the next day, Kame.”
The desperate lead singer rolled his eyes and shook his phone, hoping that Koki could feel it. “Don't try to be funny here, Koki. What the hell did I do last night?”
“Well... I have no idea, Kame, obviously.”
Kame frowned. “Obviously? Why obviously?”
There was a moment of silence at the other end of the line before the rapper answered. “I haven't seen you in days, Kame.”
“What the hell are you saying? We had the recording yesterday, Koki!!!” Kame raised his voice, pressing his palm on his forehead.
A nervous laughter was the answer. “No, Kame... the recording was on Monday and now it's Friday. You took the rest of the week off the following day, don't you remember?”
Kame stopped rubbing his head and blinked a few times before he started pacing in the living room, trying to fighting back the urge to scream his band mate's head off through the receiver. “Wait, wait.... SAY WHAT???” And failing.
“The last time I saw you was on Monday then you said you had something to do. Ne Kame, why is it me whom you're asking about this? Why don't you ask your...”
Kame hung up and let his phone slip out of his hold, landing on the floor with a thud. His eyes stared into the distance as he was trying to make sense of Koki's words.
Monday. Monday is followed by Tuesday, right? Then Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. He grabbed his phone again and checked the date. Friday. It was fucking Friday but how?
Kame shook his head and slowly lowered himself on the sofa but it proved to be a very bad idea and the man jumped up in the air in the next moment.
“AHHHHHHHHH”
What the hell was that? He rubbed his aching butt, wincing. Why was it hurting?
Oh right, right. Let's sum up what we have here and do the math.
He woke up in his bed but not alone. Next to him was lying Jin, naked. He was naked, too. One hot naked man and another incredibly sexy gorgeous breathtaking naked man in bed equals...
“AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”
Kame screamed his head off at the images that unwillingly took over his innocent mind and stopped only when the door of his bedroom opened, revealing a very sleepy and very very very naked Akanishi Jin.
“What's wrong?” the older man asked, voice hoarse from sleeping and stood in front of Kame who just gaped at him like a fish out of water.
Then Jin's lips curved into a huge grin. “Good morning, sweetie.”
Kame continued gaping. “S-s-sw-sweetie???”
Jin yawned then approached the other. “Of course or do you prefer 'honey'?”
Kame was so shocked that he didn't notice that Jin was so near until the other was only a few centimeters away. Then he freaked out.
“NOOOOO!!! STOP! STOP WHERE YOU ARE, DON'T COME NEAR ME!” then he quickly covered his eyes with his hands and went on shouting. “GOD, PUT ON SOMETHING, WILL YOU? YOU'RE NAKED!!!”
With his hands on his eyes, he obviously missed the perverted grin on the older one's face. “Of course I am. After all we did yesterday... you know it would have been difficult with my clothes on...”
“ENOUGH!! PUT SOMETHING ON!!!
“Okay, baby but how can I?” Jin leaned closer to the younger one and whispered into his ears. “You're wearing my boxers you know.”
Kame froze and took his hands away to look down at his lower body. “Shit!” And he blushed. Why the hell was he blushing?
He slowly looked up, glancing at Jin nervously. “Don't... don't you have another p-pair?” he stuttered.
Jin pulled back and chuckled. “I do.”
Kame glared at him for a second then exploded. “THEN WEAR IT!!!”
Jin's arms shot up into the air in defence. “Okay okay, don't need to be so upset,” he mumbled, frowning at the other's reaction. “You're weird.”
Kame stared after Jin as the older man disappeared in the bedroom again and shut his eyes tightly, taking calming breaths... to no avail.
Jin reappeared in a pair of boxers, not wearing anything else and Kame gulped as he roamed his eyes over the other's body. “Don't you... have... a shirt... by any chance?”
“Huh?” was all he got as a response and Kame sighed, waving.
“Never mind,” he took another breath, standing in front of Jin. Now came the hardest part. He needed to know how they had ended up where they were. “Jin. What the hell happened?”
The older man blinked, his gaze shifted up and down, trying to make any sense of the question. “What do you mean?”
Kame's lips twitched dangerously. “I mean,” he started in a low voice. “what are we doing here? What happened between... you know... us?”
Jin's eyebrows arched, his lips formed an 'oh' silently then the grin returned to his face. “Well.. a lot of things happened, baby. What is this? Some kind of joke? Role playing?”
“Wh-what? No!!!” Kame shrieked again. “I seriously don't know what had happened between us. I don't... don't remember.”
Kame gulped as Jin nodded slowly, indicating that he accepted the explanation though he didn't seem to believe Kame. “You want to know... you want to know.”
“Yes,” Kame said firmly, somewhat happy that Jin managed to understand what he was asking.
“You want to know.”
“Yes.”
“You want to...”
“Yes, please, Jin!” Kame lost his patience, his eyes went wide in anticipation.
“What happened is,” Jin smiled again. “Is this,” he finished and held his hand up, moving his fingers in front of Kame's eyes.
Kame stared blankly at the shiny object on Jin's finger. Then looked back at Jin. Then at his hand, then at Jin again. “Is this... is... this...”
Jin nodded, still smiling. “Yes, honey, it is what it looks like.”
“Is this... is this...”
Jin chuckled and ruffled the younger man's hair. “Of course, silly, it's our wedding ring. You're staring at it as if you see it for the first time. But please stare at your own for now, I'm hungry,” and with this Jin turned around and sat at the dining table, rubbing his belly.
“My... my what?” Kame whispered. His head was spinning. Everything was spinning.
Kame gulped again. Then he raised his hand and stared at his fingers. It was there. A golden ring on his finger, exactly the same as Jin's.
“My... my...”
And the world was spinning faster.
“Come on, Kazu, I'm so hungry,” Jin called out, still rubbing his stomach with a wide smile on his face then winked at the younger man. “Prepare something for your starving husband, baby.”
And that was the last thing Kame heard before everything turned black.
02.>>
akame
PG-15 for this part, NC-17 later
Humor, romance, smut, fluff, mild angst
Kame wakes up one day and makes a shocking discovery... in his bed.
a/n. This was written as a birthday present for queen_kat_tun . It will have three (or four) parts, all of them kinda short. I apologize for the lame title.
Surprise, Surprise 1/4
Tangled limbs, warmth radiating from his side, shallow breaths tickling his neck. That was what Kame had to wake up to. Even opening his eyes seemed to be something extremely painful as he tried to take a look at his surroundings.
Headache. Headache shouldn't be left out from the list but it was inevitable anyway and came as no surprise after having drunk as much as Kame had the night before. A curse immediately left his lips followed by weak whispers, promising to himself that he would never ever drink again. Not that he remembered getting drunk, but it had to happen that way. There was no other explanation why he felt like shit.
The breaths. They were still there, grazing the skin of his neck and Kame turned his head in horror to see who was lying next to him. If he had been expecting a long-haired beauty with slim body, curves and boobs then he was painfully mistaken. Under the messy dark locks a pair of plump lips was seen and it could belong to no one else than....
“Holy shit!!!” Kame shrieked kicking off the blanket off him, along with the person who was still entagled with his legs and arms, now strirring slowly and groaning at the rude way of being waken up.
Kame stumbled out of the bed, his eyes were wide as saucers as he stared at his last night crush as if he was looking at a ghost, terrified. And panting. And panicking. Oh okay, that was definitely the right moment to freak out. Now or never.
His hands frantically searched for his clothes on the floor and somehow he managed to pick up something to cover at least his most private body parts after realizing - but again, it was not surprising at all - that he had been naked.
Standing in a pair of boxers and a shirt - which he was wearing inside out - Kame kneeled down in front of the bed and stared at the man who had gone back to sleep during the time Kame had his panic attack, not noticing a thing of course.
Jin. Jin. JIN. Akanishi Jin, that was the case. In his bed, naked. Naked, holy fucking shit!
Kame covered his mouth in shock then forced his breathing to a normal pace and blinked. Then he tried to remember.
FLASHBACK
…
END OF FLASHBACK
Fuck! He didn't remember anything! Not even a single minute!
Kame could feel panic welling up in his mind and body again and did the only thing he could come up with. He ran out of the bedroom and started to look for his cell phone. After what it seemed like hours he found the poor device in his fridge, between a bowl of salad and a diet coke, having no idea how it could possibly end up there and dialed.
He hissed at the cold feeling as he pressed the phone to his ear, making a mental note of never putting it in the fridge again and tapped with his feet, waiting for the line to connect.
“Koki, tell me that you were with me last night.”
As ambiguous as his words were, Koki's reaction was kind of predictable; he started laughing mockingly and loud. “If that was the case, I would make sure you remember the next day, Kame.”
The desperate lead singer rolled his eyes and shook his phone, hoping that Koki could feel it. “Don't try to be funny here, Koki. What the hell did I do last night?”
“Well... I have no idea, Kame, obviously.”
Kame frowned. “Obviously? Why obviously?”
There was a moment of silence at the other end of the line before the rapper answered. “I haven't seen you in days, Kame.”
“What the hell are you saying? We had the recording yesterday, Koki!!!” Kame raised his voice, pressing his palm on his forehead.
A nervous laughter was the answer. “No, Kame... the recording was on Monday and now it's Friday. You took the rest of the week off the following day, don't you remember?”
Kame stopped rubbing his head and blinked a few times before he started pacing in the living room, trying to fighting back the urge to scream his band mate's head off through the receiver. “Wait, wait.... SAY WHAT???” And failing.
“The last time I saw you was on Monday then you said you had something to do. Ne Kame, why is it me whom you're asking about this? Why don't you ask your...”
Kame hung up and let his phone slip out of his hold, landing on the floor with a thud. His eyes stared into the distance as he was trying to make sense of Koki's words.
Monday. Monday is followed by Tuesday, right? Then Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. He grabbed his phone again and checked the date. Friday. It was fucking Friday but how?
Kame shook his head and slowly lowered himself on the sofa but it proved to be a very bad idea and the man jumped up in the air in the next moment.
“AHHHHHHHHH”
What the hell was that? He rubbed his aching butt, wincing. Why was it hurting?
Oh right, right. Let's sum up what we have here and do the math.
He woke up in his bed but not alone. Next to him was lying Jin, naked. He was naked, too. One hot naked man and another incredibly sexy gorgeous breathtaking naked man in bed equals...
“AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”
Kame screamed his head off at the images that unwillingly took over his innocent mind and stopped only when the door of his bedroom opened, revealing a very sleepy and very very very naked Akanishi Jin.
“What's wrong?” the older man asked, voice hoarse from sleeping and stood in front of Kame who just gaped at him like a fish out of water.
Then Jin's lips curved into a huge grin. “Good morning, sweetie.”
Kame continued gaping. “S-s-sw-sweetie???”
Jin yawned then approached the other. “Of course or do you prefer 'honey'?”
Kame was so shocked that he didn't notice that Jin was so near until the other was only a few centimeters away. Then he freaked out.
“NOOOOO!!! STOP! STOP WHERE YOU ARE, DON'T COME NEAR ME!” then he quickly covered his eyes with his hands and went on shouting. “GOD, PUT ON SOMETHING, WILL YOU? YOU'RE NAKED!!!”
With his hands on his eyes, he obviously missed the perverted grin on the older one's face. “Of course I am. After all we did yesterday... you know it would have been difficult with my clothes on...”
“ENOUGH!! PUT SOMETHING ON!!!
“Okay, baby but how can I?” Jin leaned closer to the younger one and whispered into his ears. “You're wearing my boxers you know.”
Kame froze and took his hands away to look down at his lower body. “Shit!” And he blushed. Why the hell was he blushing?
He slowly looked up, glancing at Jin nervously. “Don't... don't you have another p-pair?” he stuttered.
Jin pulled back and chuckled. “I do.”
Kame glared at him for a second then exploded. “THEN WEAR IT!!!”
Jin's arms shot up into the air in defence. “Okay okay, don't need to be so upset,” he mumbled, frowning at the other's reaction. “You're weird.”
Kame stared after Jin as the older man disappeared in the bedroom again and shut his eyes tightly, taking calming breaths... to no avail.
Jin reappeared in a pair of boxers, not wearing anything else and Kame gulped as he roamed his eyes over the other's body. “Don't you... have... a shirt... by any chance?”
“Huh?” was all he got as a response and Kame sighed, waving.
“Never mind,” he took another breath, standing in front of Jin. Now came the hardest part. He needed to know how they had ended up where they were. “Jin. What the hell happened?”
The older man blinked, his gaze shifted up and down, trying to make any sense of the question. “What do you mean?”
Kame's lips twitched dangerously. “I mean,” he started in a low voice. “what are we doing here? What happened between... you know... us?”
Jin's eyebrows arched, his lips formed an 'oh' silently then the grin returned to his face. “Well.. a lot of things happened, baby. What is this? Some kind of joke? Role playing?”
“Wh-what? No!!!” Kame shrieked again. “I seriously don't know what had happened between us. I don't... don't remember.”
Kame gulped as Jin nodded slowly, indicating that he accepted the explanation though he didn't seem to believe Kame. “You want to know... you want to know.”
“Yes,” Kame said firmly, somewhat happy that Jin managed to understand what he was asking.
“You want to know.”
“Yes.”
“You want to...”
“Yes, please, Jin!” Kame lost his patience, his eyes went wide in anticipation.
“What happened is,” Jin smiled again. “Is this,” he finished and held his hand up, moving his fingers in front of Kame's eyes.
Kame stared blankly at the shiny object on Jin's finger. Then looked back at Jin. Then at his hand, then at Jin again. “Is this... is... this...”
Jin nodded, still smiling. “Yes, honey, it is what it looks like.”
“Is this... is this...”
Jin chuckled and ruffled the younger man's hair. “Of course, silly, it's our wedding ring. You're staring at it as if you see it for the first time. But please stare at your own for now, I'm hungry,” and with this Jin turned around and sat at the dining table, rubbing his belly.
“My... my what?” Kame whispered. His head was spinning. Everything was spinning.
Kame gulped again. Then he raised his hand and stared at his fingers. It was there. A golden ring on his finger, exactly the same as Jin's.
“My... my...”
And the world was spinning faster.
“Come on, Kazu, I'm so hungry,” Jin called out, still rubbing his stomach with a wide smile on his face then winked at the younger man. “Prepare something for your starving husband, baby.”
And that was the last thing Kame heard before everything turned black.
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