Fic: You Give Me Something
Fic: You give me something (ficlet)
Genre: Romance
Rating: G
Word Count: less than 500
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimer applies
Summary: Inspired by James Morrison's "You Give Me Something"
A/N: Dedicated to my flist who celebrated their birthdays this month (apologies for no greet m(_ _)m) : wooden_buttons , risa_turtle , mae0513 , tesshidk , killingyouandme
You Give Me Something
Kazuya wakes up with a start, heart thumping. He turns his head and sees it is a little before five in the morning. He has been asleep for less than three hours. He should go back to sleep. His only schedule for the day is shooting for his drama and that isn't until after lunch. But he cannot go back to sleep. He turns.
“Jin,” he says but it comes out guttural. He clears his sleep-clogged throat. “Jin, wake up.” The other man just grunts. He tries again and Jin turns away from him. He touches Jin's bare back. He feels the warmth of Jin's skin traverse to his cold palm. “Wake up,” he says again, his thumb caressing a small patch on the skin.
“Why?” Jin grunts then he turns and envelopes Kazuya with an arm and a leg.
Kazuya snuggles closer, basking in the warmth of bare skin against skin, of being ensconced by Jin. He struggles for a second whether he should just let Jin sleep or not. The latter wins but not without feeling a twinge of regret. “You have an early schedule,” Kazuya says.
“Hmmm...”
“Jin...”
“I've quit JE,” mumbles against Kazuya's forehead.
Kazuya chuckles against Jin's neck. “Baka. Wake up.” Jin makes a sound from a his throat and Kazuya cannot not help press his lips against the vibration. He feels the both of them stir to life.
And just like in their public performances, they both know the choreography by heart. Kazuya draws away and tilts his head up. Jin bows his head a little. They both seek each other's lips and once finding, brushes gently against another. Soft short nibbles, fitting for early morning kisses.
“You...” - nibble - “have” - nibble - “to go.” Kiss. And a few more. Then Jin draws away, quickly rolls over and leaves the bed, as if not giving himself even second to hesitate. Kazuya watches Jin pull on his shirt and jeans then looks around. Kazuya points to the divan, Jin smiles at him and grabs his socks. Kazuya sits up and takes the watch and the phone from the bedside table. Jin walks around Kazuya's side of the bed and takes his watch and phone.
“'Love you,” Jin mumbles and plants another kiss on the younger man. He turns and without looking back, leaves the room. The unuttered response in Kazuya's mouth melts and he swallows it. He heaves a deep breath as the bedroom door closes.
He cannot say it. He cannot understand why but he cannot say those words.
Love is not everything, he was told once. He knows.
Kazuya slips back under the covers and closes his eyes. He drifts to sleep, the lingering scent of Jin lulling him.
Love is not everything, he knows. But sometimes, it's enough. Someday, he will say it. And he can only hope it won't be too late.