Kamen /// Second Feeling: Desire
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Title: Kamen //Can you look right through me?//
Pairing: Akanishi Jin x Kazuya Kamenashi //Akame//
Genre: Romance. Angst, Fluff
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story. I don't make profit with this.
Summary: Feelings are like masks we put on to convey our inner depth. But sometimes it turns out we use those masks to hide our real feelings...
How well can Jin read Kazuya's feelings; and in return, how much does Kazuya really understand Jin? After being together for so long, things start to change, and feelings start to disappear behind masks...
A/N: English isn't my mother tongue, but I've been living in the UK for quite a time, so I basically write and speak well. You're welcome to correct any mistakes, though. Of course.
I had never thought, I'd ever write a fanfiction where I had to go up in my rating to NC-17 in the second chapter already. Akame proved me wrong and here it is.
Blame Jin.
Other than that, Jin made me quite mad, because I had other plans and he crossed them. I had to think of something new and this is what I came up with.
I hope you'll like it ♥♥♥
A/N#2: Kamen (仮面) is Japanese for Mask.
Previous Chapters:
Prologue
First Feeling: Love
Second Feeling: Desire
It was a little late, but Jin figured late was better than never.
He dialed Kazuya’s number and cursed as he just got the answering machine. Why didn’t he answer?
Annoyed, Jin changed the number and tried Kazuya’s mobile, but it was switched off.
Jin fell back into his pillows and sighed.
It was about six-thirty in the morning and he knew Kazuya had to be at the office at seven; so he should be up by now.
It was a day off for Jin; he wouldn’t have any shootings, rehearsals or interviews today. Everything would start anew from tomorrow.
And that made him really, really nervous, because he wished he’d have a busy schedule today.
He’d have an excuse then to not meet Kazuya today; to not see him and have to explain everything.
He just should have told him from the very beginning, but Jin had never known when. The first time only the thought of it had made him go insane, because he knew Kazuya would not like it.
It wasn’t like Kazuya was a jealous lover, but he surely was a bit possessive.
Again, Jin dialed Kazuya’s number and groaned as he just got the machine again. Why didn’t he answer when Jin called? Why today?
Jin really just wanted to warn him; to make sure Kazuya would not totally get hit by all the news.
He regretted he hadn’t done it earlier. It had been a mistake to keep it a secret from Kazuya.
As he switched on the TV in his bed room, Jin saw the morning news starting and they were talking about politics and sports, and the weather.
Jin hoped Kazuya would not have his TV switched on in the kitchen right now. Having breakfast and already see it.
He was probably not even watching TV; he had maybe overslept and had to hurry to work; so he wouldn’t take notice of any of this morning’s news at all. Jin really wished it was like that and called once again.
This time he left a message at the answering machine.
“Hey, Kazuya. Are you up? I know you hear me right now if you are. Pick up, okay? I just need to talk to you quickly.” He paused, waited, but nothing changed. “We remain by tonight? I’ll come over at about 7, you should be back then.” Again, nothing, so Jin decided to give up. “If you have time, call me, okay? I love you, bye.”
He hung up and bit his lower lip.
Sighing, he got up then. He wouldn’t be able to sleep anymore, however. He hadn’t slept well for the last three hours--- since he had gone to bed. That uncomfortable feeling inside his chest made it hard for him.
He had to think of Kazuya all the time and he regretted he hadn’t decided to spend the night with the younger one.
Okay, he thought now. He had had good reasons not to, since he had been afraid of spending this morning with Kazuya. He hadn’t wanted to face him and see him when he’d find out.
But now, Jin had changed his mind, so why was Kazuya not even reachable?
Jin didn’t want him to find out like this. If he had told him beforehand, he would not have had those bad feelings right now.
Kazuya would understand; but he’d be mad at Jin for keeping it a secret. It wasn’t that usual, after all. Nothing Kazuya was expecting to see every day.
Taking his home phone and cell phone with him he went to the bathroom to take a long and relaxing bath. He’d probably get some distraction and could calm down a bit.
After all, everything wasn’t that bad, maybe. It was a job and Kazuya knew how things were working, how things were going and decided.
He wouldn’t mind it. He wouldn’t get mad.
He’d come home tonight and would make a joke about it.
Jin tried to believe in that as he sank into the hot water. He tried to imagine Kazuya looking at it, making a smart comment.
But it didn’t work. In Jin’s imagination Kazuya’s face always changed into a shocked one. Hurt and unbelieving.
He wouldn’t be able to forget this, he wouldn’t be able to cool down and be calm, Jin figured.
Taking a deep breath, he got under water and pressed his eyes closed.
Maybe he could just drown here and would never have to face the discussion with Kazuya awaiting him today.
“Jin…”, Kazuya murmured and shifted closer to the left side of his bed; the side Jin usually claimed when he slept there.
The older one said something to him and Kazuya reached out his hand, nuzzled closer--- and opened his eyes as he found the bed empty next to him.
“… I love you, bye.”
Had that been the answering machine of his phone? Kazuya frowned and stretched then with a yawn.
He felt a bit sore from yesterday’s performance and also, he was still so very tired. He would go back to sleep for a little longer and check what Jin had spoken onto his machine later.
Checking his mobile for the time, he frowned again. It had run out of battery, so the display was black. Kazuya gripped his wrist watch from his night stand and released a curse when he saw it was already past six-thirty.
“Crap!” He stumbled out of bed and into his bathroom. As he came back he only got changed into new clothes and then gripped his wallet and car keys before he ran out of the apartment.
He was slightly late as he reached the office.
Subaru and Tegoshi were already waiting for him and they both reassured him that it was okay.
“Don’t worry about being late”, Subaru said. “That happens. You know, Yasu is always late and no one ever complained yet. It’s just him.”
“Massu and Pi-sama are always late, too.”
Kazuya tried to catch his breath as they sat down. They’d have an interview and photo shooting before their show this afternoon. “But I’m usually not late.”
“The interviewer isn’t here yet, anyway”, Tegoshi said and took out a small package of throat candy, offering some for the other two.
“Oh, these are great. I like them a lot!” Subaru took one and unwrapped the paper to eat the candy. “It’s so good.”
Tegoshi nodded. Then he looked at Kazuya, questioning him if he wanted one, too.
Remembering he hadn’t had any breakfast, Kazuya gladly accepted the offer and took one. They were sweet and tasted mildly of honey and caramel.
It reminded him of Jin.
Frowning, he tried to remember what the older one had said this morning when Kazuya had been waking up. He could clearly remember the I love you part, but couldn’t recall what else he had said before that.
When Jin was leaving messages on Kazuya’s answering machine, it had to be something important.
He’d probably call him later, after the interview when the other two would have their solo shootings.
“It’s Subaru-kun’s birthday tomorrow, isn’t it?”, Tegoshi leaned in and smiled. “Why don’t we go out for dinner then?”
“Oh, I can’t”, Subaru said. “I’ll meet up with the other guys from Eito. We’re having our anniversary, as well. We celebrate together every year.”
Tegoshi put a pout on his lips. “But Kamenashi-kun and I, we want to celebrate with you as well. Right?”
The word Anniversary had put Kazuya back into his thoughts and now he slightly shook his head and looked at Tegoshi’s anticipating expression. “Ah, sure. It would be nice.”
“Then let’s go out this evening. We finish at about six, right?” Subaru looked at them.
Tegoshi nodded. “I’d be happy to.”
Kazuya thought of Jin. Well, he’d have to call him however, then he could tell him he’d be home later than expected. “Sure.”
Tegoshi titled his head now. “Subaru, are you really meeting every year to celebrate your band’s anniversary?”
“Sure, we all meet quite often.” Subaru made a fist and smiled. “We’re friends, so it’s just normal, right?”
Avoiding answering that Tegoshi leaned in to Kazuya. “Are you guys meeting a lot, too?”
Kazuya shook his head. “Not all of us.”
“But from what I’ve seen I’d say you’re good friends with the others”, Subaru said with a smile.
Kazuya nodded. “I am. I get along pretty well with all of them. But, well”, he paused. “That’s just me.”
Tegoshi didn’t say anything and just pretended to look for something in his bag. Subaru threw him a look and knew Tegoshi was avoiding talking about that person. “You mean someone’s not so good with everyone.”
Knowing, whom Subaru was talking about, Kazuya nodded. “It’s not like he doesn’t like them. He’s just not good in handling them.”
“He’s rather on his own and works better alone than with others.”
Kazuya looked at Tegoshi and nodded. “We’re still all getting along quite well.”
“However”, Subaru said, as the interviewer came in and staff member started to prepare the photo shooting in the other part of the room. “Let’s just have some fun tonight.”
“Definitely!”
Kazuya turned to Tegoshi who seemed all excited now. “Are you even allowed to drink already?”
The younger one gave him a pout. “I am. I’m turning twenty-two this year.”
Subaru sighed and leaned back, looking at the other two. “Ah, youth.”
Later, during their break at rehearsals, Kazuya remembered that he had wanted to call Jin.
While Tegoshi had had his solo shoot, he had been hooked up in a conversation about England with Subaru and when Subaru had been occupied with taking photos, he and Tegoshi had talked a lot about sports.
So, now that he entered the room they had left their personal belongings in, Kazuya remembered that he had wanted to call Jin.
He got over to his things and noticed he didn’t even have a bag with him. Only his wallet and his keys.
His mobile had run out of battery, so he hadn’t even brought it today.
Sighing, he concentrated for a moment. Jin’s number was the first in his quick dial, so he didn’t have to dial it in that often. But he thought he could remember it, though.
“Can someone switch on the TV?”, he heard some of the juniors asking and heard the voice of some morning show moderator, before he left the room to one of the office rooms to have a quick call.
He dialed the number and hoped no completely strange voice would answer. After the seventh ring, it picked up and Kazuya was about to say something, when he noticed it was Jin’s voice mail.
“I’m not available. Sorry, leave a message, okay?”, Jin’s low voice said, the last part in English, and Kazuya thought about saying something, but decided against it. He hung up.
Making his way back to the backstage room, passing the one again for the juniors who were all excited over something; he noticed that most of them were staring at the television.
He frowned and entered the room for Subaru, Tegoshi and him, ignoring what they were talking about.
He’d better get ready for the show.
It wasn’t that late when Kazuya came back home.
As he opened the door, he saw Jin looking around the corner from his living room. The older one stepped forward and welcomed him with a smile.
Kazuya smiled back as he took off his shoes.
“Sorry, I’m late.” He put his jacket to a chair in the kitchen and pressed a short peck to Jin’s lips.
“You didn’t have your mobile with you”, Jin said.
“It ran out of battery tonight, so I kind of overslept.”
“I thought so.” Jin sat down and watched Kazuya heating up some of the convenience food Jin had made earlier. “What kept you so long?”
Kazuya got a plate from one of the boards. “We’ve been out to drink.”
“You, the clown and the brat?”
“Try to at least pretend some respect for them, Jin.”
“Why?”, the older one wanted to know. “It’s just you I’m talking to, isn’t it?”
Kazuya ignored it. “It’s Subaru-san’s birthday tomorrow, so we had something like a pre-celebration.”
Jin nodded. “I see. Was it fun?”
“Sure”, the brunette answered and put the heated food to the plate before he got some chopsticks. “It’s nice to talk to them. They’re both nice.”
“Is there anyone in this world you don’t consider as nice?”
Kazuya thought about that for a moment, before he left the kitchen. “Ryo-kun probably.”
Jin laughed and followed. “Ryo is nice.”
“You should know it.” Kazuya saw the lamp at his answering machine flashing in red and stopped to press the button to play the messages.
“Hey, Kazuya. Are you up? I know you hear me right now if you are. Pick up, okay? I just need to talk to you quickly… We remain by tonight? I’ll come over at about 7; you should be back then… If you have time, call me, okay? I love you, bye.”
Kazuya watched it for a moment, before he turned to Jin, giving him a questioning look. “What did you need to talk about?”
Jin swallowed thickly, before he sat down and forced himself to finally directly look at Kazuya. “You already know, don’t you?”
Kazuya sat down across from him in an arm chair and put down his plate, starting to pour his chopsticks through the sauce. “Do I?”
“Don’t do that, Kazuya”, Jin said and leaned in. “I’m sorry, okay?”
Looking up, Kazuya raised an eyebrow. “What are you sorry for?”
“You’ve seen it, haven’t you?”
Kazuya shrugged his shoulders. “I was a bit busy today. I didn’t have much time to spend it to the news and gossip.”
Jin leaned back again, observing Kazuya’s face. “So, you just heard it, but haven’t seen it?”
“It’s quite practical that every mobile phone by now can access the internet, isn’t it?”, Kazuya asked and decided to neglect his food. It didn’t look tasty, anyway. “Tegoshi showed me.”
Jin held back a curse. “That little brat.”
“Has nothing to do with this”, the younger one finished the sentence. “I hadn’t seen or heard it all day, until the other ones mentioned it during dinner. So, Tegoshi showed me the pictures through his cell phone, because I didn’t know what they were talking about.”
Jin knew he was in serious trouble right now. Kazuya acted cold, but he knew the brunette was mad at him. “Look, I’ve wanted to tell you, really.”
“This morning.”
“Because every time I’ve wanted to, it just didn’t seem to be the right time.”
“When were they taken?”
“About a month ago”, Jin answered and looked at Kazuya again. “Shortly after you’ve started rehearsals.”
“So, that’s why you had that special diet and went through extra training for so long”, Kazuya concluded.
“You’ve noticed?”
Kazuya managed a sardonic laugh. “You’ve been at the gym three times a week and rejected everything I would have cooked. Of course I noticed something was odd.”
“Don’t be mad.”
Kazuya looked at Jin’s face now and he knew his own gaze was cold, but he couldn’t help it at all. He got up and took his plate to bring it back to the kitchen. It didn’t look tasty and he didn’t feel hungry anymore. “I’m not.”
Jin snorted. “Sure, Kazuya.” He remained at his spot for a little longer, then he followed. He wouldn’t let this end in a fight. He’d somehow get out of this with Kazuya forgiving him. “Look, Kazuya. It was just a photo shooting.”
Kazuya didn’t turn as he let water into the sink to wash the plates. “A nice one”, he commented. “You looked good in them.”
“Kazuya…”
“It’s okay, Jin”, Kazuya said and turned off the water. “I don’t have a problem with those photos.”
“But you are mad at me”, Jin demanded.
“I said I wasn’t, didn’t I?”
Jin sighed. He really wasn’t patient and Kazuya strained his nerves a lot right now. “You don’t act like that.”
“Sorry”, Kazuya said in an indifferent tone.
Frowning, Jin got over and took Kazuya’s wrists, turning him around. Water was dripping down from Kazuya’s fingers to the floor. “Listen. It was just for photos; it didn’t make me feel hot or something. She wasn’t all that sexy.”
Kazuya looked at Jin’s eyes. “I think she was”, he just commented and pulled his hands free again. “But that’s not what it’s about, Jin. I’m not jealous.”
“I’m pretty sure you are.”
Kazuya sighed and turned again. “Think what you want.”
“Don’t be like that now”, Jin murmured and approached Kazuya from the back, pulling his arms around the younger one’s waist. “Let’s not fight.”
Kazuya sighed and turned to face Jin then. He didn’t even try to escape the older one’s arms; it felt natural, normal to stay like this. “We’re not fighting, Jin. I’m not jealous, and not mad about it. It’s okay.”
“But something is wrong.”
“You are wrong.” Kazuya put the towel away and stepped out of Jin’s hold then. “You worry too much.”
Jin decided to leave it like that; to drop the topic. It was probably something else in Kazuya’s eyes that made him feel something was off.
“I’m just very tired. I need some sleep”, Kazuya said and made his way to the bed room. “Sorry, I’ll go to bed first, okay?”
Jin didn’t answer as Kazuya disappeared into his bed room. He just looked after him and released a sigh as the younger one closed the door. Silent, but certain.
It meant he didn’t want Jin to follow, didn’t want to have him around right now. He wouldn’t accept any words from Jin, any explanations. After all, Jin thought, Kazuya was mad, and not just that; he was mad because he was jealous.
But Jin wouldn’t let him pass like this. He knew when it came to Kazuya it was better to not try to calm the storm, to just keep on walking until he’d find the eye, where he could take hold of Kazuya, his feelings and his mind.
So, after giving Kazuya a minute to himself, Jin opened the door and slid into the room.
Kazuya had already stripped off of his shirt and jeans and just in the moment he turned around, he felt Jin gripping his shoulders and pulling him into a kiss.
He wasn’t able to resist. He’d never been able to resist Jin, in the first place.
So, without wanting it, he automatically kissed Jin back, titled his head, let Jin take control of him.
“You really know how to make me mad, Kazuya”, Jin groaned as he pushed him into the direction of the bed.
When Kazuya’s sound of pleasure warmed his lips, the hands on his shoulders tensed, Jin released him with just enough force to have him falling onto the bed.
Jin followed, straddling the younger one and leaning in to kiss him again. The kiss spun out, getting deeper and more fired up with every second, spinning them both in a hot whirl.
Kazuya’s hands skimmed down Jin’s back to the waistline of his jeans, and he eagerly opened the button, then he slid them down under the loosened jeans to ride over taught muscles. He eagerly arched his body to Jin, pressing them together, center to center.
But Jin only ravished his neck, let go of the perfect lips to let them release those noises of pleasure and turn him on to kiss further and further down Kazuya’s body.
Kazuya could only take. He titled his head back, felt his skin hummed under those lips; and under his skin the blood started to get heated up, to beat.
“Jin”, he shifted his head, titled it from one side to the other as the older one’s hand took his erection and started to stroke it. He didn’t close his eyes, he kept watching his lover, dazed and with a blurry view. But he kept them open.
Jin noticed, raised his head to look at Kazuya. His breath got unsteady as he straddled the younger one, leaned in again to kiss while Kazuya shoved down the jeans his hips.
Even as the kiss spoke of speed, urgency even, Jin’s hands skimmed in a slow, gentle and lazy torture that kindled little fires in Kazuya. And when Jin’s mouth lowered to possess what his hands had aroused, Kazuya rose in a silent moan; bowed back to offer more.
He flowed, was all Jin could think, agile and eager. The beautiful lines of Kazuya, the milky skin, the soft hair, in contrast to those long, hard line of is body, with the ripple of muscle. Nothing could have been more provocative to him than this game with Kazuya of giving and taking; Kazuya steeped in this inevitable rise of passion.
Jin wondered how he could still want him that much after all this time. This clenched fist of desire had been in him, since he had first slept with Kazuya--- waiting, just waiting to push through caution and take control of him.
It had always been there, since the very first time and it was pounding in him now, beating down all reasons so he wanted to feel Kazuya tremble, to see him writhe. To hear him scream.
Pinning the younger one beneath his weight he started to plunder, to loose that slow rise into a hot, fast flood.
Kazuya couldn’t help but let Jin, as the older one stole him another desperate kiss again, tightened his grip around Kazuya’s length to make him release breathy moans into it.
“All of you, Jin”, he murmured breathless. His hair was sticking in a damp mass to his forehead and his eyelids seemed heavy. He licked his red and swollen lips, as he lifted his gaze and looked into Jin’s eyes.
Jin wasn’t less breathless by now. His chest was rising in an unsteady rhythm and he leaned over Kazuya, knowing where he had everything prepared. He opened a drawer and got out some lube, before he decided to take control of Kazuya’s lips again.
It spun out again, but Kazuya stopped returning the kiss when he felt Jin bringing a finger into him. He bit the older one’s lip, making a sound that was pleasure and pain at the same time.
But Jin didn’t slow down; he fired the younger one on with strokes of his throbbing erection, and kisses that felt more like bites by now.
Impatiently, Jin removed the finger and without preparing his lover any further he replaced it with his length. He had wanted to have Kazuya scream and he knew how to get it, so he merciless pushed into the younger male and watched him shut his yes, biting his own lower lip.
“Kazuya”, he breathed, pulling out again, until only the head of his length was still inside of him. “Kazuya”, Jin repeated and waited until he opened his eyes, to look at him. They were dull and dizzy. Even empty. Jin smirked, before he pushed into the younger one again and this time dragged a scream out of him.
A flash, a wire sparkling in the blood. Kazuya just let it burn through him, crying out when it brought release, moaning as it whipped him into need again, wildly.
He yielded when Jin shoved his legs back to go deeper, and his grip left red marks at Jin’s hips, bit into his skin, like spurs to urge him on and on.
Jin’s name fell from Kazuya’s lips, again and again, and the pleasure, dark and intense, battered them breathless, but they both rushed toward those swamping waves, taking in from the other one as much as they could take.
Kazuya came first, screaming Jin’s name once more, dragging him with him into the fire. Jin pushed a few times more, still in the fast, hard rhythm; then he let go, too and collapsed onto Kazuya.
He felt their bodies stick together with hot sweat, Kazuya’s legs still wrapped around him, but his muscles loosened and he gently shoved them down, entwined them with Jin’s.
Slowly, Jin raised his hand from between them and lazily licked it clean, noticing Kazuya’s look on him, as he did so.
It was silent, only their hissing breath could be heard in the small bed room. Sheets were messily shoved to the lower end of the bed; a pillow had fallen to the ground.
Kazuya’s fingers were tangled into Jin’s hair, he felt it was damp; sticky, cooling sweat was beneath his other hand at Jin’s back.
“Kazuya”, Jin murmured against the trough where neck met shoulder. “You really made me mad.”
“Hmm.” Kazuya’s moves were lazy and lagged. “I’ve noticed.”
“But you always make me want you whenever you’re like that.”
“You always say that, no matter what I’ve done”, the younger one said with a smile.
“Because I always want you”, Jin answered and lifted his head to look at Kazuya. He reached his hand up to the brunette’s face and gently cupped his cheek. “It’s only you I want.”
Kazuya opened his eyes to look at Jin. “That sentimental all of a sudden?”
Jin smiled. “Because I want you to know that, Kazuya. You’re the only one who can make me do things like this, who is capable of making me feel so desperate.”
Desperate, Kazuya thought and couldn’t do much else than to stare at Jin’s face. None of them was desperate. There was no need to be. “I know that.”
“Then, no matter what”, Jin murmured. “Don’t ever forget it.”
Kazuya slightly shook his head. “I won’t.” He slightly arched and lifted his upper body to kiss Jin. He gripped Jin’s hair tighter again and pulled him close, let Jin wrap his arms around his chest.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, babe”, Jin said after a while as they lay, nuzzled against each other, again.
Kazuya swallowed thickly. Jin tried to make his apology look cool, because he was just awkwardly insecure in such things; he knew that. That’s why he didn’t comment on how much he hated it when Jin called him like that. “I wasn’t jealous.”
“Then what made you that mad?”
Kazuya thought about it for a moment. “The fact that you accepted it in the first place.”
Jin shifted a bit to look at Kazuya’s face. “You think I should have refused an offer like that? Why should I have?”
Kazuya smiled at him, lowered his gaze to avoid Jin’s look. “I did.”
“You did what?”
“I rejected the offer.”
Now, he felt Jin stiffen next to him and he knew he should not have said it. He should have kept this to himself; it would only hurt Jin’s pride if he’d find out the truth now.
“You’ve gotten the offer? When?”
“Apparently, before they asked you.” Kazuya felt uncomfortable, so he sat up and tried to somehow keep his hands busy with fidgeting the fabric of the blanket. “They already asked the first time. I rejected it and said I would go as far as posing, and stripping off even, if they had wanted me to, but wouldn’t do those bed scenes with any woman.”
Jin just stared at him.
“They asked again in May--- I answered the same as the last time, so they said I wouldn’t have to do it at all then.” Kazuya shrugged his shoulders. “I talked to Johnny about it and he said if I had my reasons not to do it, then I didn’t have to.”
Jin rolled to his back, stared at the ceiling. “Now, don’t tell me you did it because of me.”
“What other reason should I have had?”
Jin slowly directed his gaze at Kazuya and saw that the other male was looking at him, too. “That’s not fair.”
A smile traced the brunette’s lips. “I know. I’m sorry.”
“I feel even worse now.”
Kazuya shook his head and put it down on Jin’s shoulder then. “Don’t. It would not have suited me, anyway. It’s fine the way it is now.”
Sighing, Jin lifted his hand and gently stroked the soft strands of brunette.
“I didn’t tell you about it, either, back then.” Kazuya closed his eyes. “So we’re even now, aren’t we?”
“I guess”, Jin answered and shifted to pull Kazuya close again. He embraced him and held him tight.
He wanted to believe that this was most important. It didn’t matter they had asked Kazuya before him. It didn’t matter he had only gotten this offer because Kazuya hadn’t wanted it.
What should bother him more should be the fact that Kazuya had rejected the offer because of him, Jin.
But it didn’t.
The thought of Kazuya being better than he was once again was eating away at him and as much as Jin tried to ignore it, he couldn’t stop that feeling of jealousy inside of him.
He had lost against Kazuya once more.
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A/N#3: Just in case, even though I do think all of you guys already know what that was about. I never actually mentioned it in this, but of course it was about Jin's photos in the September issue of AnAn last month.
Thanks so much for reading ♥