Drowned in Silence /// Prologue
And just like that, Jin had stepped back into his life.
Kazuya felt Tegoshi beside him give him a sorrowful look, touching his elbow slightly. He wanted to shake his friend’s hand off, but he couldn’t.
Nothing reacted to the orders his brain gave. He was completely numb.
It had been two years, since he had last heard that voice saying his name and he had never thought he’d hear it again.
Kazuya swallowed thickly, before he could make his own voice sound.
“What are you doing here?”
“I passed by chance, saw you guys and thought, I’d say hello.”
“I suppose you two know each other?” Yamashita threw a look from Kazuya to Jin and back.
Jin nodded slowly. “We went to the same High School. We’ve been... friends.”
Kazuya’s look got stern and he sat down again. Tegoshi still looked at him with worried eyes, taking the seat next to him.
“Kame-chan, are you okay?”
Kazuya smiled at him. “Why wouldn’t I?”
“You look a little pale.” Tegoshi glanced at Jin, who kept looking at them.
“Jin, why don’t you join us here?” Yamashita offered and pointed at an empty chair at their table.
The girls with them seemed excited.
“I don’t really want to intrude on your little model date”, Jin answered with a smirk and made Yamashita laugh with that.
“It wouldn’t actually get noticed that you’re not one.”
Jin shook his head, though. “Thanks for the offer, but I just wanted to say hi.”
“Well, then… I’ll see you at University on Monday”, Yamashita asked.
Nodding, Jin raised his hand to bid them goodbye and with another look at Kazuya, he turned to leave.
It was frustrating, Kazuya thought, that just those few encounters had been enough to break down the walls he had built to hold back the feelings.
They were all set free again and he couldn’t grab them, put them back, stop them.
He lowered his head to not watch Jin step out of the shop, see him leaving once again.
How often had he remembered that image of Jin walking through the door frame of his own room? Kazuya had stopped counting it and after a while, he had just kept himself from it, had prohibited his mind, his heart, to remember the pictures.
Pressing his lips together, he tried to focus on their conversation again, tried to get back to his usual self.
“Which school of those you went to before was Jin attending, too”, Yamashita asked him then. “Do you know him, too, Tegoshi?”
The younger one shook his head. “Akanishi-kun’s been at the school Kazuya went to, before he came here.”
“Excuse me”, Kazuya said calmly. He didn’t want to hear anymore about that. “I need to use the restroom.”
No one paid special attention to him, Tegoshi just still kept looking worried, but Kazuya simply ignored it.
He tried not to rush out of their view, so he casually walked over to the facilities and when he had rounded a corner, he immediately leaned against the wall and let go of a heavy sigh, head tilted back and eyes closed.
“Do you need some time to yourself?”
His eyes flew open and he stared at the wall across, saw Jin leaning against it. “What…?”
“I supposed you’d run from them, so I thought I’d give it a try and wait. Look”, Jin smirked slightly. “I was right.”
“What do you want?”
Jin shrugged a shoulder. “Talk.”
“There’s not much we have to talk about, is there?” Kazuya turned to walk into the men’s room.
“Kazuya.”
He said it calmly, softly, and in a gentle tone, so that Kazuya stopped.
Jin took the chance and walked over slowly, reached his hand out and took Kazuya’s lightly. The younger one threw him a look over his shoulder.
“You’ve become a good baseball player.”
Kazuya turned to him, smiled slightly. “You came to watch my games.”
It was not a question, Jin knew that. “To several of them.”
“Why didn’t you ever stay to talk to me?”
Shrugging his shoulders, Jin laced their fingers. “I somehow never had the opportunity.”
It was probably out of instinct, but Kazuya slowly ran his thumb over the back of Jin’s hand, without really noticing it. “You knew where I live; you could have come to see me all this while.”
“Are you ready for that; this time?”
Kazuya looked at Jin. They were close, way too close. Their faces were just inches apart and he could feel Jin’s breath against his lips.
He had been wrong, Kazuya thought and leaned in to close the distance. Jin claimed his lips, it was hesitant and soft and both of them were careful.
Slowly, they let it spin out, let it get deeper, more intimate. It developed from a simple nipping to a heated kiss.
So terribly wrong, it crossed Kazuya’s mind again. Jin had never stepped out of his life in the first place. He had always, always wanted to return to exactly this point.
To where Jin was.
“Kazuya”, Jin murmured against his lips, drew back slightly, for them both to get to breathe again.
The younger one licked his lips slowly, held on tighter to Jin’s hand. He leaned in, nuzzled his head against Jin’s shoulder.
“I missed you.”
Jin relaxed, put his arm around Kazuya’s shoulders and pressed a gentle kiss to his hair. Kazuya closed his eyes, took in the feelings rushing through him. He wanted to capture them, hold on to them, so he would be able to remember them; hold them dearly in his heart for the rest of his life.
This was what he had wanted for so long. Ever since he had met Jin for the first time, he had wanted to be with the older one like this.
But with those images in his mind, those words sickening his heart, he couldn’t.
Slowly, he drew back and looked at Jin again.
The older one leaned in again, kissed Kazuya’s lips. “Kazuya, I…”
“Jin”, he interrupted his words and raised his look to his eyes. Kazuya’s eyelids flattered slightly, as Jin licked his lips, bit the lower one slightly.
“We shouldn’t do this.”
Jin laughed slightly, his eyes sparkling at Kazuya in amusement. “That comes a little late, after we’ve spent the last five minutes kissing.”
Kazuya could just not have resisted; even though he knew he should have.
His hand firmly in Jin’s, leaning against him and their lips just inches apart, Kazuya took a shaky breath.
“I told you”, he said quietly, his eyes giving Jin a sad look. “It was a joke, that week. It didn’t mean anything to me.”
Jin froze, stared at Kazuya. “When…”
Kazuya smiled slightly, sadly and pulled his hand back.
“You shouldn’t cheat on your girlfriend, Jin.”
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Thank you, everyone for reading <3 I am happy if you like it!!
If you are utterly confused now, that's okay. This is picked out of the middle of the story, so there are a few things that need clarification~ I'll get that to you and I promise I'll try my best to update this as soon as I can ♥
See you ^.^
Kazuya felt Tegoshi beside him give him a sorrowful look, touching his elbow slightly. He wanted to shake his friend’s hand off, but he couldn’t.
Nothing reacted to the orders his brain gave. He was completely numb.
It had been two years, since he had last heard that voice saying his name and he had never thought he’d hear it again.
Kazuya swallowed thickly, before he could make his own voice sound.
“What are you doing here?”
“I passed by chance, saw you guys and thought, I’d say hello.”
“I suppose you two know each other?” Yamashita threw a look from Kazuya to Jin and back.
Jin nodded slowly. “We went to the same High School. We’ve been... friends.”
Kazuya’s look got stern and he sat down again. Tegoshi still looked at him with worried eyes, taking the seat next to him.
“Kame-chan, are you okay?”
Kazuya smiled at him. “Why wouldn’t I?”
“You look a little pale.” Tegoshi glanced at Jin, who kept looking at them.
“Jin, why don’t you join us here?” Yamashita offered and pointed at an empty chair at their table.
The girls with them seemed excited.
“I don’t really want to intrude on your little model date”, Jin answered with a smirk and made Yamashita laugh with that.
“It wouldn’t actually get noticed that you’re not one.”
Jin shook his head, though. “Thanks for the offer, but I just wanted to say hi.”
“Well, then… I’ll see you at University on Monday”, Yamashita asked.
Nodding, Jin raised his hand to bid them goodbye and with another look at Kazuya, he turned to leave.
It was frustrating, Kazuya thought, that just those few encounters had been enough to break down the walls he had built to hold back the feelings.
They were all set free again and he couldn’t grab them, put them back, stop them.
He lowered his head to not watch Jin step out of the shop, see him leaving once again.
How often had he remembered that image of Jin walking through the door frame of his own room? Kazuya had stopped counting it and after a while, he had just kept himself from it, had prohibited his mind, his heart, to remember the pictures.
Pressing his lips together, he tried to focus on their conversation again, tried to get back to his usual self.
“Which school of those you went to before was Jin attending, too”, Yamashita asked him then. “Do you know him, too, Tegoshi?”
The younger one shook his head. “Akanishi-kun’s been at the school Kazuya went to, before he came here.”
“Excuse me”, Kazuya said calmly. He didn’t want to hear anymore about that. “I need to use the restroom.”
No one paid special attention to him, Tegoshi just still kept looking worried, but Kazuya simply ignored it.
He tried not to rush out of their view, so he casually walked over to the facilities and when he had rounded a corner, he immediately leaned against the wall and let go of a heavy sigh, head tilted back and eyes closed.
“Do you need some time to yourself?”
His eyes flew open and he stared at the wall across, saw Jin leaning against it. “What…?”
“I supposed you’d run from them, so I thought I’d give it a try and wait. Look”, Jin smirked slightly. “I was right.”
“What do you want?”
Jin shrugged a shoulder. “Talk.”
“There’s not much we have to talk about, is there?” Kazuya turned to walk into the men’s room.
“Kazuya.”
He said it calmly, softly, and in a gentle tone, so that Kazuya stopped.
Jin took the chance and walked over slowly, reached his hand out and took Kazuya’s lightly. The younger one threw him a look over his shoulder.
“You’ve become a good baseball player.”
Kazuya turned to him, smiled slightly. “You came to watch my games.”
It was not a question, Jin knew that. “To several of them.”
“Why didn’t you ever stay to talk to me?”
Shrugging his shoulders, Jin laced their fingers. “I somehow never had the opportunity.”
It was probably out of instinct, but Kazuya slowly ran his thumb over the back of Jin’s hand, without really noticing it. “You knew where I live; you could have come to see me all this while.”
“Are you ready for that; this time?”
Kazuya looked at Jin. They were close, way too close. Their faces were just inches apart and he could feel Jin’s breath against his lips.
He had been wrong, Kazuya thought and leaned in to close the distance. Jin claimed his lips, it was hesitant and soft and both of them were careful.
Slowly, they let it spin out, let it get deeper, more intimate. It developed from a simple nipping to a heated kiss.
So terribly wrong, it crossed Kazuya’s mind again. Jin had never stepped out of his life in the first place. He had always, always wanted to return to exactly this point.
To where Jin was.
“Kazuya”, Jin murmured against his lips, drew back slightly, for them both to get to breathe again.
The younger one licked his lips slowly, held on tighter to Jin’s hand. He leaned in, nuzzled his head against Jin’s shoulder.
“I missed you.”
Jin relaxed, put his arm around Kazuya’s shoulders and pressed a gentle kiss to his hair. Kazuya closed his eyes, took in the feelings rushing through him. He wanted to capture them, hold on to them, so he would be able to remember them; hold them dearly in his heart for the rest of his life.
This was what he had wanted for so long. Ever since he had met Jin for the first time, he had wanted to be with the older one like this.
But with those images in his mind, those words sickening his heart, he couldn’t.
Slowly, he drew back and looked at Jin again.
The older one leaned in again, kissed Kazuya’s lips. “Kazuya, I…”
“Jin”, he interrupted his words and raised his look to his eyes. Kazuya’s eyelids flattered slightly, as Jin licked his lips, bit the lower one slightly.
“We shouldn’t do this.”
Jin laughed slightly, his eyes sparkling at Kazuya in amusement. “That comes a little late, after we’ve spent the last five minutes kissing.”
Kazuya could just not have resisted; even though he knew he should have.
His hand firmly in Jin’s, leaning against him and their lips just inches apart, Kazuya took a shaky breath.
“I told you”, he said quietly, his eyes giving Jin a sad look. “It was a joke, that week. It didn’t mean anything to me.”
Jin froze, stared at Kazuya. “When…”
Kazuya smiled slightly, sadly and pulled his hand back.
“You shouldn’t cheat on your girlfriend, Jin.”
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Thank you, everyone for reading <3 I am happy if you like it!!
If you are utterly confused now, that's okay. This is picked out of the middle of the story, so there are a few things that need clarification~ I'll get that to you and I promise I'll try my best to update this as soon as I can ♥
See you ^.^