Drowned in Silence /// Fourth Word: Unsteady
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Title: Drowned in Silence /// Words we could never find ///
Pairing: Akanishi Jin x Kazuya Kamenashi //Akame//
Genre: AU!!!, Romance, Angst
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story. I don't make profit with this. The plot is mine and I DO NOT COPY anyone's writing.
Summary: It's been more than two years, since they had decided to part ways. Now, they meet, their paths cross again and Kazuya and Jin are confronted with memories of that one week they once shared. But probably, nothing has changed; they are probably still the same --- unable to find the words that would make their paths become one.
A/N: English isn't my mother tongue, but I lived in the UK for quite a time, so I basically write and speak well. You're welcome to correct any mistakes, though. Of course.
A/N#2: This is a Sequel to Seven Days, you should have read that multichapter to understand this, I guess.
I am back :)
It's been a while and I am not sure if there are still people reading Akame, after all that happened recently. But I won't stop writing them, not as long as I feel the urge to write on these stories!
I am sorry this update took so long. I guess, with this, I'll be back to my usual posting. Hopefully you haven't forgotten of this yet?!
This is drama-packed!
Watch out for lots of fluff and a good portion of angst! A lot of things happen in this one chap!! ♥
Enjoy reading <3
Previous Chapters:
Prologue
First Word: Remember
Second Word: Oblivion
Third Word: Attraction
Fourth Word: Unsteady
Kazuya yawned, as he got back home.
It was already late; training had taken quite long today. They had practiced longer, since they had an important game coming up in a few weeks.
Deciding to cancel dinner and just go to bed, Kazuya made his way to the bathroom, then he changed into comfortable sweat pants and a t-shirt, his hair tied back in a loose tail.
For his literature course he’d have to finish reading a book by the end of the week, so he got into bed, cuddled up beneath the thin blanket, gripping the book from his nightstand and started reading where he had dropped off the last time.
It didn’t take long, however, for his tiredness to take over Kazuya and just a few minutes later, his eyes fell closed and he was asleep.
When Kazuya woke up again, the dim light was still burning next to his bed, the flat was quiet as always, as well as the book was still lying in his lap.
He just reached out his hand, turned off the light to go back to sleep, as he heard his door bell ring.
Kazuya realised it was the sound that had actually woken him up and frowned, as he turned on the light again, hopped out of bed to get to the door.
As he opened it, he blinked, tilted his head in confusion.
“Jin, what are you doing here?”
The older one smiled and leaned against the door frame. “Did you sleep already?”
“Just for a few minutes”, Kazuya answered. “What did you come for?”
Jin shrugged a shoulder. “Where’s your brother?”
“I’m living alone now. He moved in with his girlfriend.”
Jin nodded, didn’t say any more.
“Well”, Kazuya started and stepped back a bit, “would you like to come in then?”
Following the invitation, Jin walked in, took off his shoes, before he turned to Kazuya again. “I won’t keep you long.”
The brunette shrugged a shoulder. “It’s fine”, he just said and went ahead, signalising Jin to follow.
“You have this flat all to yourself now?”
“Yeah. Quite big, isn’t it?” Kazuya laughed slightly. “But it’s nice. My brother left a few of his things and he still uses the room sometimes. I am not here that often, anyways.”
“You’re busy with school and baseball and that job”, Jin noticed.
Kazuya got to the kitchen and filled two glasses with soda. “Mostly. Weekends are nice, though.”
Observing the younger one from the door, Jin buried his hands in his pockets. “I just came, because I don’t have your mail address or mobile number.”
Kazuya tilted his head, forgot about the glasses, as he turned to look at Jin.
“I wanted to thank you”, Jin continued. “For the present.”
“Ah”, Kazuya said and smiled slightly. “You’re welcome.”
Jin nodded and it kept silent between them, a tension in the air, both of them knew to interpret. It always was like that between them; that tension, that attraction, that heat that drew them to each other.
“Well, I’d better give you my number then”, Kazuya said after a moment and took a piece of paper from the table, writing quickly.
Jin watched him, observed closely, but stood in his spot, not making any move, until Kazuya was done and came over to him, handing Jin the paper.
“Do you want to… sit?” Kazuya seemed nervous, as he pointed at the table.
“To do what”, Jin asked and put the paper into his pocket.
“I don’t know.” The younger one looked through the room. “Talk? You came all the way, so you probably shouldn’t…”
“I’d better”, Jin interrupted. “I don’t think it’s good if I stayed.”
Kazuya just nodded; then he led Jin back to the front door. He kept quiet while Jin got into his shoes, before Kazuya opened the door for him and tilted his head slightly.
“What did you actually come all the way here for, Jin?”
Jin smiled. “I wanted to say thank you for the necklace.”
For a moment, Kazuya waited, but Jin didn’t say more, so he decided to be the one taking the initiative. He stepped closer and pulled Jin in at the collar of his shirt. “Then do it properly”, he managed to mumble, before their lips met.
Jin gave in without any protest. His hands were immediately at Kazuya’s waist, pulling him closer, while the younger one wound his arms around Jin’s neck, tilted his head.
Blindly, they stumbled back, until Jin had Kazuya against the wall, leaving the younger one no space or chance to escape. Jin deepened the kiss, took more of it than he should have.
They were equally surprised, as it was Kazuya who shoved up Jin’s shirt to touch the skin beneath.
Jin stopped for a moment, looked at the other male, slightly panting, lips swollen and red. Kazuya returned the look, eyes confident, as his fingers stroked over Jin’s sides.
“That’s what you actually came here for, am I wrong”, Kazuya asked quietly.
Jin didn’t answer that, he just leaned in again, taking another long and heated kiss. He heard himself moan quietly, his hips instinctively grinding against Kazuya’s.
“Tomorrow”, he pressed out then, drawing back and pushing Kazuya to the wall to get a distance between them.
Kazuya looked at him, licked his lips. “Tomorrow what?”
“We can get this on tomorrow”, Jin answered.
Although he sighed, Kazuya nodded. “Are you going to see her tomorrow?”
Jin stepped back. “I am going to break up then.”
“Does it matter then?” Kazuya pressed his lips together, giving Jin a rather calm look. “What happens now, I mean.”
Jin smiled slightly, shaking his head. “You haven’t changed at all.”
“No, seriously, Jin”, Kazuya urged him on. “You’ll break up, won’t you?”
Serious again, the older one nodded. “I told you so.”
“Did you…” Kazuya tried to form the sentence, but he didn’t manage, so he fetched away from Jin and walked into the living room, leaving it to Jin whether he’d follow or not. “Are you as far with her as to seriously break her heart with this?”
Jin remained in his spot for a while. Kazuya was naturally considerate, even though he acted spoiled at times. He slowly took off his shoes again. “She’s going to be hurt for sure.”
“So, you slept with her.”
He had just reached the door frame to the room and that statement made Jin stop right there. He would not have expected Kazuya to be that blunt about it.
“I haven’t even kissed her yet.”
Kazuya looked up at him. “So, she’s just naturally sensitive.”
Jin shrugged a shoulder. “I really like her and I think she really likes me, as well. She is of that innocent type; holding hands is a huge step for her. That kind, you know.”
Nodding, Kazuya avoided looking at Jin. “You really like her, huh?”
The older one moved closer. “She’s a nice girl.”
“But you didn’t kiss her so far.” Kazuya bit his lip, as if to hold back, but then he added: “You kissed me, though.”
Slightly laughing, Jin closed the distance, stopped in front of Kazuya. He had his hands buried in his pockets. “As you’ve said; it’s a physical attraction between us.”
Not answering that, Kazuya looked down again.
“Even so”, Jin continued, “you think it’s more like I’m cheating on you meeting her?”
Kazuya shrugged a shoulder, avoiding looking at Jin. They still stood close, but none of them was touching the other. “Depends on which of us you feel more attached to.”
“You said you’d want to try again, didn’t you?”
“We never really tried before”, the younger one answered. “But I feel deciding against trying to be with you was wrong back then, yes.”
Jin smiled. “In that case, it’s you I feel attached to.”
Kazuya still didn’t raise his head to look at Jin. Instead, he reached out his hands, gently put them to the other boy’s waist. “It’s hilarious, but ever since I met you again, I’ve been thinking about when exactly I’d get the chance to just finally make out with you.”
Tensing, Jin bit his lip to not react to that intentionally. He’d been the same; even though he couldn’t say where exactly that feeling came from.
“But not tonight”, Kazuya added. “If you say you’ll break up, then I’ll be able to wait for another night.”
Jin smiled slightly, closed his arms around Kazuya’s figure and pulled him against his chest. “I want to stay.”
“I won’t make you leave.”
Nodding, Jin finally felt something in him fall into place, making something complete that hadn’t been before.
“You know we don’t have to touch or kiss or anything”, Kazuya suggested. “It’s just fine if you lie next to me.”
Jin nodded, pressing his lips to Kazuya’s temple, though. “It’s fine, yeah.”
Kazuya pulled away a bit and smiled at Jin, that honest smile, calm and gentle, Jin had fallen in love with years ago. It also reminded him that after all, Kazuya probably really hadn’t changed that much; that he really still was a child and not ready yet.
But he was as far as to acknowledge his feelings now and that was enough for Jin. It was a base he could use to make Kazuya see they were doing the right thing.
Taking Jin’s hand, Kazuya pulled him over to his room and they didn’t talk, as they sat down at the bed. Only, when Kazuya took a deep, nervous breath, Jin tilted his head to throw him a look and a grin.
“It’s difficult, huh?”
Kazuya nodded. He literally wanted to jump Jin and he knew it was the same for the older one. “Tell me something. About the past two years.”
Jin fell back to his back, stared at the ceiling; frowning. “I graduated from school, came here and attended university.”
Kazuya smiled at how Jin lacked any details. “Did you keep in touch with Koki and the others?”
Jin nodded. “Koki wouldn’t leave me alone.”
“But you made friends here, too.”
“Pi kept asking me to join your agency, that’s why I somehow got to know him and the others.”
Kazuya nodded, before he shifted to lean with his back against the wall, his eyes directed at Jin’s face. “You’ve never been someone showing off.”
“I am not the type becoming a model. It’s like prostitution.”
Laughing, the brunette shook his head. Then he realised having heard that before. “Yamashita said something about a friend viewing it that way.”
“Well, if you’re comfortable with that”, Jin just said. “I wouldn’t want to do it.”
“It’s bearable”, Kazuya clarified dryly.
It fell silent between them again and Kazuya gripped the blanket from where he had pushed it to before, when he had gotten out of bed to open the door. He held it out to Jin and the older boy shifted, spreading the blanket over them.
“Did you relapse, after I went away?”
Jin smiled, fidgeting the fabric beneath his hands. “I told you when I came to take you back home that I had refused that day’s offer.”
Back home, Kazuya thought and he looked at Jin. It strangely made his heart feel so very heavy. He had been so utterly wrong to reject Jin back then.
“After that, maybe two or three asked, but somehow everyone had grasped that I had stopped the routine.” Jin lifted his gaze to Kazuya and shrugged a shoulder. “Everyone knew the reason, too.”
Kazuya blinked, his lips parting slightly in shock. “They knew about us?”
“After having dated you, I suddenly didn’t want to date another person anymore. It was obvious, wasn’t it?”
For a moment, Kazuya didn’t answer that, then he managed to nod. “It most likely was.”
“How about you?”
He looked up, met Jin’s gaze. “You mean…”
Jin smirked. “Did you get around practising a little more?”
Kazuya blushed at that, turned his head. “Idiot.”
“You were calling it that, if you remember.”
Not answering that, he shifted closer to Jin, threw him another look. “I didn’t.”
Nodding, Jin tilted his head back, avoiding looking at Kazuya. He didn’t know what to say, so instead he reached out his hand and pulled Kazuya into his arms.
“Jin…”
“Nothing happens, Kazuya”, he assured the younger one. “I’m just holding you.”
Giving in, Kazuya returned it, nuzzled closer. It felt just like back then when they had cuddled up in Jin’s bed, after they had kissed in the rain.
Kazuya liked the feeling of being that close to Jin, of being held like that.
“You know you should not have left yesterday morning”, Jin told him then.
Frowning, Kazuya tilted his head, pushed Jin back to lay down with him. “Why?”
Jin shrugged, looking at Kazuya’s face. “It would have been nice waking up next to you.”
Kazuya smiled. “Do you have to leave early tomorrow morning?”
“I only have classes at two.”
“Me, too”, Kazuya answered and his fingers started playing with Jin’s. “We can sleep in and have breakfast together.”
“Sounds nice”, Jin agreed. “We could spend the morning lazily in bed.”
“I don’t think that’s safe.”
Jin smirked, shifted closer, didn’t meet any resistance, as he pressed his lips gently to Kazuya’s. “You gave up on all safety when you told me to stay.”
Not answering, Kazuya just looked at Jin, licked his lips slowly, as if he was thinking. But whatever it was that went through his mind, that he was about to say, he didn’t have a chance to voice it, since Jin grasped the nettle of the moment and rolled over, straddled Kazuya and kissed him again.
His lips took control of Kazuya’s and he devoured them, let his tongue slip over them, between them to deepen the kiss. Kazuya moaned into it, arched beneath Jin, but didn’t reject any of his moves.
“We agreed not to kiss”, he hissed between kisses, trying to catch his breath.
“I kissed you before, so it doesn’t matter anymore.” Jin threw him a short look, a serious one, making Kazuya grasp that he meant it. His hands ran over Kazuya’s hips, to his stomach and beneath the shirt, caressing the smooth skin.
The younger one gasped, bit his lip. “That’s more than just kissing, Jin.”
Jin didn’t think it was necessary to answer that, so he just bent his head again, kissing Kazuya once more, before his lips travelled down his chin and jaw to the crook of Kazuya’s neck.
“Jin, stop”, Kazuya reminded him half-heartedly, as he tangled his fingers into the dark strands of Jin’s hair, pulled him closer. Jin’s lips were sucking at that spot, where his vein was pulsing hard and fast, making Kazuya sigh in pleasure.
When Kazuya arched again, Jin knew, felt, he had gone too far, heard Kazuya panting, his own hand way too close to where it shouldn’t be.
Jin withdrew, saw the red spot at Kazuya’s neck and sat up, meeting his hazy eyes. “Sorry”, he tried to sound calm, but his voice wasn’t as steady as he wanted it to be.
“God”, Kazuya murmured and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. “We just can’t be that horny. That’s abnormal.”
Jin smirked slightly, leaning in again to peck Kazuya’s lips once more, just lightly and gently. “It’s not. Really, it’s not.”
Kazuya swallowed thickly, opening his eyes to look at Jin. “How am I supposed to sleep now?”
“We can stay up for a little longer, kissing.”
“Great idea, that’ll help me cool down”, Kazuya answered sarcastically.
Chuckling, Jin slid down next to Kazuya again, brushing his hair out of his own face. “I already said Sorry.”
Kazuya couldn’t help but laugh at that. Following a sudden idea, he shifted closer and pulled at the collar of Jin’s shirt, tugging it down as far as could. He saw the necklace and pulled it from under the fabric, pulling Jin in at it to give him another kiss.
Jin nuzzled close and with the pendant between his fingers, Kazuya closed his eyes. It was comfortable like that, Jin’s warm breath against his neck, his hands at Kazuya’s waist, holding him against Jin’s body.
It was even nicer, Kazuya thought and smiled happily, to know, to be sure, they would still lie that close in the morning.
They’d break up this evening, Kazuya thought and looked up at the sky, taking a deep breath. Jin had promised to give him a call and come see him afterwards.
He’d tell that girl that they’d have to part, that he was in love with someone else and that it wouldn’t be fair to stay with her. Kazuya really hoped she would understand that, wouldn’t make Jin feel bad with crying or anything.
It was strange, but Kazuya didn’t know a thing about her. Jin hadn’t even told Kazuya her name. Only, that she was a nice girl, sensitive and apparently worth Jin’s attention.
But maybe it was better Kazuya didn’t know. After all, he wouldn’t want to have an image in mind of the girl he had cheated on with her boyfriend.
Jin had said it wasn’t cheating, since they hadn’t slept with each other, but in Kazuya’s mind sharing a bed, holding each other, exchanging kisses and touches - that pretty well was cheating.
It had been his fault this morning. They had slept long: it had been past eleven when Kazuya had blinked his eyes open. He had lain sprawled over Jin and it had been just too tempting to use that advantage and wake Jin in a sensitive way.
It had turned out to be a bit too sensitive for both of them, so they had ended up beneath a cold shower - each on their own, of course - cooling down from Kazuya’s attempt to wake Jin.
At least, he had left Jin a love bite, as well; on his shoulder, though.
Afterwards, they had had breakfast together, joking around, talking about university, sports and friends, forgetting the time. So, Jin had left in a hurry to catch a train and get to university in time.
Something between them, some chemistry was just working out so very well. It felt nice, the way they could talk, the way they were stimulating the other, the way it felt, when they simply looked at each other.
“Kazuya!”
He turned with a frown. Training had just ended, it was half past seven already and Kazuya just wanted to go home, shower and wait for Jin’s call or for him to show up in front of Kazuya’s door.
It was Tegoshi approaching him, a broad smile in his face. “Let’s go to a festival!”
Kazuya tilted his head. “Eh?”
“Tonight! It’s Tanabata. Let’s go to Ueno Park, there’ll be a huge festival.”
Puzzled, Kazuya couldn’t react straight away. “Right now?”
Tegoshi shook his head. “We can meet there at eight.”
“I don’t think…”
“Come on, everyone’s going!” Tegoshi held up his phone, so Kazuya could read the message. It was from Yamashita, telling Tegoshi to come and bring Kazuya, as they would all go there together. “I just called him and he said he’ll bring Ryo-kun and Akanishi’s going to be there, too.”
“Jin is going to be there?” Kazuya looked from the display to his friend.
“Yamashita said so. It’ll be fun.”
If Jin was there, then it would be fine, Kazuya assumed. He probably had broken up already and the festival was a good place to meet. After that, they could go home together.
“Alright”, Kazuya agreed. “I’ll go home and change. We’ll meet everyone at eight?”
Tegoshi nodded. “Make sure you wear a Yukata.”
“I will.”
The others would only come at eight, Jin thought, as he walked beside Mirai through the crowd; from one stall to the other, looking at things. He let her talk cheerfully, left her believing things were fine, that this was a date.
Somehow, it was difficult to find the right time to say what he wanted to say. After all, it was a date, so he didn’t really know how to handle it.
So, he kept quiet, pretended everything was fine. He’d probably just spend the evening with her and tell her when he’d bring her home later. That was easiest for them and he wouldn’t feel so very bad for making her suffer on an occasion like this.
They walked around for a while, until they sat down on a bench to eat some snacks. Jin offered to get some something to drink and left Mirai for a while there, having to walk for a bit, before he found a stall selling drinks. It did him well to have a moment to his own and he noticed it was already after eight.
He’d have to call the others to tell them he wouldn’t meet with them tonight.
As he came back, Mirai had finished her melon bread, as well, thanking him for the soda he had brought and they sat for a little longer, resting and talking, before they went on, passing stall after stall.
“Ah, let’s play one of the games”, Mirai said and pointed to a stall to shoot prices. She looked pretty, wearing a dark blue Yukata with a floral pattern in white. Her hair was pinned up with pretty clips, curly as always and she wore some subtle make-up.
Jin noticed lots of guys staring at her. After all, she was a pretty girl and not just because of her looks, but also because she had a gentle and nice aura. Everyone saw her smile was honest.
Jin smiled at her. “Okay, what would you like?”
“The turtle is cute, isn’t it?”
Jin followed her gaze, looking at the soft toy. He thought about the irony for a moment, but tried not to let her see his uneasiness. “Okay, I’ll try that one then.”
She nodded and stepped back then, watching Jin aiming. He missed the first shoot, cursing under his breath, before he tried the second time. This time, he hit it and the soft toy fell from the shelf.
Mirai clapped her hands, congratulating him and thanked him happily, as the stall owner handed her the toy.
She held it up to Jin’s face, moving it and laughing. “Look, it’s so cute and soft.”
“I’m happy you like it.”
She nodded and looked up at Jin again. “That’s the first time ever someone won a price for me. Thanks so much.”
Avoiding returning her look, Jin shook his head. “You’re welcome.”
She stood for a moment; it was getting dark already, the sun was setting in the west, dipping everything in a warm and gentle light. Then she got to her toes, before Jin could predict what she was about to do and pressed her lips to his.
Hesitant and gentle; soft and innocent.
And Jin couldn’t reject it.
Kazuya was late.
Tegoshi looked at his watch, still waiting for Kazuya. The others had gone ahead already, but Tegoshi had said he’d wait for Kazuya.
It was just five minutes past eight, so Kazuya wasn’t that late, he thought and leaned against the fence behind him. He watched the crowd, saw some girls pointing at him, whispering and he smiled sweetly for them.
Then his attention got caught by a girl and he tilted his head, frowning.
Without spending a second thought, Tegoshi hurried over and stopped in front of the girl in the blue yukata, sitting at a bench, eating a melon bread.
“Mirai-chan?”
She looked up at him and blinked twice, then she made a surprised noise. “Tegoshi-kun!”
“It’s really you”, Tegoshi said and sat down next to her. “Did you come to a Tokyo university, too?”
Mirai nodded. “It’s nice to see you again. How are you doing?”
“Everything’s perfect”, Tegoshi answered and grinned. “How about you? Are you here with friends?”
She held back a huge grin and nodded shyly.
“Ah, so you’re here with your boyfriend”, Tegoshi realised and nodded. “Where is he?”
“He just went to get us something to drink.”
“I see, I see.” He looked over to the fence, saw Kazuya still wasn’t there. “Let’s exchange numbers, okay? We have to meet and talk about old times.”
She nodded and they both saved each other’s number, before Tegoshi got up again. “Have fun tonight, Mirai-chan and say hello to your boyfriend from me.”
She nodded. “You have fun, too. I’ll see you soon.”
Tegoshi waved at her and then went back to keep waiting. He got distracted, though, as a few members of his soccer team passed by; he greeted them and they talked for a while, so when he looked over to the bench again, Mirai was gone already.
He tilted his head and decided that it didn’t matter - he hadn’t been that curious for her boyfriend, however.
In that moment, Kazuya approached him, panting and apologized for being late.
“What kept you so long”, Tegoshi wanted to know. “It’s already half past eight!”
“I am sorry, I was…” trying to call Jin, telling him he wouldn’t come and they would meet later. But the older one had kept his mobile off, so Kazuya had come late, deciding to go after all.
“Yeah, whatever”, Tegoshi said and pointed to the stalls. “Let’s go catch up on the others.”
Kazuya just nodded and they walked into the crowd together. They didn’t find the other guys, but stopped at a few stalls, buying snacks and drinks.
“Ah, I wanted to tell you”, Tegoshi said then. The girls kept staring at him, as Kazuya noticed. He wore a red Yukata with white star pattern and had clipped one side of his hair back. He looked rather girlish, but yet just the way Kazuya knew him. He himself looked rather plain compared. His Yukata was a plainly light blue without any pattern and he wore his hair tied in a loose tail.
“What is it”, Kazuya asked absently, being more interested in the phone straps he was looking at.
“I just met Mirai-chan; do you remember her?”
Kazuya’s hand stopped and he turned to Tegoshi slowly.
How could he forget about her? The girl he had been in love with for the very first time, soo deeply; the girl he had confessed to, getting rejected with a gentle smile and a pitiful look.
“She is here?”
Tegoshi nodded. “She just sat over at a bench there and I saw her. She’s here with her boyfriend, she told me”, Tegoshi said and took one phone strap with a skull and a soccer ball attached to pay. “She gave me her number, though. Let’s meet up sometime with her, alright? It’d be nice, don’t you think?”
Kazuya just stared at him, speechless, way too puzzled to react.
He had forgotten about her, had replaced all those memories; he had met Jin.
Tegoshi didn’t really notice Kazuya hadn’t answered and moved on, pointing at a stall to catch goldfishes. He went ahead and still a bit numb from what Tegoshi had just told him, Kazuya followed him, taking a deep breath.
It’d be okay; the whole issue about her didn’t bother him anymore. That was over; what he had felt for her was nothing compared to what he had felt two years ago. What he was about to feel for Jin now.
He turned and a bit taken aback, he absently watched the crowd. Until he saw Jin at a stall across from him. He just wanted to call Tegoshi back, telling him he had found the others, as he noticed there were no others.
Wanting to approach him, Kazuya felt a smile tugging at his lips, as he saw that Jin hit the price - a turtle soft toy, what made him smile even more. But then he stopped and froze, when he noticed the girl standing a bit offside clapping her hands, coming over to Jin and taking the toy.
Kazuya stared at them, saw Jin smiling honestly at her, before he turned his look and shaking his head, looking so very shy.
He realised he hadn’t seen Jin ever looking like that before.
Kazuya couldn’t see the girl, she stood with her back to him and he wondered what kind of personality she had, what kind of girl she was to bring out a side of Jin like that.
The sun was dipping everything into a warm, glimmering orange tone and it seemed just too perfect, all the people in the crowd walking around them, leaving a distance to that perfect couple. And Kazuya couldn’t take his eyes off of it, as she leaned in and kissed Jin.
He couldn’t help admit they looked perfect in that moment.
Admit it, even though his heart broke, as Jin made the image complete: pulling her closer and returning her kiss.
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Akira Shock!!!! (It's been a while that Iused this term XD) Jin is totally two-timing here and... it seems Mirai is not just any girl!
Everyone~ thanks for reading, please look forward to more drama :) And once again, thank you everyone for always, always being so kind!
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