I uploaded two songs that inspired me in writing Kamen (and there were just so many more, but I'll probably upload those another time!) a while ago, so today, I want to share those two songs that inspired me in writing Seven Days.

One influenced me on my decision how to end that fic and the other is just, well... it kind of disribes their ( Read more... )

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It had taken the whole night, but when Jin came to school the next day, he was sure that what he felt towards Kazuya was bare disgust.

Probably even hate.

He hadn’t slept at all and usually, after nights like the one he had gone through, Jin wouldn’t even think about going to school. Instead, he would sleep long, catch up on all the sleep he had ( Read more... )

Jin hated how he had lacked sleep for the whole week.

First the night he had spent at the river with Kazuya, just lying there and watching the stars. Then the night they had spent in the rain and from then on, he hadn’t slept well one single night.

He usually wasn’t like that and usually, he wouldn’t spend second thoughts on the person he was dating ( Read more... )

“Don’t come and pick me up!”

Jin frowned, as he held the mobile between his ear and shoulder, washing his bowl. “Okay?”

“I’ll come to yours in about fifteen minutes”, Kazuya said at the other end of the line. “Don’t show up close to our place.”

“I probably shouldn’t”, the older one asked, as he put the bowl back and turned, leaning against the sink ( Read more... )

Everything had broken down, Kazuya thought, so why should he try to save anything now? It didn’t matter anymore and he should just take what he could get.

In the end, there would be nothing left, however.

As Jin’s lips met his, he stared into the other one’s eyes, opened his lips to let Jin have his mind. But Kazuya kissed him back, didn’t let Jin ( Read more... )

Kazuya was rather surprised that Jin paid that much attention to him suddenly. Again, he had picked the younger one up that morning, had brought him to his classroom and as he saw Jin appearing in the door frame again in their lunch break, Kazuya stared at him in confusion.

The girls all turned their heads, when the door was pushed open and Jin ( Read more... )

When Kazuya left the house the next morning, he was surprised to find Jin standing in front of their gate, waiting.

The night before had been rather strange. Kazuya didn’t really want to admit it, but the urge to see Jin had been huge and he had felt slightly embarrassed about it.

He hadn’t been able to tell Jin what it had been that had set him ( Read more... )

Kazuya looked to his right, watching the street, fixing the corner at the end. He stayed like that for a few minutes, then he turned it to the other direction, watching the empty street.

With a sigh, he checked his watch and since he only had ten minutes left to get to school, Kazuya decided to leave.

Jin hadn’t shown up to pick him up.

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