[One shot] Omiai. Part 2/2.
Title: Omiai
Author: geminib
Beta: tsuchi8562
Banner: tsuchi8562
Pairing: MatsuMiya
Genre: Romance
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: No, these guys are not mine...
Summary: "If the hill will not come to Mahomet, Mahomet will go to the hill". Francis Bacon, 1625.
When Jun went to send Jin home, Kazu finally got out under the bed and went to the bathroom on his shaking legs. Pitiful, all he could think was, how pitiful he looked. He brushed his teeth and spit in the sink. It was impossible for him to see me! It was just an optical illusion…". Hearing Jun's steps, his whole body tensed, but nothing happened, just his housekeeper bedroom door's sound, quietly shutting.
***
The next morning he ate his breakfast and washed the dishes.
"Did you enjoy your breakfast today?" Was the question behind his door when Jun returned home.
"You don't have to do it."
"But I really want to. I brought you some packed ramen from the bar… and a melon pan." He paused.
"I'll leave it here, eat when it's still hot."
Kazu heard the sound of the tray placed in front of his room. Slowly he opened the door and took the tray in. Jun wasn't there. He ate his ramen, almost without chewing the noodles and burning his mouth and saved the melon pan for later. He opened the door and placed the empty tray on the floor, when the splashing sounds got his attention.
Like hypnotized, he followed the sound. The bathroom door was open and he peeped, freezing at the sight of Jun's naked body under the stream of water. He could see it clear now in the bathroom's full light, the wet milky skin, the long black hair, the perfect round ass and the broad shoulders.
Feeling his own arousal, he stepped back until he was again in his room behind the locked door, touching himself.
***
The day tomorrow he ate his breakfast again.
After the breakfast he cleaned his room for the first time for the past three years. He just threw everything. Every garbage, old stinking t-shirts and empty plastic food containers, old magazines and torn college books, everything was thrown to the garbage.
Only when he finished dusting and then washing the floor, he allowed himself to rest. Taking a long shower, he couldn't stop thinking about Jun's broad shoulders, a stream of hot water falling on them, running down the spine towards the butt crack.
***
"I'm home!" Jun put the groceries on the kitchen's counter and looked around. Kazu's room was opened. It was clean, smelling fresh and Jun smiled to himself.
***
Kazu soaped himself, gently stroking his erection, the sights of the passed days came back and the moans echoed in his head. His hand moved faster and a loud moan escaped his throat, when his sperm forcefully landed on the shower ceramics.
***
Jun leaned at the other side of the door, heavily breathing. He shook his head and left the house quietly, taking the groceries with him.
***
The evening passed slowly and Matsumoto wasn't back from work yet. Kazu sat in the living room and patiently waited. It was certainly the time for him to return from work. He always called when he was late… maybe something bad happened to him… he was involved in an accident… bank robbery… yakuza fighting…
The short guy rubbed his temples, trying to drive bad thoughts out. When the waiting became unbearable, Kazu went to his room and searched in his pants. "The bar!" He put on his jeans and one of the t-shirts his mother used to buy for him, which he never even put on. Thirty minutes later he was standing in front of the bar, where Jun worked.
The door opened and a couple of hugging men went out. Kazu looked at the sign… it supposed to be a regular bar and pushed the door.
It was dimmed inside and very crowded. People were drinking, talking to each other. Heavy smoke filled the bar and he couldn't find his way among all these people. When his eyes become adjusted to the lighting, he realized that all were men.
"Hello sweetie! Can I buy you a drink?" A soft voice near his ear made his stomach to cramp.
He turned to the voice and saw a younger guy, wearing leather jacket on yellow V neck t-shirt, looking with a devilish smirk straight into his eyes.
"Tha… thank you…" he mumbled. "I don't…"
"Neeh! It's all right!" The pretty boy smiled at Kazu and waved, "Two beers, please!"
The bartender turned to face them and his eyes landed on Kazu. Seconds later, he was drugged through the main door by Jun.
"What are you doing here?!" The bartender seemed angry.
"You were late…" For his major embarrassment, Kazu felt his cheeks blushing and tried to turn away.
"We are having a party today… so… Did you worry about me?" Matsumoto held Kazu's hand, but the latter pulled it away.
"Why did you drag me out? Obviously I belong here… and the guy was also cute." Kazu still couldn't look back.
"You don't know this guy, he is a teaser, so stay away from Ryo."
"What about you? Do you also stay away from those guys?" Kazu finally turned to face Jun.
"I am trying to…"
"Jun-Jun!" Kazu recognized this voice and the pretty face that appeared after the voice belonged to Jin. The owner of the silky brownish hair, slipped his hand around Jun's waists, hugging him and pulling him closer. Jin's lips closed on Matsumoto's neck, sucking the white skin, leaving a wet mark from the earlobe down to his collarbone. Jun pushed him, still looking at the man in front of him.
Kazu walked away, without turning back.
***
"Kazu… Kazu…" He heard Jun's voice behind the door.
"Go away…" Kazu leaned on the door from inside. "You begin to sound like my mother… Just leave me and go!"
"I can't and I don't want to!" Jun's voice was low.
"You don't have to… I will be okay alone."
"No!" He heard Jun's steps and a door slamming.
***
He didn't touch his breakfast the next day and never opened his door. Jun found the empty tray with the dinner in front of Kazu's door. Sighing, he threw the food and washed the dishes, when the doorbell rang. It was Jin.
Kazu heard the bell as well and pressed his ear to the door, trying to figure what they were talking about. He couldn't understand a word from their whispering and then he heard the door closing. They were gone, that mean the house was empty. Kazu wanted to eat, he starved himself the whole day.
Slowly opening the door he went to the kitchen, made a sandwich and a glass of tea.
His legs led him to Jun's room and he pushed the door, entering. The mirror was in front of the door and he remembered Jun's gaze on him, having an orgasm…
Kazu looked in the mirror at himself. What am I thinking about?. He was short, plain face, thin lips, regular brown eyes… even his hands were small. There was nothing at all about him… in comparison to that gorgeous Jin… with all his silky hair, long waving lashes and delicate fingers.
. He sighed remembering the way Jin licked his roommate's neck a few days ago. There was nothing he could do anyway. He gave up romance a long time ago. Romance! he laughed. There is no way that this elegant, good looking and sophisticated bastard will even notice an insignificant and ugly guy like him. He opened the closet and sniffed the air.
Preoccupied, he didn't hear the steps, until the door opened behind.
"Well… well…" Jun stood there, amused, his hands were crossed on his chest. "I never knew you'd be interested."
"I am not! Just wanted to check if you stole something!" He pushed him away and stormed out.
Of course he was interested! He was dreaming about this stupid intruder for the past days, while touching himself in his sleep. He was longing for him on his lonely days at home, missing their talk through the door… The bastard's fucking memory was ridiculously associated in his mind with melon pan, his favorite… as stupid at it seemed, when he actually thought about it.
He washed the face in the bathroom, when he sensed the other's presence and turned to face this intruder.
The taller man approached closer and soon Kazu was pressed with his back to the sink.
Matsumoto leaned forward and placed his both hands on a mirror behind Kazu, trapping him like that in between. His head slowly leaned towards till their lips were just a few centimeters away.
"It did seem like that to me…" He whispered.
"Go!" His confident voice sounded now like a pitiful plea.
Jun's body pressed to his. "I think your body is telling me the truth now." And he rubbed their crotches together just to prove Kazu that he was right.
Pushing the man away with both hands, that's all he wanted to do, but instead his head moved closer and he grabbed the bastard by his shirt, crossing the space between, sticking his tongue between those soft parted lips, just to erase his annoying, stupid smirk.
***
Jun pulled Kazu's t-shirt up, trapping his arms together, locking on his dark nipples, making the shorter one to twist his flexible body in order to get rid of the shirt and then to catch Jun's, pulling it. Buttons scattered all over the shower and the taller man moved his hands, letting his shirt to fall down on the floor. Kazu's hands grabbed Jun's waists, sliding into his jeans, squeezing the butt cheeks, then slipping along the waist line to the zipper and unbuckled the belt.
Moaning, getting rid of their clothes, hectically trying to find a way to the bed, any bed… they landed on Jun's soft mattress. The tall guy placed a kiss on Kazunari's lips and whispered, "Just enjoy tonight…" and then he dived down leaving a wet trace down his chin, neck, chest, sucking and squeezing the nipples, down the navel, down, down… tongue twirling around the tip, the hot soft lips closing tight.
"I… stop….!" hands pulled Matsumoto's hair, but he just pushed them away and grabbed Kazu's ankles, pulling them back, exposing his entrance, licking, sticking his tongue and moaning loudly.
"Oh, god!" A scream of surprise and pleasure escaped the latter's throat. He moved against the skilled tongue, fucking it, feeling the blood rushing to the tip of his pulsating cock, on the verge of the explosion, when Matsumoto's fingers replaced his tongue, stretching, finding his prostate gland, rubbing against.
"I am coming… I…"
Matsumoto pulled out and tore the condom wrap. He spread the lube on Kazu and slowly pushed.
Surprisingly it didn't hurt like his first time, maybe because he had no time to think about it. He just lost himself, till he came between their bodies, without even being touched, when Jun followed him, bending over, biting his lover's lips, sucking his moans.
***
When Jun went to the toilet, Kazu slowly rolled over and sat on the bed. His gaze fell on Jun's wallet which fell of his pocket. Careful, looking at the door, he opened it and a piece of paper fell down. He bent to pick it up.
"You said you fell in love with this picture from the first site. So make him happy. I trust you, Jun. As you said, when you first asked me for his photo…. It's like on omiai…" It was his mother's handwriting. He turned the paper. It was his old picture from the college…
"Omiai…" Kazu whispered… his heart beating fast, "Oh, thank you, mom…" A tear fell down his cheek.
Then he saw Jun's silhouette leaning on the lintel, the light from the corridor framed his naked body, he seemed so beautiful in that light, it squeezed his heart.
"You looked so cute on that picture. I fell for you on the spot… it took me two years to convince your mother. Now when… you saw it…" Jun approached closer… "Any regrets?" He almost exhaled it.
Kazu just pulled him on the bed and hugged tight.
"Never…" He whispered to his lover's neck, "Never!"