Multi-chapter | Our Story | chapter 1 part 2
When they finally got to Jin’s place, Jin told Kazuya to go to sit on the bed while he gets the first aid kit. Jin walked to the bathroom, took the kit, and when he walked back, he saw the whore standing in front of his bed. “This would be a lot easier if you’d sit.”
“Oh,” Kazuya looked at the bed, before turning back to Jin. “I was afraid it might get some blood stains, so..”
“Just sit.” he sighed, walked closer and pushing Kazuya gently to sit on the bed. He took a piece of cotton, and put some disinfectant on it. He didn’t bother to say it might hurt a bit, but when he patted it on the corner of Kazuya’s lip, he leaned a bit back, voicing out a groan of pain. “Take it like a man.” he said then, pulling Kazuya a bit closer and patting it softly against the bruise.
“Oh, you know I take it like a man.” Kazuya made a small smirk, and when Jin’s gentle pat changed into pretty much a causing more pain action, he laughed out it was only a joke. Jin took a band aid and placed it on the corner of Kazuya’s lip, to cover the bruise. Then he turned to the kit, closing it. He stood up and headed back to the bathroom. When Jin closed the cabinet after him, he heard soft steps walking closer to him.
“Thank you.” Jin turned to see Kazuya, looking slightly embarrassed, which didn’t look as bizarre as Jin would’ve imagined. It was sort of weird to hear those words from him, though. He knew it wasn’t for treating the wound. It was for saving him, helping him with those two men, and most importantly for not asking what they wanted. Jin didn’t answer. He just smirked, leaning on the sink. “I was wondering..” he stepped closer to Jin, wrapping his arms around Jin’s waist. “If I could stay the night at your place?”
“No.”
Jin looked at Kazuya, who pouted, but didn’t let go. Instead he pressed his head against Jin’s chest, and Jin was afraid he could actually hear his heartbeat. Kazuya was feeling how warm Jin actually was, for such a cold person. “You don’t have to pay.. for it.”
“No.” Jin answered again, and Kazuya released him, taking his phone. Jin had to wonder why he couldn’t simply just go home. Maybe he lived so faraway that trains didn’t go there with such an hour. “I can take you home.” he said then, but when Kazuya ignored him, he felt the anger coming again. Fine, suit himself, search for place to stay. Not his problem.
Jin looked at the whore walking few steps away from him, holding his phone against his ear. “Hey man! How’s tricks? How’s the herpes?” he made a small pause, looking like he was being yelled at. “Alright, calm down, it was a joke.” Suddenly Jin realized something. This man was a whore. And Jin slept with him. What if he wasn’t clean? Kazuya talking about herpes made him realize Kazuya might have something. It’s not something he could just ask, but he had the right to know, even if they used a condom. He saw Kazuya looking at his phone, pressing some buttons before holding it against his ear again. “Goro! Man! I need a favour mate,” he said, and briefly continued. “Can I stay at yours?” he nodded against the phone, but then sighed. “Oh come on, it’ll be a laugh.” Jin blinked few times, when the whore seemed to be scolded at, and when his jaw dropped, Jin thought it couldn’t be good. “You don’t mean that!” he said then. “You don’t!” he insisted. “Well I don’t believe you.”
When he was hanged up on, Jin leaned on his hand. It seemed this could take awhile. When Kazuya found another number to call in, Jin started to do the basic stuff he usually did before going to sleep. He walked to his bathroom, hearing Kazuya laughing on his phone, not really caring what he was laughing about or who he was talking with. He took his shirt off, throwing it into the laundry before he took his toothbrush, put a bit of toothpaste on it and started brushing his teeth. He walked past Kazuya noticing he got his eyes on Jin. “Focus on your phone call.” Jin said, brushing his teeth, not giving the younger one the attention he clearly wanted.
Suddenly Kazuya started talking on the phone again. Perhaps he was waiting for someone to pick up the phone. After all, it was 3 in the morning. “Chang! Changy-boy! The Chang-master!” he laughed, but sighed soon after. “Nah, no, it’s okay. I’ll find somewhere else.” he said then, and Jin looked at him. He hadn’t even counted how many calls the man had made. And none of them was taking him? Wow, his friends must hate him. “No, no. I’m good. I’m good.” Jin saw Kazuya sighing deeply, and closing the phone again. “Can I borrow your phone? The battery died in this crappy thing.” he said then, looking at Jin, who couldn’t really talk, because his mouth was full of toothpaste. He walked to the bathroom, and soon walked out of it, moving to his bedroom. About a minute later, he came out, not with a phone, but a pillow and a blanket.
“You take the couch.” he said, throwing the blanket in Kazuya’s arms, before walking to his door and putting on safety lock, just in case. Now no one could get in, even if they had the key. “But no funny business, you get out in the morning, and we’ll never see each other again.”
“Fine.” Kazuya smiled at Jin, and he felt like this was the first time he saw such a genuine smile from the whore. He walked to the couch, putting the pillow on the edge of it, sitting on the couch. “Do you have an early morning tomorrow?” Kazuya asked then, catching Jin’s attention.
“Why?” he asked, pulling off his shirt, wearing only jeans, boxers showing under them.
“It’s called conversation. And I was wondering if we- or I could watch TV.” Kazuya said, but it sounded more like a question to Jin.
“I have to get up in,” Jin turned to see the clock, noticing it’s almost 3:30AM. “Five hours.”
“Oh.” Kazuya said then, sounding disappointed.
“Night.” Jin said then, leaving the living room. Not getting an answer, or not at least hearing it didn’t really mind Jin. He stripped his jeans, and basically jumped into his bed, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep for a while. There was a whore in his house, a male whore to be strict. Nervous was the wrong word to use on his feelings, but he was feeling something similar. When Jin heard his bedroom door opening, he closed his eyes, for reasons he didn’t know himself. Maybe he wanted to know what the whore was doing. Stealing something perhaps? Jin had his back to the door, so even if his eyes were actually open, Kazuya wouldn’t see it. He has his hand between his face and his pillow. It’s just a habit he has used to sleep with. When he felt the whore sitting next to him, he couldn’t fight the urge to turn around and look at him. He couldn’t throw the words ‘what the actual fuck’ out of his mouth but he was sure his expression got it patched up.
“I don’t think I can do this without giving you something.”
“Huh?” Jin’s voice came out as a groan, when Kazuya’s hand had suddenly slipped on his cock, rubbing it on top of the fibre of his boxers. Jin had no time to argue with words when his mouth was shut by Kazuya’s lips, and he could feel the band aid on the corner of his lip, but what surprised him the most, wasn’t what Kazuya was doing, it was the fact that he was answering to the kiss, and he hadn’t even noticed that his hand had moved on Kazuya’s upper back, sliding up, running through his hair, actually pulling him closer. And less than a second later Kazuya was planting his knees on either side of Jin and looking him up and down. And Jin didn’t mind him looking, but he felt his face heat up when Kazuya let out a low whistle and pressed another kiss on his lips. Jin wasn’t sure what they were doing, or what Kazuya meant with giving something, but when Kazuya told him to turn around, Jin found himself obeying. Jin was stretched out on his stomach, legs spread. Jin swallowed hard when Kazuya knelt between his legs, hands on the back of his thighs. Jin felt Kazuya pulling his boxers down. And when Kazuya threw them on the floor, Jin turned around again cause if they were doing this, Jin was going to actually see it, and even if he had no idea what ‘this’ meant, he was going to go with it, cause he had a hard on, and he was never going to admit it, even to himself, but his body wanted it. Jin groaned and closed his eyes, head dropping back against the mattress, and when Kazuya leaned forward and wrapped his lips around the head of Jin’s cock he let out a moan and reached down to push his fingers through Kazuya’s hair. Kazuya worked his mouth as far down as he could get, breathing through his nose. When Jin’s fingers tightened in Kazuya’s hair, and when he murmured, “Oh God.” Kazuya pulled back for a brief second.
“Suck.” he said then, bringing his fingers on Jin’s mouth.
“Huh?”
“You don’t have lube, so suck.” he demanded, and when Jin did, Kazuya couldn’t help but to moan. He wasn’t sure if he moaned on what he felt, or what he saw. The older one sucking his fingers was something that could not be explained by words. When Jin pulled off his mouth, Kazuya let his fingers slide on Jin’s opening and pressed two fingers in. Jin felt him circling the spot a few times. Kazuya smirked on Jin’s face, as he was clearly so new in all of this and when he gripped Jin’s dick, he leaned in to wrap his lips around it again and slide his tongue over the head. Jin groaned when he felt Kazuya’s fingers getting deeper, his hand back in Kazuya’s hair as Kazuya worked two fingers in and out of him. His hips rocked a little harder with each twist of Kazuya’s fingers, moan after moan escaping him, and when his grip in Kazuya’s hair tightened, Kazuya pulled off far enough to keep himself from choking and buried his fingers in Jin as he came. Kazuya waited until Jin relaxed into his mattress before he pulled his mouth off Jin’s dick, fingers still buried inside him and Kazuya pulled out almost all the way before he pushed them back in again. He watched his fingers working in and out of Jin, listening to Jin’s strangled moans until finally he reached down and grabbed Kazuya’s wrist.
“You’re killing me.” Kazuya smirked as he worked his fingers free as carefully as possible, then he climbed over Jin and pressed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth. Instantly an arm slid around his waist, pulling Kazuya down until he was stretched out on top of Jin. Kazuya sighed against Jin’s mouth, and when a tongue pushed past his teeth, Kazuya moaned. Jin hadn’t clearly got enough so when Kazuya murmured an amount of money against his lips, he groaned. “Wasn’t this giving me? Not offering me.” he asked then, sitting up to leaning on his elbows.
“Then I’d just be the guy you fucked. And spent the night.”
Without answering, Jin stood up and walked to the jeans he was wearing that night, pulling them up before taking his wallet from the pocket. “You’re going to buy another necklace with the money. So fine.” so he said, but he actually thought that the whore just tricked him into this shit.
“No necklace can be worth that, so I don’t think I’ll buy another one.” Kazuya said, seeming to be on his own thoughts, but when Jin walked back with the money, he accepted it.
Jin knew Kazuya wasn’t going to ask if he could stay on the bed, and he didn’t know if he even wanted to, but when Kazuya just laid down on the bed, Jin had to give him a look. He never told Kazuya to leave, though. He just laid next to the whore, moving his arm to use as his own pillow again, and when Kazuya turned on his side, looking at Jin, he had to look back. Seeing the smirk on Kazuya’s face, he suddenly remembered the phone calls he was having awhile ago. “So I heard you don’t do anyone twice.”
“Oh, you looked me up?” Kazuya smirk grew. “Technically I haven’t done you yet so I’m still on the safe-zone. Why? Thought you were special or I’ve fallen for you or something?” he made a small chuckle.
“It’s called conversation.” Jin mimicked what Kazuya said earlier, getting slightly irritated of the way Kazuya just spoke. “By the way,” Jin looked at him, and didn’t think twice before asking. “Are you clean?”
“Do you mean like my hygiene.. or-”
“Are you positive?” Jin particularised, and the look on Kazuya’s face changes so badly, Jin actually hoped he hadn’t asked. He looked like their conversation was going way too personal, and there was a drop of guilt in his look, so Jin guessed he was positive. Thank god they used condom last night. Didn’t they?
“What do you think?” he ended up answering.
“I think that I hope we used condom. You’re a whore.”
Kazuya seemed to be even more hurt by that comment than anything Jin had said so far. “I’d prefer male entertainer.”
“A whore is a whore.”
“Tch. I’m negative, don’t worry.” he said, and when he snuggled closer, Jin didn’t know how to react. “How does it feel?” he murmured against Jin’s skin.
“I wouldn’t have really minded, if we used a condom, that’s it.” Jin yawned, starting to actually get a bit tired, so he closed his eyes, and was ready to turn his back to the whore, and then he said it. Something to make Jin’s eyes fly open, and look at the whore rather long time, not knowing how to answer.
“To realise you’re gay.”
“I’m not gay.” Jin answered then, after awhile, and made Kazuya lift his head from the mattress. He looked at Jin, making a proper eye contact, and when Jin seemed to blush at their stare, Kazuya decided to explain to Jin properly, that no matter how much he denied it, he was gay.
“You’ve had sex with a guy and let him finger fuck you, clearly enjoyed each time, and you tell me you’re not gay?”
“The fact that I enjoy sex with men doesn’t mean I’m gay.” Jin said, realising how it sounded after actually saying it.
“Um, hate to break this to you but, yeah, it does.”
Jin didn’t answer to that anymore. He wasn’t gay, he just haven’t had sex in awhile. Some day soon, he’ll hook up with a girl and prove himself, he’s not gay, he can’t be, he doesn’t want to be, and that means he’s not. “Shut up.” he ended up saying, closing his eyes, and when he felt a pair of lips on his, he made an instant, half automatic pout to answer the kiss, and when he heard Kazuya whispering ‘Good night’ against his lips, he realized what just happened.
TO BE CONTINUED