Oretachi no Omoide - Chap 16
Chapter 16: In which lonely hearts just hurt each other…
Toma mumbled a weak ‘Tadaima!’ when he arrived home then kicked off his shoes and headed to his room. Jun turned hi glance from the TV to Toma when the younger boy entered the room but he went to his room without even looking at Jun. And this totally dumbfounded Jun.
Ever since Jun yelled at Toma, he did everything not to bother the model. He even fled the kitchen or the living room immediately when Jun entered whichever room though he was always blushed furiously. But till this far, Toma never ignored Jun.
Jun didn’t like to admit it even to himself that he was hurt over Toma’s obedience. Somewhere deep in his heart, he might hope that Toma won’t give up getting close to him…
He got up from the couch and sneaked to Toma’s room. He hesitated a bit but then knocked softy; after getting nothing as a response he opened the door. The younger guy laid curled up on his bed with his back to the door. The door was dark and Jun wondered if the younger might already fall asleep…
“Did something happen?” he asked finally whispering.
Toma made a small movement. He pulled his pillow closer to his chest as he wanted to be curled up more to be able to disappear from the world but he didn’t answer to Jun’s question. Maybe he didn’t even hear it. The model waited a bit more then stepped closer to the bed and repeated his question.
“I thought we don’t ask about each other’s life…” Toma muttered silently and it was hard to Jun to understand his words.
Jun sighed at this.
“I won’t apologize to you so don’t wait for it!” he said coldly though he knew that he’s unfair to Toma. It was obvious that the younger boy had enough problems without Jun’s bitching.
To Jun’s words Toma sat up, dropping the pillow in his lap and stared angrily at the model.
“I don’t want you to apologize! I just want to know why you hate me so much. It wasn’t me who chased Aiba-chan out here! And it isn’t my fault that Aiba-chan is in love with Sakurai-kun and not you!” Toma shouted angry.
This caused frozen silence in the room immediately.
Toma didn’t want to object his love to Jun. One can’t chose who to fall for, Toma knew it way to well. And nevertheless, he hated to think about it cause it made his heart ache…
Jun didn’t know Toma knows his crush on Aiba. How could he know it?
“I don’t know what you are talking about…” Jun mumbled pouting and crossed his arms over his chest.
“Of course you don’t…” Toma said and his tone made it obvious that he knows that Jun’s lieing. He laid back to his former position with his back to Jun. “And I would appreciate if you leave me alone now… I had a hard day…”
Jun stood there for while though trying to convince himself that he’s not heartbroken over the fact Toma practically kicked him out his room. But in the end he could do nothing but obey Toma’s order and left the room…
Toma ignored him to the rest of the week. Though it wasn’t really different from his former attitude, he left the room as soon as Jun entered just he always looked at the model with annoyed glances.
The younger guy knew he’s childish. Because it wasn’t Jun he was angry at but his father and his crazy plan. (Though it concerned a bit the model as well even he didn’t know it yet…)
Toma laid stretched out on the couch watching some silly TV show knowing that Jun will arrive home any minute so he will have to spend the rest of the evening in his room or going out… Just when he heard the front door opening he’s phone started to ring too. Toma got up from the couch to gather his mobile from the small table between the couch and the TV where he left it.
“Moshi-moshi?... Oh, hi there, Aiba-chan!” Toma said cheerily.
Jun chose this very moment to enter the living room. He stopped immediately when he heard Aiba’s name and looked at Toma. The younger guy looked back at him while listened to whatever Aiba was blabbing about.
“You’re really serious about this?” he asked from the caller without turning his gaze from Jun. “No! I didn’t mean it like I don’t want to go!” he added quickly. “Okay… okay, Friday, I got it… Yeah, I’ll tell it to him too…” Toma nodded. “Ne, Aiba-chan, do you have some time right now?... No, I’m just bored… There’s nothing interesting at home…” Toma whined a bit then soon smiled beamingly.
Jun never saw him like this and somehow he wished he would be like this with him too…
“Okay, I’ll be there in half an hour… Ja ne!” with this Toma hang up.
He grabbed his wallet and keys from the table where they were and headed toward the front door while he tried to stuff the items into his pockets. But when he wanted to pass next to Jun, the model grabbed his upper arm to stop him.
“Where are you going?” he asked demandingly.
“Oh, so now, I not just have to report you what I did but I have to ask your permission to step out here?” Toma snapped angrily. He hated that he always argued with the model but he couldn’t stand anymore the way Jun treated him. “As far as I remember it was you who decided we’re not even friends so you don’t have any right to demand to tell you what I do, where I go or with who I am!” with this Toma shrugged off Jun’s hand.
But Jun didn’t let it go that easily and followed the younger to the entrance hall.
“As long as you live in my place, I have all the right to ask anything from you!”
“Oh, give me a break, Matsumoto, you’re not my father!” Toma barked back as he took his sneakers. His hand was on the doorknob already when he stopped and turned back to Jun. “Oh, before I forget, Aiba-chan gives a party tomorrow, he wants you too to be there…” he said with plain voice then left the apartment shutting the door closed hard.
A few hours later Toma arrived home dead tired but happy. The apartment was total dark so he decided not to turn on any lights so he won’t wake up Jun if he fell asleep. But when he wanted to cross the living room he kicked something so he changed his mind. That something turned out to be a beer can and it wasn’t the only one in the room. Normally Jun kept his home neat and clean so it’s understandable if Toma was surprised seeing the living room in that state. A dozen of beer can was threw to the floor, the small table was tipped over the pillows was everywhere… It was like a small typhoon destroyed the room and Toma guessed this “typhoon” was named Matsumoto Jun…
He just didn’t understand what made the model this upset.
He sighed and shook his head walking toward his room. He was too tired to clean up this mess right now. Anyway, this mess won’t go anywhere till the morning…
He opened his room’s door but there he found another surprise. Super model Matsumoto Jun was sleeping in his bed!
“What the…?” Toma mumbled and sighed again.
He walked to his bed and started to shake Jun’s shoulder (not too softly) to wake him up.
“Oi! Wake up, Matumoto! It’s my bed if you don’t know…” he said aloud.
Hearing the voice Jun groaned and turned to his back making Toma loose his balance.
The younger boy let out a small yelp before landed on the model’s chest. He tried to get up immediately but Jun hugged his waist, keeping him there.
“Don’t go…” he mumbled with closed eyes and the strong smell of alcohol hit Toma’s nose.
“Let go of me!” Toma protested and hit Jun’s shoulder with his fist trying again to break free.
“No!” Jun said and turned there position till Toma found himself pinned at the bed under Jun’s body and it made his heartbeat quicken that instant.
Jun looked at the boy under him with half closed eyes before bent down and started to kissing and sucking at the soft skin of Toma’s neck. Toma moaned unwillingly as Jun’s lips touched his skin and he felt his face burning.
“Wha… what are… you… doing…?” he stuttered embarrassed over the pleasure he felt.
Jun just hummed something as an answer and never stopped sucking and licking Toma’s neck up to his ear. Meanwhile his hand roamed under the younger boy’s shirt touching the soft skin he found there and humped his growing erection to Toma’s hips.
Toma couldn’t hold back a pleasured whimpered b ut even he enjoyed Jun’s ministration… He didn’t want it to happen like this…
“Stop… this… Jun… You’re drunk…” he managed to say and tried to push Jun away the third time.
“I’m not that drunk… Ma-chan…” Jun mumbled into his neck.
Hearing this Toma’s eyes widened and he froze totally. When he snapped back to his senses Jun’s hands was busy with his pants already.
“No!” Toma cried out with teary eyes and gathered all his strength to push Jun away.
He run out the room, stumbled through the living room to the bathroom where he locked up himself crying…
A/N: okay, this chapter was totally about Jun and Toma, mostly Toma (I surprised even myself with this) but here goes the angst (or a part of it:P) you wanted so much;) hope you'll like it...
anyway: HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Nino (though wasn't in this chap) and to Betzi-chan (who's lucky enough to share the Brat's birthday;))
Toma mumbled a weak ‘Tadaima!’ when he arrived home then kicked off his shoes and headed to his room. Jun turned hi glance from the TV to Toma when the younger boy entered the room but he went to his room without even looking at Jun. And this totally dumbfounded Jun.
Ever since Jun yelled at Toma, he did everything not to bother the model. He even fled the kitchen or the living room immediately when Jun entered whichever room though he was always blushed furiously. But till this far, Toma never ignored Jun.
Jun didn’t like to admit it even to himself that he was hurt over Toma’s obedience. Somewhere deep in his heart, he might hope that Toma won’t give up getting close to him…
He got up from the couch and sneaked to Toma’s room. He hesitated a bit but then knocked softy; after getting nothing as a response he opened the door. The younger guy laid curled up on his bed with his back to the door. The door was dark and Jun wondered if the younger might already fall asleep…
“Did something happen?” he asked finally whispering.
Toma made a small movement. He pulled his pillow closer to his chest as he wanted to be curled up more to be able to disappear from the world but he didn’t answer to Jun’s question. Maybe he didn’t even hear it. The model waited a bit more then stepped closer to the bed and repeated his question.
“I thought we don’t ask about each other’s life…” Toma muttered silently and it was hard to Jun to understand his words.
Jun sighed at this.
“I won’t apologize to you so don’t wait for it!” he said coldly though he knew that he’s unfair to Toma. It was obvious that the younger boy had enough problems without Jun’s bitching.
To Jun’s words Toma sat up, dropping the pillow in his lap and stared angrily at the model.
“I don’t want you to apologize! I just want to know why you hate me so much. It wasn’t me who chased Aiba-chan out here! And it isn’t my fault that Aiba-chan is in love with Sakurai-kun and not you!” Toma shouted angry.
This caused frozen silence in the room immediately.
Toma didn’t want to object his love to Jun. One can’t chose who to fall for, Toma knew it way to well. And nevertheless, he hated to think about it cause it made his heart ache…
Jun didn’t know Toma knows his crush on Aiba. How could he know it?
“I don’t know what you are talking about…” Jun mumbled pouting and crossed his arms over his chest.
“Of course you don’t…” Toma said and his tone made it obvious that he knows that Jun’s lieing. He laid back to his former position with his back to Jun. “And I would appreciate if you leave me alone now… I had a hard day…”
Jun stood there for while though trying to convince himself that he’s not heartbroken over the fact Toma practically kicked him out his room. But in the end he could do nothing but obey Toma’s order and left the room…
Toma ignored him to the rest of the week. Though it wasn’t really different from his former attitude, he left the room as soon as Jun entered just he always looked at the model with annoyed glances.
The younger guy knew he’s childish. Because it wasn’t Jun he was angry at but his father and his crazy plan. (Though it concerned a bit the model as well even he didn’t know it yet…)
Toma laid stretched out on the couch watching some silly TV show knowing that Jun will arrive home any minute so he will have to spend the rest of the evening in his room or going out… Just when he heard the front door opening he’s phone started to ring too. Toma got up from the couch to gather his mobile from the small table between the couch and the TV where he left it.
“Moshi-moshi?... Oh, hi there, Aiba-chan!” Toma said cheerily.
Jun chose this very moment to enter the living room. He stopped immediately when he heard Aiba’s name and looked at Toma. The younger guy looked back at him while listened to whatever Aiba was blabbing about.
“You’re really serious about this?” he asked from the caller without turning his gaze from Jun. “No! I didn’t mean it like I don’t want to go!” he added quickly. “Okay… okay, Friday, I got it… Yeah, I’ll tell it to him too…” Toma nodded. “Ne, Aiba-chan, do you have some time right now?... No, I’m just bored… There’s nothing interesting at home…” Toma whined a bit then soon smiled beamingly.
Jun never saw him like this and somehow he wished he would be like this with him too…
“Okay, I’ll be there in half an hour… Ja ne!” with this Toma hang up.
He grabbed his wallet and keys from the table where they were and headed toward the front door while he tried to stuff the items into his pockets. But when he wanted to pass next to Jun, the model grabbed his upper arm to stop him.
“Where are you going?” he asked demandingly.
“Oh, so now, I not just have to report you what I did but I have to ask your permission to step out here?” Toma snapped angrily. He hated that he always argued with the model but he couldn’t stand anymore the way Jun treated him. “As far as I remember it was you who decided we’re not even friends so you don’t have any right to demand to tell you what I do, where I go or with who I am!” with this Toma shrugged off Jun’s hand.
But Jun didn’t let it go that easily and followed the younger to the entrance hall.
“As long as you live in my place, I have all the right to ask anything from you!”
“Oh, give me a break, Matsumoto, you’re not my father!” Toma barked back as he took his sneakers. His hand was on the doorknob already when he stopped and turned back to Jun. “Oh, before I forget, Aiba-chan gives a party tomorrow, he wants you too to be there…” he said with plain voice then left the apartment shutting the door closed hard.
A few hours later Toma arrived home dead tired but happy. The apartment was total dark so he decided not to turn on any lights so he won’t wake up Jun if he fell asleep. But when he wanted to cross the living room he kicked something so he changed his mind. That something turned out to be a beer can and it wasn’t the only one in the room. Normally Jun kept his home neat and clean so it’s understandable if Toma was surprised seeing the living room in that state. A dozen of beer can was threw to the floor, the small table was tipped over the pillows was everywhere… It was like a small typhoon destroyed the room and Toma guessed this “typhoon” was named Matsumoto Jun…
He just didn’t understand what made the model this upset.
He sighed and shook his head walking toward his room. He was too tired to clean up this mess right now. Anyway, this mess won’t go anywhere till the morning…
He opened his room’s door but there he found another surprise. Super model Matsumoto Jun was sleeping in his bed!
“What the…?” Toma mumbled and sighed again.
He walked to his bed and started to shake Jun’s shoulder (not too softly) to wake him up.
“Oi! Wake up, Matumoto! It’s my bed if you don’t know…” he said aloud.
Hearing the voice Jun groaned and turned to his back making Toma loose his balance.
The younger boy let out a small yelp before landed on the model’s chest. He tried to get up immediately but Jun hugged his waist, keeping him there.
“Don’t go…” he mumbled with closed eyes and the strong smell of alcohol hit Toma’s nose.
“Let go of me!” Toma protested and hit Jun’s shoulder with his fist trying again to break free.
“No!” Jun said and turned there position till Toma found himself pinned at the bed under Jun’s body and it made his heartbeat quicken that instant.
Jun looked at the boy under him with half closed eyes before bent down and started to kissing and sucking at the soft skin of Toma’s neck. Toma moaned unwillingly as Jun’s lips touched his skin and he felt his face burning.
“Wha… what are… you… doing…?” he stuttered embarrassed over the pleasure he felt.
Jun just hummed something as an answer and never stopped sucking and licking Toma’s neck up to his ear. Meanwhile his hand roamed under the younger boy’s shirt touching the soft skin he found there and humped his growing erection to Toma’s hips.
Toma couldn’t hold back a pleasured whimpered b ut even he enjoyed Jun’s ministration… He didn’t want it to happen like this…
“Stop… this… Jun… You’re drunk…” he managed to say and tried to push Jun away the third time.
“I’m not that drunk… Ma-chan…” Jun mumbled into his neck.
Hearing this Toma’s eyes widened and he froze totally. When he snapped back to his senses Jun’s hands was busy with his pants already.
“No!” Toma cried out with teary eyes and gathered all his strength to push Jun away.
He run out the room, stumbled through the living room to the bathroom where he locked up himself crying…
A/N: okay, this chapter was totally about Jun and Toma, mostly Toma (I surprised even myself with this) but here goes the angst (or a part of it:P) you wanted so much;) hope you'll like it...
anyway: HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Nino (though wasn't in this chap) and to Betzi-chan (who's lucky enough to share the Brat's birthday;))