Kanjani8 - Of Missing Shoes and Cell Phones - Hina/Maru
Title: Of Missing Shoes and Cell Phones
Fandom: Kanjani8
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Hina/Maru
Disclaimer: This is a fictional situation.
Notes: Repost time! This was my k8_exchange fic written for orangegreenlove. :D
Hina shows up at Maru's apartment in the middle of the night for the first time in recorded history.
"Can I use your phone?" He asks, looking like he's just gone through a trash compactor and come out the other end. His hair is a mess, face is dirty, shirt is torn and he's missing a shoe.
"Um... Shin-chan?" Maru asks. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I just lost my cell phone. Can I use yours?"
Maru is speechless while he takes his phone out of his pocket. Hina, unfazed, flips it open immediately and his fingers fly across the keys.
"Hey, I lost my phone! Is the party still going on? Ah. Uh huh. I see. In the river? Oh. Yeah. I'll need to get a new one then. Well I'll see you guys next week, don't stay out all night!" He flips the phone shut and hands it back to Maru (whose hand hasn't moved since he offered it up in the first place).
"Can I use your shower?" Hina asks.
There are a lot of things Maru wants to ask (and some things he's thinking it's better if he doesn't know) but he figures if Hina looks this beat up then the least he can do is offer the guy his shower. Although it's not like he's being anything less than his normal, cheerful Hina self about it.
"I'll get a towel..." Maru says. Hina finally comes all the way inside, closing the door behind him and removing his shoe at the entrance.
He laughs a little.
"Do you need to borrow a shoe, too?" Maru asks.
"I don't think we wear the same size!" Hina laughs. He pulls his shirt off and starts making his way to Maru's shower, where Maru really gets a good look at him in the stronger light. He looks like he's been in a fight or something. There is a bruise on his left shoulder and some other scratches and things. Not to mention that he looks dirty all over. What happened to him?
Maru comes back with a towel, and Hina's already in the bathroom with the door closed. It's not like it should be a big deal for him to just go inside. Really it isn't like he hasn't seen Hina naked before! Or any of the members for that matter. They've shared hotel rooms together, dorms, lived on tour busses... But it suddenly feels different now because something's... happened to Hina. Maybe. Maru's sure if he asks, Hina will brush it off like it's nothing, but he's never come to Maru's place in the middle of the night with bruises and scratches before.
Maru realizes just how long he's been standing against the door when he starts to feel the steam seeping through the doorframe. Hina's probably in the shower now, so he figures he can just slip the towel inside unnoticed. He opens the door slightly, but it doesn't go as planned...
Hina's not in the shower. The water is running and the room is thick and steamy, but he's standing naked in front of the foggy mirror investigating the bruise on his shoulder that Maru noticed earlier. He's frowning a little and Maru thinks he's never really seen Hina like this. Quiet and somber and a little... off. In a different way from usual.
He realizes too late that Hina is going to... notice him there, obviously. And he does, all too quickly. He turns around and takes the towel out of Maru's hand and pushes him up against the back of the door. So quickly that Maru's breath is taken away. And when he presses their lips together, Maru can't help but respond in kind, kissing him back with just as much enthusiasm as Hina is kissing him.
Now. This isn't exactly where Maru intended to end up tonight. And he really has no idea what this is about or why or what Hina's even doing here but he'd be kidding himself if he didn't admit that... he's thought about it. Maybe even a few times. What Hina would be like if it were just the two of them. Like this. But now it's happening so fast that Maru hasn't even had time to think about it. Are there consequences? Is this really a good idea? Hina's pressed tightly against him, naked and unabashed, and Maru finally gets together the nerve to touch his skin, his back. He may not know where Hina's been tonight, but if this is going to help him somehow... then Maru is okay with that.
"You should at least get out of those clothes," Hina says. His voice is low and rough and it's a little embarrassing just how easily Maru is turned on by it. Is this the reason Hina came over in the first place? If it was, he sure didn't show it when he first came in the door, all tousled and looking like he'd just been run over by a truck (but surprisingly unaffected...).
Maru starts to take his shirt off, but Hina pulls it over his head quickly, impatiently. It only makes Maru even more excited, and he slips out of his belt only to have Hina unzipping his pants hurriedly and dropping them to the floor. Hina pushes against him and Maru can feel just how hard he is. Is makes him flush a little. Of course he likes being pushed around by Hina even when there isn't anything remotely sexual about it. But adding this element to it is just too much for Maru to take. He reaches boldly for Hina's dick, wanting to feel it in his hand. But Hina holds his wrist back and says, "No, you first."
It's a whirlwind, but Hina drops to his knees right in front of Maru and he's confused, but excited, and doesn't last long because how in the hell is he supposed to when Hina is doing that. It's just the way he might have imagined Hina to be, if he'd ever really given this kind of detailed thought to it. He's quick, efficient, straightforward about the whole thing. Maru watches his cock disappear into Hina's mouth a few times and then can't hold back anymore. It's too much. He comes quickly and knees buckle. He holds onto the doorknob and tries not to sink all the way to the floor.
"Ah," Hina says. "Wait for me."
"Eh?" Maru asks, a little dazed.
"On the bed," he says. "I haven't taken my shower yet!"
"Yeah, but..."
"I'll be right there," Hina says, then all but shoves Maru out of the room.
The thing is that Hina and Maru have always gotten along out of a kind of... mutual unspoken understanding. They let each other be the way they are. They take trips and travel together and enjoy themselves in their own ways. Hina loves giving Maru (and everyone) a hard time and Maru gets a kick out of it. It's the way things have always been.
But really trying to understand Hina is an entirely different beast. Maru stumbles toward the bed, still a little confused at his unceremonious dismissal from the bathroom, and lies back on the bed. He's still naked, clothes left on the bathroom floor. Hina said to wait for him... but what did he mean?
He lies on his back for a while, just listening to the sounds of the water in the shower. He's still a little worried about the condition Hina's in, but he's sort of seemed like himself just a moment ago. Even if he was doing things Maru had never anticipated.
The water shuts off and he can hear Hina stepping out of the tub. Now Maru's thinking about him again. The way he looked just moments before, naked and on his knees in front of him. Maru's imagining him with water trailing down his body, his skin, and... now Maru's entirely turned on again. He wonders if that's what Hina's anticipating when he steps out of the shower because, well...
"Where do you keep your condoms?" Hina asks, first thing when he steps out of the door.
Maru stares for a moment. Then registers the question. "Um," he says.
"Bathroom? Bedroom?"
Hina's not even wearing the towel Maru brought for him. And even though he's dried off, he's still a little wet, his hair sticking to the sides of his face and small droplets moving down his collarbone.
"Um... top drawer?" Maru says, wondering if he even still has any. It's kind of been a while since he had the need for one, but he doesn't want to tell Hina that. When Hina turns around, Maru still sees that bruise on his shoulder. It's bothering him, and he still wants to ask Hina what's going on, but... just like in the bathroom, Hina makes it impossible to ask when he pulls a condom and a small tube out of the drawer quickly and straddles Maru on the bed. It's a little difficult for Maru to think about anything else when Hina is stroking him roughly and pushing him hard into the bed, promising everything Maru could have ever wanted if he'd only knew he wanted it this bad.
"Shin-chan..." he says when Hina pushes a finger inside of him. "Just... tell me something first."
Hina pauses, looking a little afraid like maybe he thinks Maru is going to confess to him or something. And Maru's heart jumps a little at the way he draws that conclusion so quickly. He... files that away in his mind to think about later (...hopefully much later...) and just asks what's been on his mind the whole night. "Are you okay...? I mean... your shoulder and, um. Your phone and your shoe..."
A smile spreads across Hina's face and he looks a little like he's trying to stop himself from laughing. Then he just laughs, shaking his head and getting immediately back to the business at hand of getting Maru ready and Maru just takes Hina's reaction as it is. That maybe he's okay. And maybe Maru doesn't need to worry. Or try to think about what this is and why because maybe it just doesn't matter.
Maybe it's just one of those Hina things that he does on the spur of the moment. Just rushing towards things without thinking about them first. Maru can't say he minds right now because it feels good enough with Hina's fingers inside of him, but when he pulls them out and replaces them with his dick it's even better. Hina moves slowly at first, restrained and giving them both time to adjust. But he settles into a quick rhythm that's just perfect for Maru. He pulls Maru's hips so he's at just the right angle to be hitting just the right spot and Maru swears that maybe he can see stars. He's breathing hard and clutching the sheets and that's when Hina starts stroking him again. A couple of times and Maru's gone.
He's still catching his breath while Hina keeps fucking him, strong and fast Maru just likes watching him. The way the muscles in his shoulders move, his still-drying hair curling up in odd waves. Hina exhales heavily, thrusts inside one last time and then just kind of flops on top of Maru, but Maru's feeling too good to say anything about it.
There is some tissue on the table next to the bed and Hina reaches for it mostly without moving, but he finally rolls off of Maru eventually and Maru is finally able to breathe again. Hina isn't that heavy and he wonders if maybe he was holding his breath.
"Oh!" Hina says, slipping under the blanket. It's a little funny to Maru that he didn't really ask if he could stay the night, but Maru doesn't mind. "We were just watching the game."
"Huh?"
"You asked about the bruise," he says.
"...and the phone and the shoe..."
Hina laughs. "You know how soccer fans get! You should come and watch the game with us next week!" He's slapping Maru on the back and laughing like it's no big deal. And Maru isn't going to bring up the fact that he just kind of... spent the whole night worrying pointlessly, even though Hina might get a kick out of it.
"That's okay," Maru says.
Hina turns off the light.
"But you can come stay over here afterwards if you want..."
Maru's pretty sure Hina's asleep when he says it. And he sort of mumbled it into the pillow anyway. But the same time next week there is a knock on Maru's door. In the middle of the night. This time he's got both of his shoes, but his jacket is missing a sleeve and he's somehow wearing half a pair of sunglasses.
"Can I use your phone?"
Fandom: Kanjani8
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Hina/Maru
Disclaimer: This is a fictional situation.
Notes: Repost time! This was my k8_exchange fic written for orangegreenlove. :D
Hina shows up at Maru's apartment in the middle of the night for the first time in recorded history.
"Can I use your phone?" He asks, looking like he's just gone through a trash compactor and come out the other end. His hair is a mess, face is dirty, shirt is torn and he's missing a shoe.
"Um... Shin-chan?" Maru asks. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I just lost my cell phone. Can I use yours?"
Maru is speechless while he takes his phone out of his pocket. Hina, unfazed, flips it open immediately and his fingers fly across the keys.
"Hey, I lost my phone! Is the party still going on? Ah. Uh huh. I see. In the river? Oh. Yeah. I'll need to get a new one then. Well I'll see you guys next week, don't stay out all night!" He flips the phone shut and hands it back to Maru (whose hand hasn't moved since he offered it up in the first place).
"Can I use your shower?" Hina asks.
There are a lot of things Maru wants to ask (and some things he's thinking it's better if he doesn't know) but he figures if Hina looks this beat up then the least he can do is offer the guy his shower. Although it's not like he's being anything less than his normal, cheerful Hina self about it.
"I'll get a towel..." Maru says. Hina finally comes all the way inside, closing the door behind him and removing his shoe at the entrance.
He laughs a little.
"Do you need to borrow a shoe, too?" Maru asks.
"I don't think we wear the same size!" Hina laughs. He pulls his shirt off and starts making his way to Maru's shower, where Maru really gets a good look at him in the stronger light. He looks like he's been in a fight or something. There is a bruise on his left shoulder and some other scratches and things. Not to mention that he looks dirty all over. What happened to him?
Maru comes back with a towel, and Hina's already in the bathroom with the door closed. It's not like it should be a big deal for him to just go inside. Really it isn't like he hasn't seen Hina naked before! Or any of the members for that matter. They've shared hotel rooms together, dorms, lived on tour busses... But it suddenly feels different now because something's... happened to Hina. Maybe. Maru's sure if he asks, Hina will brush it off like it's nothing, but he's never come to Maru's place in the middle of the night with bruises and scratches before.
Maru realizes just how long he's been standing against the door when he starts to feel the steam seeping through the doorframe. Hina's probably in the shower now, so he figures he can just slip the towel inside unnoticed. He opens the door slightly, but it doesn't go as planned...
Hina's not in the shower. The water is running and the room is thick and steamy, but he's standing naked in front of the foggy mirror investigating the bruise on his shoulder that Maru noticed earlier. He's frowning a little and Maru thinks he's never really seen Hina like this. Quiet and somber and a little... off. In a different way from usual.
He realizes too late that Hina is going to... notice him there, obviously. And he does, all too quickly. He turns around and takes the towel out of Maru's hand and pushes him up against the back of the door. So quickly that Maru's breath is taken away. And when he presses their lips together, Maru can't help but respond in kind, kissing him back with just as much enthusiasm as Hina is kissing him.
Now. This isn't exactly where Maru intended to end up tonight. And he really has no idea what this is about or why or what Hina's even doing here but he'd be kidding himself if he didn't admit that... he's thought about it. Maybe even a few times. What Hina would be like if it were just the two of them. Like this. But now it's happening so fast that Maru hasn't even had time to think about it. Are there consequences? Is this really a good idea? Hina's pressed tightly against him, naked and unabashed, and Maru finally gets together the nerve to touch his skin, his back. He may not know where Hina's been tonight, but if this is going to help him somehow... then Maru is okay with that.
"You should at least get out of those clothes," Hina says. His voice is low and rough and it's a little embarrassing just how easily Maru is turned on by it. Is this the reason Hina came over in the first place? If it was, he sure didn't show it when he first came in the door, all tousled and looking like he'd just been run over by a truck (but surprisingly unaffected...).
Maru starts to take his shirt off, but Hina pulls it over his head quickly, impatiently. It only makes Maru even more excited, and he slips out of his belt only to have Hina unzipping his pants hurriedly and dropping them to the floor. Hina pushes against him and Maru can feel just how hard he is. Is makes him flush a little. Of course he likes being pushed around by Hina even when there isn't anything remotely sexual about it. But adding this element to it is just too much for Maru to take. He reaches boldly for Hina's dick, wanting to feel it in his hand. But Hina holds his wrist back and says, "No, you first."
It's a whirlwind, but Hina drops to his knees right in front of Maru and he's confused, but excited, and doesn't last long because how in the hell is he supposed to when Hina is doing that. It's just the way he might have imagined Hina to be, if he'd ever really given this kind of detailed thought to it. He's quick, efficient, straightforward about the whole thing. Maru watches his cock disappear into Hina's mouth a few times and then can't hold back anymore. It's too much. He comes quickly and knees buckle. He holds onto the doorknob and tries not to sink all the way to the floor.
"Ah," Hina says. "Wait for me."
"Eh?" Maru asks, a little dazed.
"On the bed," he says. "I haven't taken my shower yet!"
"Yeah, but..."
"I'll be right there," Hina says, then all but shoves Maru out of the room.
The thing is that Hina and Maru have always gotten along out of a kind of... mutual unspoken understanding. They let each other be the way they are. They take trips and travel together and enjoy themselves in their own ways. Hina loves giving Maru (and everyone) a hard time and Maru gets a kick out of it. It's the way things have always been.
But really trying to understand Hina is an entirely different beast. Maru stumbles toward the bed, still a little confused at his unceremonious dismissal from the bathroom, and lies back on the bed. He's still naked, clothes left on the bathroom floor. Hina said to wait for him... but what did he mean?
He lies on his back for a while, just listening to the sounds of the water in the shower. He's still a little worried about the condition Hina's in, but he's sort of seemed like himself just a moment ago. Even if he was doing things Maru had never anticipated.
The water shuts off and he can hear Hina stepping out of the tub. Now Maru's thinking about him again. The way he looked just moments before, naked and on his knees in front of him. Maru's imagining him with water trailing down his body, his skin, and... now Maru's entirely turned on again. He wonders if that's what Hina's anticipating when he steps out of the shower because, well...
"Where do you keep your condoms?" Hina asks, first thing when he steps out of the door.
Maru stares for a moment. Then registers the question. "Um," he says.
"Bathroom? Bedroom?"
Hina's not even wearing the towel Maru brought for him. And even though he's dried off, he's still a little wet, his hair sticking to the sides of his face and small droplets moving down his collarbone.
"Um... top drawer?" Maru says, wondering if he even still has any. It's kind of been a while since he had the need for one, but he doesn't want to tell Hina that. When Hina turns around, Maru still sees that bruise on his shoulder. It's bothering him, and he still wants to ask Hina what's going on, but... just like in the bathroom, Hina makes it impossible to ask when he pulls a condom and a small tube out of the drawer quickly and straddles Maru on the bed. It's a little difficult for Maru to think about anything else when Hina is stroking him roughly and pushing him hard into the bed, promising everything Maru could have ever wanted if he'd only knew he wanted it this bad.
"Shin-chan..." he says when Hina pushes a finger inside of him. "Just... tell me something first."
Hina pauses, looking a little afraid like maybe he thinks Maru is going to confess to him or something. And Maru's heart jumps a little at the way he draws that conclusion so quickly. He... files that away in his mind to think about later (...hopefully much later...) and just asks what's been on his mind the whole night. "Are you okay...? I mean... your shoulder and, um. Your phone and your shoe..."
A smile spreads across Hina's face and he looks a little like he's trying to stop himself from laughing. Then he just laughs, shaking his head and getting immediately back to the business at hand of getting Maru ready and Maru just takes Hina's reaction as it is. That maybe he's okay. And maybe Maru doesn't need to worry. Or try to think about what this is and why because maybe it just doesn't matter.
Maybe it's just one of those Hina things that he does on the spur of the moment. Just rushing towards things without thinking about them first. Maru can't say he minds right now because it feels good enough with Hina's fingers inside of him, but when he pulls them out and replaces them with his dick it's even better. Hina moves slowly at first, restrained and giving them both time to adjust. But he settles into a quick rhythm that's just perfect for Maru. He pulls Maru's hips so he's at just the right angle to be hitting just the right spot and Maru swears that maybe he can see stars. He's breathing hard and clutching the sheets and that's when Hina starts stroking him again. A couple of times and Maru's gone.
He's still catching his breath while Hina keeps fucking him, strong and fast Maru just likes watching him. The way the muscles in his shoulders move, his still-drying hair curling up in odd waves. Hina exhales heavily, thrusts inside one last time and then just kind of flops on top of Maru, but Maru's feeling too good to say anything about it.
There is some tissue on the table next to the bed and Hina reaches for it mostly without moving, but he finally rolls off of Maru eventually and Maru is finally able to breathe again. Hina isn't that heavy and he wonders if maybe he was holding his breath.
"Oh!" Hina says, slipping under the blanket. It's a little funny to Maru that he didn't really ask if he could stay the night, but Maru doesn't mind. "We were just watching the game."
"Huh?"
"You asked about the bruise," he says.
"...and the phone and the shoe..."
Hina laughs. "You know how soccer fans get! You should come and watch the game with us next week!" He's slapping Maru on the back and laughing like it's no big deal. And Maru isn't going to bring up the fact that he just kind of... spent the whole night worrying pointlessly, even though Hina might get a kick out of it.
"That's okay," Maru says.
Hina turns off the light.
"But you can come stay over here afterwards if you want..."
Maru's pretty sure Hina's asleep when he says it. And he sort of mumbled it into the pillow anyway. But the same time next week there is a knock on Maru's door. In the middle of the night. This time he's got both of his shoes, but his jacket is missing a sleeve and he's somehow wearing half a pair of sunglasses.
"Can I use your phone?"