“Aw, how romantic,” Masaki gushed when Jun had related what had happened last night-except for the near-kiss. His best friend need not know that. The pair was working on some sketch projects on Jun’s kitchen table the next afternoon, but Jun couldn’t concentrate. Instead, he kept relapsing back to the moment when Satoshi leaned in and DIDN’T kiss him. How embarrassing. His lapses must have been obvious because Masaki finally called him on it and he ended up telling his best friend everything.
“No. Not romantic.” Jun shook his head. There was no way he would accept that. He went back on his sketchbook, forcing himself to concentrate on work rather than men.
“I remember when Kazu took me on our first date—shit.” Masaki clamped his mouth with his hands, eyes round as saucers, but Jun had caught his slip-up.
“What? You and Kazu? When? How?” Jun felt a tinged of jealousy and slight betrayal in him. He stared open mouth at Masaki.
“I’m sorry, Jun,” Masaki sighed, then placed himself directly in front of Jun, folding his hands around Jun’s. “We know you have a crush on Kazu-yes, Kazu knows about your crush, too,” Masaki added when Jun’s breath hitched, shocked, “but that was why we kinda hid our relationship from you. I didn’t know how to tell you. I'm so sorry. Please, forgive me.”
Jun didn’t know what to say, so when a moment flew by and still didn’t say anything, Masaki wrapped him in a bear hug, pinning Jun’s arms against his body. Masaki kept apologizing, and Jun couldn’t help laughing in spite of his frustration.
“Okay, okay. I forgive you, baka.” Masaki started pecking his face until Jun had to push him off. It was hard not to stay mad at the guy. “I guess I kind of knew there was something going on between you two, but I tried to ignore it.”
“So you gave us your blessing?” Masaki grinned.
“Yeah, sure—ah,” he squealed when Masaki poked his side. “Kidding. I’m just envious that you found a great guy. So not fair.”
Masaki placed his hands on both sides of Jun’s face and made him look at him straight on, his friend’s face all serious. “Jun-kun, you’ll find your man, promise. You just have to keep an open mind and an open heart.”
“That’s what friends are for,” Masaki said, getting up on his feet. “Now enough of this mushy crap. Let’s get back to work, boss.”
Jun chuckled, but followed his friend’s advice and continued working on some sketches.
Satoshi took a deep breath. It had been two weeks since he had gotten carried away by emotions and almost kissed Jun. Now, he sat in his car, once again, in front of the studio. He needed to make an appearance. He quickly alighted before he psyched himself out.
“Hey, Jun-kun.” Satoshi spread his arms open as he entered the door, plastering an easy smile on his face.
Jun frowned at him, as expected. He was in the middle of discussing something decoration related with a woman Satoshi had never seen before. Oops. He had unintentionally interrupted a client meeting. Jun whispered something to his client, then motioned for Masaki to talk to her as Jun stomped to Satoshi. He stumbled back a little, slightly anxious what Jun was going to do. He was glaring at him.
“Hey, sorry, I didn’t know you’d be with a client,” Satoshi said softly, but Jun gripped his arm and walked him away from the client’s earshot. Satoshi hissed in pain, but Jun wouldn’t let up his grip. He stole a side glance and saw Jun’s clenched jaw, making his face appeared more chiseled and masculine. Damn. He knew that Jun was handsome, but from this angle and his close in proximity, Satoshi could not lie to himself that the man was gorgeous beyond anything.
Jun pushed him against the wall. “What do you want, Ohno-san?” he practically growled. Satoshi took a moment to rub his sore arm, and looked around. He straightened up. “You took me up to your apartment, Jun-kun?”
“This is the only place I could yell at you in peace.” The man looked ready to throttle him.
“Look, I’m sorry, really. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I really didn’t know you had a client right now.” Satoshi looked around again. “You’re apartment is not bad. Why didn’t you just let me take some photos of this place.”
Jun pushed him by the shoulders to the wall. Annoyed, Satoshi pushed him back, only for Jun to trip back on the rug and fall back. Satoshi tried to grab his shirt to keep him from falling all the way down, but instead, crashed against Jun on the floor, landing on top of him. Jun wrestled him off, and pinned him on the floor. Satoshi tried to sit up, but Jun held him down.
“Why are you here, Satoshi?”
Satoshi looked him in the eye. Jun’s eyes narrowed and his forehead furrowed, but Satoshi could see that beyond the angry veneer, Jun was wary. Satoshi bit back his retort and softly said, “I was just coming to tell you that there is good news. Sho is back in Tokyo. He arrived yesterday.” Jun’s grip loosened and somehow Satoshi felt disappointed that Jun was letting him go. He couldn’t understand why he felt that way. True, he kind of like the way Jun felt over him, hovering over him, his beautiful face so close to his own that he could just lift his head and their lips would meet… Satoshi adamantly shook his head. No! What the hell, Satoshi? He mentally slapped himself.
“What’s wrong with you?” Jun was now sitting up, so Satoshi propped himself up with his elbows.
“N-nothing.” Satoshi sighed. Like hell he was going to admit that. “I’ll arrange your date with Sho in a few days. I’m just giving him some time to get settled.” Jun just nodded.
“Jun, wher—oh, sorry!” Kazunari stopped in his tracks as he entered the apartment, wide-eyed at seeing them on the floor. That was when they both realized that Jun was still straddling Satoshi. “Uh… sorry to interrupt.”
“Kazu, wait,” Jun called out, scrambling off Satoshi, but Kazunari already closed the door, his footsteps now heard going down the stairs. Jun shot a glare at Satoshi and scrambled to his feet.
“I’ll call you.” He managed to call out to Jun, who glared at him again before closing the door on his way out, a beat later, the sound of his footsteps running down the stairs.
Kazunari grinned at Jun when he got back to the desk where they consult with clients. The new client was nowhere in sight, though he noticed that Masaki wasn’t around, either. He frowned at Kazunari, who was swiveling on the chair, now smirking knowingly at him.
“What?” Jun tried to snap at him, but it came up guilty and insecure. He nonchalantly sat on the chair across from Kazunari. “Quit giving me that look.” He ducked his face, to which Kazunari laughed.
“So, Masaki told me about your little date with Ohno-san.”
“It wasn’t a date.”
“He took you to a concert. Do you know how expensive those tickets were?”
“It was his money, not mine.”
Kazu laughed again. “May be so, but for a man to spend that much on someone, well, you must be really special to him.”
Jun crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes at his business partner. Kazunari was really lapping it up. “Satoshi was just trying to immerse me in his friend’s taste and hobbies.”
Kazunari perked up. “Ooh… So now we're on a first-name basis with the photographer, aren’t we?”
Jun took a pen from the desk and flung it at him. Kazunari laughed, catching the pen effortlessly. Jun sighed. There really was no fooling his friends, was there?
“I really am screwed, aren’t I? I think I’m slowly falling for the man.”
“Dammit, Jun, why did you confess to Kazu?” Jun jumped at Masaki’s voice, who was standing behind him. “I just walked the client to her car, and now you went ahead and confessed to Kazu?”
Kazunari laughed again. “Pay up, my love.” He held up his palm to Masaki, who begrudgingly, to Jun’s bewilderment, slapped a 1000-yen note on his boyfriend’s open hand.
“How’d you do it? Make him fess up?” Masaki frowned at Kazunari, who only smiled innocently at him.
“Sorry, hon, can’t divulge that info.” Masaki growled.
Jun shook his head. “I’m glad my life is entertaining you two,” he said sarcastically. “But for your information, nothing is going to happen between us.”
“So you were straddling him for nothing? Damn.”
“He straddled Ohno-san?” Masaki turned to Kazunari, who nodded. “By the way, Jun, how does Ohno feel… down there?” Masaki bit back his lips to stifle a laugh and poked Kazunari’s side while Jun threw another pen at him. “What? I heard rumors about his big ding-a-ling.”
“Ugh, I’ll talk to you guys later when you grow up.” Jun got up to leave and behind him he heard Masaki asked Kazunari, “So how BIG did they say Ohno is?”
To which Kazunari replied, “Why do you want to know? Mine is the only thing you should be concerned about.”
Jun dashed back up to his apartment, trying not to think about what Kazunari had said. Truth be told, though, he did feel Satoshi… down there, but there was no way he would tell that to his friends. He went to the kitchen and started making dinner to distract himself from his thoughts. Satoshi’s friend had arrived and there was no way he would ever be with Satoshi himself.
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