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Jun twitched in annoyance trying to cover up the little sound that did happen to sneak passed his lips from MINT’s fingertips. He hadn’t meant to make such a sound especially when he was with his best friend, yet the designers touch was too pleasing that it came out without thought. Jun squirmed trying to get comfortable and warm. It was rather cold in MINT’s apartment and even with the blankets on, his core temperature was still causing him to shiver. “A little cold” MINT whispered close to the bassist ear, shifting his body a little closer. “Well derrr, you still haven’t managed to fix your heater” Jun groaned half asleep, not noticing just how close MINT was.

By the stage the designer was taking in how nicely toned the bassist had gotten over the last six months. Touching Jun’s porcelain neck, he continued his teasing touch upwards along the bassist jawline. Totally tantalised by the other, the designer couldn’t help but touch more. He knew he wouldn’t have done this normally, especially to his best friend but the alcohol that was still in affect gave him no care in the world. He saw, he wanted to touch, so he did. 

“hmmmm s…t….ooppp it..” Jun moaned almost in a deep sleep, not even realising what was happening to him. He rolled over, now facing his good friend who was observing every contour of Jun’s body. Right before him, MINT couldn’t take his eyes from the sweet plump lips of the bassist. It was only now that he’d noticed just how smooth they were while he was dead to the world, not talking a million miles an hour like always. Without hesitation MINT inched forward, gliding his thumb o softly over Jun’s closed lips. They were as smooth as he’d thought the only question next was where they as sweet as they seemed. Leaning in further MINT touched his mouth to his friend sleeping lips, his thoughts were correct, just as sweet as he’d imagined.

Jun started to wake up, he felt a strange feeling mixing in his stomach and slowly opened his eyes to see MINT’s own closed eyes an inch away. He tried to pull back but MINT’s gentle hand cradling his head forced him to stay as their lips pulled apart just the slightest. “I’ve always wanted to kiss you.” MINT confessed before kissing the side of Jun’s lips and cheek. Jun shuddered a bit as the designer’s lips moved to his ear, biting and sucking on the lobe, his hot breath gusting into his ear traveling down to his core. He didn’t want to admit it but he often imagined kissing MINT also. Jun always tried to push the thought away but now that it was happening he couldn’t stop himself any longer. Reaching out he placed his hand behind MINT’s neck to pull their bodies closer so their chests pressed against one another. Their lips seeking out each other for another kiss.

“I. I can’t.” Jun tried to pull back, a momentary moment of realization as to what he was doing was wrong. He moved back and tried to assess what was happening but MINT’s gentle, soothing kisses followed after him. “Please? I won’t force you to do anything. Just kiss me. That’s all I want.” MINT was desperate, he had a taste and he wanted more. Jun frowned a bit but nodded his head slowly, a side of him wanted a bit more too. He didn’t see kissing MINT as anything harmful, maybe he could blame it on the alcohol when he awoke the next day with an aching head? MINT scooted closer to him on the bed, with Jun on his back MINT lied on his stomach and slowly pressing their mouths together again. Gently running his fingers up Jun’s chest to thread themselves in his blonde hair.

He knew it was wrong yet his friend’s words and actions were to conniving, turning the once imagined thoughts into reality and it actually felt better than he’d ever thought. Gliding his hands up the slim frame of the designer’s side feeling his ribs beneath his touch, the bassist body started to get eager to have more of the other. Without thought Jun’s body moved with speed intertwining one of his hands behind MINT’s neck, forcing their kiss deeper as his other hand pulled the designers, tugging him on top of the bassist. His tongue forcing it’s way into the other, Jun needed to explore more. Because it was something new, not with Kenji, this moment it time was really intoxicating. Exciting him to a new kind of level. 

“Jun…” MINT moaned during their heated kiss, in-between the little time they gasped for air. The atmosphere was getting wild. Both MINT and Jun had pushed aside any logic thought that what they were doing was kind of wrong, instead going ahead desiring to be satisfied by one another’s touch.

Both the designer’s hands had a firm lock into Jun’s hair, intertwining his fingers with the soft strands he’d touched many times before yet not this intimately. His body started to rock, grinding into the half naked body beneath him. “God…. Jun” MINT whispered as the bassist pulled away from their locked lips, instead placing sloppy kisses down once jugular, nipping at MINT’s smooth skin. Jun wasn’t holding back, having his best friend before him was driving him crazy.

MINT held himself up by his elbows as he worked his way down Jun’s chest, feeling the hard muscle tensing beneath his lips had his cock throbbing in his boxers against Jun’s leg. The bassist didn’t shy away so he continued to shower him with affection that he knew he was craving. Adoring every inch of skin he could reach and slowly slipped his hand beneath the waistband of Jun’s cute character boxers to ghost his fingers over his length. Jun arched up into the touch and clutched onto MINT’s shoulder, he knew he was entering dangerous territory, he was with Kenji and this was by all means wrong, but he felt no reason to stop. “You’re so hard.” MINT commented as he started taking off Jun’s underwear and tossing it on the floor beside the bed. They had seen each other naked before but this was a different story as MINT took Jun’s cock in his hand and started stroking him roughly.

Jun groaned deep in the back of his throat when MINT pursed his lips against the head and licked the underside experimentally. Staring up at Jun he loved the face his friend made when he teased him just right. He often wondered what Jun looked like when filled with lust and desire and he was going to savor every bit he could. MINT took Jun’s length into his mouth and sucked lightly as he worked his lips down so agonizingly slow that Jun threaded his fingers in MINT’s dark hair and pulled him down to take the rest of his cock. “Mm.. So good.” Jun groaned and urged MINT to bob his head which he willingly obeyed. As he kept sucking MINT worked his hand beneath him to palm his own hard on at the same pace.

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“That one” Jun happily screamed out in a fan girling type of way, clearly showing his enthusiasm to the song he so wanted to sing. Or more watch. Out off all the songs that they scrolled through the bassist couldn’t resist picking “The invisible…

“You’re so mean to me.” MINT pretended to be upset but he actually enjoyed rough-housing around with friends. “Help me back up.” He dangled his skinny arm in the air until Jun grabbed it and pulled him back up onto the bed. “Thanks, you’re still mean.” MINT stuck his tongue out acting like a child and Jun mocked him in return. “You started it.” The bassist huffed trying to get comfortable on the bed again. “I just wanted your attention.” Jun “tsk” at him and lied down on his back so he could be more aware of his surroundings, in case MINT needed attention again. Annoyed that Jun doesn’t even want to have any fun, MINT lied down too and started at the side of Jun’s face. The small light left on in the kitchen creating a silhouette of his profile. “Are you mad at me over something?” MINT asked quietly as he placed his hand over Jun’s flat stomach. “No, why? Should I be mad?” He moved closer to MINT and sighed when his friend started tracing patterns on his chest with the pads of his fingers. “We always bicker over everything and I wonder why you still want to be my friend.” MINT questioned this thought every now and again. Sometimes he felt he was only needed when Jun and Kenji fought and not just to hangout for fun. “What are you talking about, stupid? I’m still here aren’t I?” Jun hit MINT on the head playfully in hopes to make those depressing thoughts vanish. “Friends bicker. There’s nothing wrong with that.” Jun placed a loving kiss to the top of MINT’s black hair. Still the designer trailed his nimble fingers up and around Jun’s chest, the bassist figured he was just drunk and bored, but MINT was fascinated with how muscular he had gotten. Trailing up to Jun’s neck he watch the other’s eyes close and he gently glided his finger up and down Jun’s neck till he almost swore he heard Jun moan.

Jun twitched in annoyance trying to cover up the little sound that did happen to sneak passed his lips from MINT’s fingertips. He hadn’t meant to make such a sound especially when he was with his best friend, yet the designers touch was too pleasing that it came out without thought. Jun squirmed trying to get comfortable and warm. It was rather cold in MINT’s apartment and even with the blankets on, his core temperature was still causing him to shiver. “A little cold” MINT whispered close to the bassist ear, shifting his body a little closer. “Well derrr, you still haven’t managed to fix your heater” Jun groaned half asleep, not noticing just how close MINT was.

By the stage the designer was taking in how nicely toned the bassist had gotten over the last six months. Touching Jun’s porcelain neck, he continued his teasing touch upwards along the bassist jawline. Totally tantalised by the other, the designer couldn’t help but touch more. He knew he wouldn’t have done this normally, especially to his best friend but the alcohol that was still in affect gave him no care in the world. He saw, he wanted to touch, so he did. 

“hmmmm s…t….ooppp it..” Jun moaned almost in a deep sleep, not even realising what was happening to him. He rolled over, now facing his good friend who was observing every contour of Jun’s body. Right before him, MINT couldn’t take his eyes from the sweet plump lips of the bassist. It was only now that he’d noticed just how smooth they were while he was dead to the world, not talking a million miles an hour like always. Without hesitation MINT inched forward, gliding his thumb o softly over Jun’s closed lips. They were as smooth as he’d thought the only question next was where they as sweet as they seemed. Leaning in further MINT touched his mouth to his friend sleeping lips, his thoughts were correct, just as sweet as he’d imagined.

Jun started to wake up, he felt a strange feeling mixing in his stomach and slowly opened his eyes to see MINT’s own closed eyes an inch away. He tried to pull back but MINT’s gentle hand cradling his head forced him to stay as their lips pulled apart just the slightest. “I’ve always wanted to kiss you.” MINT confessed before kissing the side of Jun’s lips and cheek. Jun shuddered a bit as the designer’s lips moved to his ear, biting and sucking on the lobe, his hot breath gusting into his ear traveling down to his core. He didn’t want to admit it but he often imagined kissing MINT also. Jun always tried to push the thought away but now that it was happening he couldn’t stop himself any longer. Reaching out he placed his hand behind MINT’s neck to pull their bodies closer so their chests pressed against one another. Their lips seeking out each other for another kiss.

“I. I can’t.” Jun tried to pull back, a momentary moment of realization as to what he was doing was wrong. He moved back and tried to assess what was happening but MINT’s gentle, soothing kisses followed after him. “Please? I won’t force you to do anything. Just kiss me. That’s all I want.” MINT was desperate, he had a taste and he wanted more. Jun frowned a bit but nodded his head slowly, a side of him wanted a bit more too. He didn’t see kissing MINT as anything harmful, maybe he could blame it on the alcohol when he awoke the next day with an aching head? MINT scooted closer to him on the bed, with Jun on his back MINT lied on his stomach and slowly pressing their mouths together again. Gently running his fingers up Jun’s chest to thread themselves in his blonde hair.

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“That one” Jun happily screamed out in a fan girling type of way, clearly showing his enthusiasm to the song he so wanted to sing. Or more watch. Out off all the songs that they scrolled through the bassist couldn’t resist picking “The invisible…

“You’re so mean to me.” MINT pretended to be upset but he actually enjoyed rough-housing around with friends. “Help me back up.” He dangled his skinny arm in the air until Jun grabbed it and pulled him back up onto the bed. “Thanks, you’re still mean.” MINT stuck his tongue out acting like a child and Jun mocked him in return. “You started it.” The bassist huffed trying to get comfortable on the bed again. “I just wanted your attention.” Jun “tsk” at him and lied down on his back so he could be more aware of his surroundings, in case MINT needed attention again. Annoyed that Jun doesn’t even want to have any fun, MINT lied down too and started at the side of Jun’s face. The small light left on in the kitchen creating a silhouette of his profile. “Are you mad at me over something?” MINT asked quietly as he placed his hand over Jun’s flat stomach. “No, why? Should I be mad?” He moved closer to MINT and sighed when his friend started tracing patterns on his chest with the pads of his fingers. “We always bicker over everything and I wonder why you still want to be my friend.” MINT questioned this thought every now and again. Sometimes he felt he was only needed when Jun and Kenji fought and not just to hangout for fun. “What are you talking about, stupid? I’m still here aren’t I?” Jun hit MINT on the head playfully in hopes to make those depressing thoughts vanish. “Friends bicker. There’s nothing wrong with that.” Jun placed a loving kiss to the top of MINT’s black hair. Still the designer trailed his nimble fingers up and around Jun’s chest, the bassist figured he was just drunk and bored, but MINT was fascinated with how muscular he had gotten. Trailing up to Jun’s neck he watch the other’s eyes close and he gently glided his finger up and down Jun’s neck till he almost swore he heard Jun moan.

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Getting himself all worked up he took a huge mouth full of his beer, gulping it down wanting it to be gone as quick as possible. He wanted to get drunk, he needed a good time. “I mean god, is it that much to ask for, for one Saturday night out?” roughing slamming the glass of beer on the table. Heads turned to the sound it made, all so amazed that Jun didn’t actually brake it with the force the glass hit the table. “It’s not like I ask every goddamn day” sighing, leaning back into his chair. MINT understood but at the same time he knew his friends way in over reacting to situations. Yet he continued to let Jun vent. 

“Ease up dude, you’re not quite drunk yet to be slamming glasses that enthusiastic on the table without dealing with consequences” MINT chuckled taking a sip of his own drink. He couldn’t help but laugh to himself at how exaggerated Jun could get with his emotions.

Tapping the table MINT let the bassist vent more, rant about his partner, his sex life, practically anything and everything. He new it was about time for one of these nights. Since opening so many shops and touring over seas trying to advertise the Sixh line, there has been hardly any time spent for personal time. It’d been a while since he’d caught up with his good friend, other than coming up with new Jun/Golden Bomber Neko designs at the office. MINT would be lying to himself if he’d said he hadn’t missed Jun and his crazy ways. Jun just managed to calm the deigned down when everything at work was making him stressed, even if it were merely Jun complaining about something majority of the time.

Jun’s voice continued rambling about bits and pieces of thing before MINT had to interrupt. “You know what Jun, screw it, lets go to karaoke drink a lot and then head back to my house” Jun eyes went blank for a second trying to adjust to the quick conversation change, figuring out how MINT had thought of or gotten on the subject of wanting to do karaoke.

“eeh?” the puzzled look continued as the bassist face, questioned his good friend.

“I think its best to stop talking and thinking about what pisses you off and start doing something to push it out of your line of thought.” The designer said, taking the last mouthful of his beer. “Some time’s you have to stop dwelling on it and have a good time” MINT placed his hand up in the air hopping for a fast response from a waiter, with luck a suited man came rushing to them to be of serves. “Two tequila shot and cheque please” motioning to the waiter that they were in a rush. “It’s on me, since you insisted nicely before hand” winking playfully towards Jun, joking around trying to enlighten the atmosphere.

“Why tequila of all thing” the bassist said in discuss, not wanting to think how terrible tequila was when he had not prepared himself with the taste of straight sprites yet. MINT laughed “You’re such a girl sometimes, show me you’re a true man and shoot that without cringing” appointing a challenge to Jun.

As soon as the shots came to the table Jun held his up, waiting for MINT to follow. ”Let’s have some fun” the both said before quickly shooting their shots.

Jun crunched his nose up and fought the urge to gag at the taste. MINT handed him a lime to suck on but the bitter taste would just not leave. “One more and then we will go. They only have watered down beer at karaoke places anyways.” MINT waved over the waiter again and ordered a second round along with the check. Jun almost gagged at the thought of doing this a second time but he didn’t want to seem like a pussy over drinking so he kept quiet and just nodded along. The waiter returned with the check and a second round, before Jun could pull out his wallet MINT placed some bills on the table to cover the costs. “You don’t have to you know.” Jun felt guilty for having a friend spend so much on him. “Don’t worry about it. Drink.” He demanded while shooting back his shot and picking a fresh lime from the bowl the waiter had brought. Jun tipped back his glass and tried to ignore the taste as the alcohol singed his throat to the core.

“Wonderful.” MINT playfully teased and started grabbing his things so they could leave. Once out of the place Jun started feeling a bit woozy but it was also comforting because he felt weightless as they walked. “You’re such a lightweight.” MINT commented as he scanned his phone for missed messages. “Shut up, I don’t drink that stuff often.” Jun tried to defend himself but MINT wasn’t listening.

Soon enough they found a karaoke bar that wasn’t jam packed with it being Saturday night. Jun was quick to pay for this because of the earlier guilt he felt for MINT paying for dinner. It was the least he could do despite a one hour rental being nowhere near as expensive as their meal. Once settled in they started ordering drinks and scanning the long list of mindless songs on display on the television.

“That one” Jun happily screamed out in a fan girling type of way, clearly showing his enthusiasm to the song he so wanted to sing. Or more watch. Out off all the songs that they scrolled through the bassist couldn’t resist picking “The invisible wall” by the Gazette. MINT rolled his eyes, letting out a little sigh. What was he even thinking? Of cause he’d pick a Gaz song, he was just as bad as the million fan girls around the world, if not worst. His passion for the bassist was extreme. He had everything they had ever released, drooling over Reita as if there were no tomorrow. 

“What? Oh come on, Reita’s fucking hot in this PV” happily grinning to himself, waiting patiently for the PV to start. MINT didn’t argue, he knew if he did there was no way he’d see tomorrow. 

Another round of shot came as the waitress entered their room, shyly placing the glasses down on the table. To into his singing the bassist didn’t even hear the waiter come in, totally ignoring his surroundings as if there were no one else around. MINT nodded, gesturing a ‘thank you’ to the waiter. She blushed and went running out of the room. The designer felt bad, had he done something wrong, did he scare her off. He was confused. Shrugging his shoulders of the situation, MINT picked up his glass. “Oh fanboy, our shots…”. Right then and there Jun turned around, eyes like the devil piercing right through his friend. MINT hesitantly swallowed the rest of what he had to say. 

“You interrupted Reita’s sexy part” Jun said in a deep voice. Not being able to help himself MINT burst out laughing, Jun’s expression was priceless. Quickly placing the shot glass down before tipping it everywhere, MINT fell on the couch rolling with laughter. The bassist couldn’t help but laugh as well, the alcohol had started to work its magic, causing him not to have a care in the world. Even if it where at the expense of his obsession with Reita.

“You are fucking priceless Jun” MINT laughed, pointing at his friend in hysterics. “I really should just get you a life size Reita doll, you’re just to cute when it comes to your fanboying”.

“Can you imagine how mad Kenji would be if I brought home a Reita doll?” Jun laughed outwardly to MINT but the designer just huffed in response. “It’s always Kenji this, Kenji that. Don’t you think about anyone else anymore?” MINT drank more of his beer and sank back on the couch. Jun frowned and stared down at his hands. He couldn’t help but keep Kenji on his mind 24 hours a day but he worried he was annoying his friends now with this. “I’m sorry.” He mumbled and sat the mic on the table, letting the song continue on in the background.

As the song faded out MINT buzzed the intercom to have the waitress come back and bring them more beer. Avoiding looking at his friend Jun scrolled through the songs for distraction even though he had no plans to pick any songs. Once the waitress brought them beer she informed them of their time running out soon and MINT figured this was a good time to pack it up for the night since Jun seemed to have lost interest in him. MINT glanced at his watch and saw that they had stayed out a bit too late and within a few minutes would be Jun’s last train home. Even if the bassist broke out into a full speed run he would surely miss it. “The last train is leaving soon. Do you want to stay at my place?” MINT offered but Jun stayed silent until he finally mumbled out. “I can walk home, it’s no problem.” “I’m not letting you walk home drunk. You can stay at my place. Come on, our time is almost up here.” Sulking a bit Jun picked up his bag and drank down the rest of his glass of beer before standing up and waiting at the door for MINT.

They couldn’t stand to not speak as they walked and soon casual conversation picked up again. Jun was still a little hurt by what MINT had said but staying angry wouldn’t solve a thing. Getting to his friend’s place MINT turned on all the lights and starting picking up various things littering the floor. “I didn’t think I was going to have company or I would have picked up.” He laughed while shoving things in the corner. “Your place is never clean! I’m so tired though. Where do you want me to sleep?” Jun looked around trying to find a place he could curl up in but despite the decent size of the apartment it was cluttered with odd and end things. “You can sleep on my bed, I don’t have anywhere else. The couch hurts to sleep on.” MINT hated his couch but knew he couldn’t forgive himself if he spent more money on something like that. Jun was questionable of sleeping in MINT’s bed but he was too tired and woozy to want to fret over it. Jun watched MINT pull his shirt off and pants in front of him to leave his boxers on as if this was as casual as breathing. Yawning quite loudly MINT pulled the blankets down from the bed and situated himself closer to one side. “Come on, I want to go to sleep too.” The designer complained running his fingers through his hair. Quickly Jun stripped off his shirt and pants and joined MINT and tried to keep extra space between them as he wiggled into a comfortable spot.

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“Oh by the way, it’s good that you actually stopped by. Here you go” MINT through a loose pile of material towards Jun, just managing to catch it with his hands. At first it didn’t look like anything but fabric with patters on it but the Jun knew better, a smile of excitement begun to form on his face. “Just thought I’d let you get first dibs in next seasons designs” MINT smiled, tossing his Neko shoulder bag over his head read to leave. 

Jun stretched out the very large baggy hooded collared jacket. “SUGOI” the bassist hissed with happiness, almost totally forgetting why he was here and what had just happened at home. “Is it mine?” Jun muttered, question his friend as his eyes darted back and forth between MINT and the jacket.

“Well, yeah, you know you always get most of the design early. Plus it has your Neko character on it” saying as the short designer walked over to the shop assistant, hanging keys over. Jun gave the jacket a little squeeze, like every other time he received a new item from his favourite designer, his good friend. Folding it nicely and gently, the bassist placed it carefully into his Neko (MINT) bag. It was rather funny when the two decided to head out into town, both would usually dress like twins and they’d get many looks from passing people. There was never a dull moment when he was around MINT.

“Come on, before all the good places fill up” patting his shoulder, guiding Jun toward the entrance of the shop. The bassist replied, wrapping his arm around MINT small shoulders. “You better be shouting, I’m the one who’s heartbroken right now” laughing, making light of why he’d asked to hang out and spent time with his good friend.

“Same ol, same ol.” MINT waved his hand at the fact that Jun was always needing to vent to him now that Kenji was preoccupied. “Hey, don’t say that. I listen to your problems too.” Jun pouted and MINT shoved him a bit to waver in his walking. “Yeah because I have a boyfriend that doesn’t pay attention to me when the game is on. You shouldn’t date someone so old or even yet a country boy. Doesn’t make sense.” Of all people he couldn’t see Jun picking Kenji voluntarily. They got along but were so different that he even wondered what they talked about. “He’s nice, I like him, except when it is baseball season. There’s other fun things to do besides sitting at home or at a stadium watching a ball get thrown around.” Jun sneered and scrunched his nose up. “But wouldn’t he say the same about you when you beg and beg him to go to some show or some store opening?” MINT teased his friend as they dipped into a restaurant favorite of theirs that liked cranking the air conditioning to push out the hot summer air. “It’s not the same!” Jun retaliated with the mannerisms of a child. “Let’s just order some drinks.” MINT was anxious to get some booze in him because he always enjoyed a drink after a long day of work. A waiter seated them at a booth towards the back and already MINT was ordering their alcohol before even getting menus. The waiter hurried off and brought back two drafts and took their order of several appetizers and full dished meals. After gulping down half the beer MINT started asking questions as to what was bothering Jun since that was the whole point of this get-together. “What did he even say this time?” MINT asked playing with the napkin beneath his beer. “Just that I should know Saturday is the game and all I suggested was we do something fun. This is fun, he needs to do more than sit there like an old fart.”

Getting himself all worked up he took a huge mouth full of his beer, gulping it down wanting it to be gone as quick as possible. He wanted to get drunk, he needed a good time. “I mean god, is it that much to ask for, for one Saturday night out?” roughing slamming the glass of beer on the table. Heads turned to the sound it made, all so amazed that Jun didn’t actually brake it with the force the glass hit the table. “It’s not like I ask every goddamn day” sighing, leaning back into his chair. MINT understood but at the same time he knew his friends way in over reacting to situations. Yet he continued to let Jun vent. 

“Ease up dude, you’re not quite drunk yet to be slamming glasses that enthusiastic on the table without dealing with consequences” MINT chuckled taking a sip of his own drink. He couldn’t help but laugh to himself at how exaggerated Jun could get with his emotions.

Tapping the table MINT let the bassist vent more, rant about his partner, his sex life, practically anything and everything. He new it was about time for one of these nights. Since opening so many shops and touring over seas trying to advertise the Sixh line, there has been hardly any time spent for personal time. It’d been a while since he’d caught up with his good friend, other than coming up with new Jun/Golden Bomber Neko designs at the office. MINT would be lying to himself if he’d said he hadn’t missed Jun and his crazy ways. Jun just managed to calm the deigned down when everything at work was making him stressed, even if it were merely Jun complaining about something majority of the time.

Jun’s voice continued rambling about bits and pieces of thing before MINT had to interrupt. “You know what Jun, screw it, lets go to karaoke drink a lot and then head back to my house” Jun eyes went blank for a second trying to adjust to the quick conversation change, figuring out how MINT had thought of or gotten on the subject of wanting to do karaoke.

“eeh?” the puzzled look continued as the bassist face, questioned his good friend.

“I think its best to stop talking and thinking about what pisses you off and start doing something to push it out of your line of thought.” The designer said, taking the last mouthful of his beer. “Some time’s you have to stop dwelling on it and have a good time” MINT placed his hand up in the air hopping for a fast response from a waiter, with luck a suited man came rushing to them to be of serves. “Two tequila shot and cheque please” motioning to the waiter that they were in a rush. “It’s on me, since you insisted nicely before hand” winking playfully towards Jun, joking around trying to enlighten the atmosphere.

“Why tequila of all thing” the bassist said in discuss, not wanting to think how terrible tequila was when he had not prepared himself with the taste of straight sprites yet. MINT laughed “You’re such a girl sometimes, show me you’re a true man and shoot that without cringing” appointing a challenge to Jun.

As soon as the shots came to the table Jun held his up, waiting for MINT to follow. ”Let’s have some fun” the both said before quickly shooting their shots.

Jun crunched his nose up and fought the urge to gag at the taste. MINT handed him a lime to suck on but the bitter taste would just not leave. “One more and then we will go. They only have watered down beer at karaoke places anyways.” MINT waved over the waiter again and ordered a second round along with the check. Jun almost gagged at the thought of doing this a second time but he didn’t want to seem like a pussy over drinking so he kept quiet and just nodded along. The waiter returned with the check and a second round, before Jun could pull out his wallet MINT placed some bills on the table to cover the costs. “You don’t have to you know.” Jun felt guilty for having a friend spend so much on him. “Don’t worry about it. Drink.” He demanded while shooting back his shot and picking a fresh lime from the bowl the waiter had brought. Jun tipped back his glass and tried to ignore the taste as the alcohol singed his throat to the core.

“Wonderful.” MINT playfully teased and started grabbing his things so they could leave. Once out of the place Jun started feeling a bit woozy but it was also comforting because he felt weightless as they walked. “You’re such a lightweight.” MINT commented as he scanned his phone for missed messages. “Shut up, I don’t drink that stuff often.” Jun tried to defend himself but MINT wasn’t listening.

Soon enough they found a karaoke bar that wasn’t jam packed with it being Saturday night. Jun was quick to pay for this because of the earlier guilt he felt for MINT paying for dinner. It was the least he could do despite a one hour rental being nowhere near as expensive as their meal. Once settled in they started ordering drinks and scanning the long list of mindless songs on display on the television.

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Jun violently drove his cock deeper into Kenji. The drummer was thrashing beneath him and at the verge of cumming with how Jun was treating him. He didn’t very much like being on bottom but this was something of a new experience for him. Within seconds Kenji was cumming into his own hand as Jun continued to fuck him mercifully. The drummer’s walls clenching and releasing around Jun’s length that had Jun’s head spinning. Slowing his hand down Kenji basked in the afterglow of release and almost forgotten about his surroundings. His hands ached from the cuffs but the rush he felt was something he could not forget. Quickly Jun pulled out, still between Kenji’s spread thighs. He could barely control his trembling as his hand worked to bring himself to orgasm. Groaning lowly in his throat he worked himself to the edge and started cumming all along Kenji’s stomach to mix with his boyfriend’s own mess. It was all Jun could take to hold himself up. Having been at it with Kenji for at least close to an hour. The bassist mumbled curses beneath his breath as he undid Kenji’s handcuffs before collapsing on the bed beside him.

Winding down from both their climax Jun slowly opened his eyes, half hooded, just enough to see the result of his amazing situation of dominating his partner. “such a sight” Jun smirked grunting he’s satisfied words. 

(ooc: time skip forward)

Clicking the TV on from the remote beside him, Kenji sat ready for the typical Saturday night baseball game. It was coming up to the season final and the drummer would be craze if he’d miss a patch, nothing could come between him and his game.

“Kenji, can we like do something else? All you do is watch the goddamn fucking game.” Jun muted is a truly annoyed tone once he knew what was on tv. Taking the remaining space that was their couch, what wasn’t taken up from the Bassball crazed partner of his. “This is like all we do lately, watch stupid baseball. Let go out with the others, or go out to a club or something” 

Kenji didn’t really take any notice to what Jun was saying, it’s not like he hadn’t heard it before. Instead the zoned out drummer grunted with a simple reply. “You know Saturday’s the game.” suddenly the one thing he did notice when he’d finished he’s reply was the sudden change in the atmosphere. He didn’t dear to look but he had no choice, it’d probably be worse if he hadn’t of looked. There with the most cut throat expression, Jun ripped himself up from beside him and raged himself toward the door of the apartment.

“You know what Kenji, fuck you. You couldn’t give to shit to what I want. I might as well go out clubbing or something with MINT. He’s much funner to hang around than you are, especially during you fucking baseball season” The bassist raging words were stopped by the sound of the slamming door of their apartment. Kenji knew he was in deep shit now.

Jun started walking down the street till he could disappear into the crowd of people. If Kenji did decide to follow after him he wanted to be hard to catch. He was so angry with how Kenji had been acting lately. Nothing seemed important to his boyfriend besides baseball. He tried to understand, thinking of it like how he enjoyed seeing lives, but at some point he just couldn’t help but be angry. Sometimes he wanted to blame their age difference of the difference in how they were raised but ultimately he could not bring himself to judge in that way. Quickly he found a secluded spot by some vending machines and knelt down on the ground while getting his phone out from his bag, dialing MINT’s number because he knew his friend could cheer him up. “Yes?” MINT answered on the other end. “Do you have time to go somewhere? I just had a fight with Kenji and I don’t want to go back just yet.” He said honestly because there was no point in hiding things. “I can work something out. Stop by the store and then we can figure out where to go after that.” MINT was always willing to help a friend and he knew that Jun needed someone to vent to about the nit picky things that annoyed him about Kenji. “Thank you.” Jun sighed in relief as he hung up his phone and stood back up. He hurried off the road instead of taking the train, he enjoyed browsing shops as he walked and seeing all kinds of new things. Also Jun knew that MINT was hard to pull away from work and if he arrived too quickly he would just be sitting staring at his hands so this was a good distraction till then. Just as the sun was setting was when he arrived at the store, the street lights were just turning on and the steps down to the store could barely be seen. There were only a few straggling customers inside and MINT spotted Jun from his stool behind the counter. “You hungry?!” He called out and his voice echoed through the spacious store. “Yes, very much.” Jun smiled while rubbing his stomach through his baggy shirt. “Let’s go then!” MINT said cheerfully as he shut his laptop and gathered up his things littering the countertop.

“Oh by the way, it’s good that you actually stopped by. Here you go” MINT through a loose pile of material towards Jun, just managing to catch it with his hands. At first it didn’t look like anything but fabric with patters on it but the Jun knew better, a smile of excitement begun to form on his face. “Just thought I’d let you get first dibs in next seasons designs” MINT smiled, tossing his Neko shoulder bag over his head read to leave. 

Jun stretched out the very large baggy hooded collared jacket. “SUGOI” the bassist hissed with happiness, almost totally forgetting why he was here and what had just happened at home. “Is it mine?” Jun muttered, question his friend as his eyes darted back and forth between MINT and the jacket.

“Well, yeah, you know you always get most of the design early. Plus it has your Neko character on it” saying as the short designer walked over to the shop assistant, hanging keys over. Jun gave the jacket a little squeeze, like every other time he received a new item from his favourite designer, his good friend. Folding it nicely and gently, the bassist placed it carefully into his Neko (MINT) bag. It was rather funny when the two decided to head out into town, both would usually dress like twins and they’d get many looks from passing people. There was never a dull moment when he was around MINT.

“Come on, before all the good places fill up” patting his shoulder, guiding Jun toward the entrance of the shop. The bassist replied, wrapping his arm around MINT small shoulders. “You better be shouting, I’m the one who’s heartbroken right now” laughing, making light of why he’d asked to hang out and spent time with his good friend.

“Same ol, same ol.” MINT waved his hand at the fact that Jun was always needing to vent to him now that Kenji was preoccupied. “Hey, don’t say that. I listen to your problems too.” Jun pouted and MINT shoved him a bit to waver in his walking. “Yeah because I have a boyfriend that doesn’t pay attention to me when the game is on. You shouldn’t date someone so old or even yet a country boy. Doesn’t make sense.” Of all people he couldn’t see Jun picking Kenji voluntarily. They got along but were so different that he even wondered what they talked about. “He’s nice, I like him, except when it is baseball season. There’s other fun things to do besides sitting at home or at a stadium watching a ball get thrown around.” Jun sneered and scrunched his nose up. “But wouldn’t he say the same about you when you beg and beg him to go to some show or some store opening?” MINT teased his friend as they dipped into a restaurant favorite of theirs that liked cranking the air conditioning to push out the hot summer air. “It’s not the same!” Jun retaliated with the mannerisms of a child. “Let’s just order some drinks.” MINT was anxious to get some booze in him because he always enjoyed a drink after a long day of work. A waiter seated them at a booth towards the back and already MINT was ordering their alcohol before even getting menus. The waiter hurried off and brought back two drafts and took their order of several appetizers and full dished meals. After gulping down half the beer MINT started asking questions as to what was bothering Jun since that was the whole point of this get-together. “What did he even say this time?” MINT asked playing with the napkin beneath his beer. “Just that I should know Saturday is the game and all I suggested was we do something fun. This is fun, he needs to do more than sit there like an old fart.”

nakedassshakingkenji:

reitasbridejun:

Jun violently drove his cock deeper into Kenji. The drummer was thrashing beneath him and at the verge of cumming with how Jun was treating him. He didn’t very much like being on bottom but this was something of a new experience for him. Within seconds Kenji was cumming into his own hand as Jun continued to fuck him mercifully. The drummer’s walls clenching and releasing around Jun’s length that had Jun’s head spinning. Slowing his hand down Kenji basked in the afterglow of release and almost forgotten about his surroundings. His hands ached from the cuffs but the rush he felt was something he could not forget. Quickly Jun pulled out, still between Kenji’s spread thighs. He could barely control his trembling as his hand worked to bring himself to orgasm. Groaning lowly in his throat he worked himself to the edge and started cumming all along Kenji’s stomach to mix with his boyfriend’s own mess. It was all Jun could take to hold himself up. Having been at it with Kenji for at least close to an hour. The bassist mumbled curses beneath his breath as he undid Kenji’s handcuffs before collapsing on the bed beside him.

Winding down from both their climax Jun slowly opened his eyes, half hooded, just enough to see the result of his amazing situation of dominating his partner. “such a sight” Jun smirked grunting he’s satisfied words. 

(ooc: time skip forward)

Clicking the TV on from the remote beside him, Kenji sat ready for the typical Saturday night baseball game. It was coming up to the season final and the drummer would be craze if he’d miss a patch, nothing could come between him and his game.

“Kenji, can we like do something else? All you do is watch the goddamn fucking game.” Jun muted is a truly annoyed tone once he knew what was on tv. Taking the remaining space that was their couch, what wasn’t taken up from the Bassball crazed partner of his. “This is like all we do lately, watch stupid baseball. Let go out with the others, or go out to a club or something” 

Kenji didn’t really take any notice to what Jun was saying, it’s not like he hadn’t heard it before. Instead the zoned out drummer grunted with a simple reply. “You know Saturday’s the game.” suddenly the one thing he did notice when he’d finished he’s reply was the sudden change in the atmosphere. He didn’t dear to look but he had no choice, it’d probably be worse if he hadn’t of looked. There with the most cut throat expression, Jun ripped himself up from beside him and raged himself toward the door of the apartment.

“You know what Kenji, fuck you. You couldn’t give to shit to what I want. I might as well go out clubbing or something with MINT. He’s much funner to hang around than you are, especially during you fucking baseball season” The bassist raging words were stopped by the sound of the slamming door of their apartment. Kenji knew he was in deep shit now.

Jun started walking down the street till he could disappear into the crowd of people. If Kenji did decide to follow after him he wanted to be hard to catch. He was so angry with how Kenji had been acting lately. Nothing seemed important to his boyfriend besides baseball. He tried to understand, thinking of it like how he enjoyed seeing lives, but at some point he just couldn’t help but be angry. Sometimes he wanted to blame their age difference of the difference in how they were raised but ultimately he could not bring himself to judge in that way. Quickly he found a secluded spot by some vending machines and knelt down on the ground while getting his phone out from his bag, dialing MINT’s number because he knew his friend could cheer him up. “Yes?” MINT answered on the other end. “Do you have time to go somewhere? I just had a fight with Kenji and I don’t want to go back just yet.” He said honestly because there was no point in hiding things. “I can work something out. Stop by the store and then we can figure out where to go after that.” MINT was always willing to help a friend and he knew that Jun needed someone to vent to about the nit picky things that annoyed him about Kenji. “Thank you.” Jun sighed in relief as he hung up his phone and stood back up. He hurried off the road instead of taking the train, he enjoyed browsing shops as he walked and seeing all kinds of new things. Also Jun knew that MINT was hard to pull away from work and if he arrived too quickly he would just be sitting staring at his hands so this was a good distraction till then. Just as the sun was setting was when he arrived at the store, the street lights were just turning on and the steps down to the store could barely be seen. There were only a few straggling customers inside and MINT spotted Jun from his stool behind the counter. “You hungry?!” He called out and his voice echoed through the spacious store. “Yes, very much.” Jun smiled while rubbing his stomach through his baggy shirt. “Let’s go then!” MINT said cheerfully as he shut his laptop and gathered up his things littering the countertop.

nakedassshakingkenji:

reitasbridejun:

Kenji moaned at his words. He couldn’t help it as Jun pressed his hips forward and stalled for what felt like eternity. Quickly the bassist pulled out and urged Kenji to lie on his back. “I want to see you when you beg for me to fuck you harder.” Jun growled as his hands pulled Kenji’s legs to wrap around his waist. Feeling the toned muscles of Kenji’s thighs, guiding his cock back inside his lover. “Beg for it. I know it won’t be hard for you.” A wicked grin formed on Jun’s lips as he remained still inside Kenji’s body. Kenji struggled underneath Jun, trying to reach for him but only grasping air as Jun leaned back, slowly rolling his hips to tease him to submission. “Please. Please just fuck me.” Kenji could not believe the words were his, it sounded like his voice but the desperate tone was something other than him.

“I don’t believe you.” Jun wrapped his arms around Kenji’s spread thighs and thrust slowly into the drummer. “Please.” Kenji pleaded, bring his hands up to his head to rest above him. The ends of the rope bonding tickling the side of his face. His body pleading for more as his voice gave out. Only moans could be audible as he struggled to get Jun to fuck him into the headboard. “Not good enough, come on. I know you can beg for my cock better than that panda bear.”

Mind going complete insane from the thickness of his Jun-pu, Kenji while bind started to caressed himself. Tracing the contours of his own body, the drummer’s hands trailed down his torso. He new begging with simple words weren’t good enough, well not for Jun anyway so he opted for another alternative. 

Reaching his own cock Kenji try his smooth skills in seduction. “Jun… oh god, please” the drummer moaned as he stroked himself slowly and erotically to tempt Jun. “Fuck me hard”.

Watching from above Jun was astonished, lost for words. Kenji’s act of persuasion sure were working. He never knew his partner could be this damn sexy while blindfolded and touching himself. With a firm grip Jun didn’t hold back, with all his force Jun pounded into Kenji’s ass. The both of them moaning in sweet pleasure, pleasure that was mixed with both pain and desire to devour one another until there was nothing left.

“Is this what you wanted? Tell me my panda bear, can you handle it” Jun grunted, trying to maintain his dominate image as he rocked his hips violently back and forth.

Jun violently drove his cock deeper into Kenji. The drummer was thrashing beneath him and at the verge of cumming with how Jun was treating him. He didn’t very much like being on bottom but this was something of a new experience for him. Within seconds Kenji was cumming into his own hand as Jun continued to fuck him mercifully. The drummer’s walls clenching and releasing around Jun’s length that had Jun’s head spinning. Slowing his hand down Kenji basked in the afterglow of release and almost forgotten about his surroundings. His hands ached from the cuffs but the rush he felt was something he could not forget. Quickly Jun pulled out, still between Kenji’s spread thighs. He could barely control his trembling as his hand worked to bring himself to orgasm. Groaning lowly in his throat he worked himself to the edge and started cumming all along Kenji’s stomach to mix with his boyfriend’s own mess. It was all Jun could take to hold himself up. Having been at it with Kenji for at least close to an hour. The bassist mumbled curses beneath his breath as he undid Kenji’s handcuffs before collapsing on the bed beside him.