Writing Journal: aijis_muse
Genre: KAT-TUN, NEWS
Pairings: MaruxKame, JinxYamapi, JinxKoki, JunnoxUeda, JinxUeda, RyoxUeda, various others
Warning(s): drama, angst, occness (*gets shot*), unknown elements later on
Disclaimer: They belong to themselves and this is a work of fiction. </3>_>
Word Count: 1014
"Fuck, Jin," Yamapi panted, his hands at an awkward angle against the stall wall. As soon as a break had been called Jin had dragged Yamapi to the bathroom and pressed him into the nearest stall…the smallest as well. Within mere seconds Yamapi's ass was feeling the cool air as rough hands spread his firm orbs. "You could ha-" his words were quickly cut off by Jin's hand over his mouth.
"Urusai," Jin said, thrusting his length into the other without taking the time to prepare him. Fuck that practice had him as horny as hell. Thrusting into his boyfriend he couldn't help his familiar pang of guilt that Yamapi wasn't the one that got him so worked up. The thought made him growl, a sound that was almost primal in how animalistic it was.
Both Jin's hands moved to Yamapi's hips, pulling him into the thrusts. The heated moans from the other boy spurred him on in their desperate search of release. "Louder, slut," Jin encouraged into Yamapi's ear, reveling in the immediate crescendo. His nails dug into the other's hips more, groaning as the other's muscles flexed around him tightly.
Yamapi gripped fruitlessly at the bathroom stall, but unable to steady himself and instead found his face and body pushed into the wall again and again. By that time blood had coated his passage and Jin's length, making the thrusts easier, helping him adjust. "Jin," he keened loudly, sweat dampening his shirt and covering his toned body in a light sheen. "Harder, Jin," he begged, struggling to keep himself from screaming as the other picked up the pace.
"Fuck," Yamapi whimpered as Jin's fingers wrapped around his length, stroking quickly, nothing teasing about it at all. His fingertips expertly stimulated the most sensitive nerves on Yamapi's shaft. In just seconds it seemed Yamapi came over Jin's hand, his body clamping around Jin with the impact of his orgasm.
Jin's release soon followed with blindingly white bliss splattered with exploding colors behind his shut eyelids. "Pi," he moaned in post-coital bliss once his tongue was under his own control. Slowly as the waves of euphoria subsided he pulled himself out of Yamapi. He grabbed some tissue and wiped himself off, tossing it in the toilet. "That was good," he muttered, pulling up his pants and zipping them as he left the stall, not bothering to help Yamapi clean himself up.
As Jin moved to wash his hands, Yamapi having come out still fixing his clothes and hair, Koki stepped in the door. The latter swallowed when he saw the two as it was obvious what had just happened in the room. "Don't you fags have any decency?" he asked, running his head over his head. "We could hear you in the dance studio."
"Jealous, Koki?" Jin said, though a few people would be able to see the unnamable emotion in his eyes and the tenseness in his shoulders and back. He dried off his hands and ran his hand through his messy hair, making a bit of a face at it before sauntering over to Koki. His lips pressed firmly to Koki's once he was close enough and his hand gripped one of the other's ass cheeks.
Koki shoved Jin away, wiping off his mouth. "You disgusting pig," he said, moving past Jin. Somehow Jin could bring out the worst behaviors and moods in anyone. He looked Pi and the spat in the sink, going into one of the stalls and slamming the door of it shut.
Yamapi watched the scene and watched his tense and obviously upset boyfriend walk away from him as if he hadn't been standing there the entire time. He sighed and glared at Koki's stall before leaving as well. After dating Jin for such a long time, it was just a couple months, he had figured out about Jin's feelings, which Jin thought no one knew, of course. "Bakayaro…" he whispered to himself.
Yamapi didn't understand why Jin chose to hide it. Certainly, Koki wouldn't return his feelings, but he could at least tell his boyfriend couldn't he? He shouldn't worry about it though, he couldn't lose more of Jin to Koki than he already had, right? Being bitter about not holding Jin's heart would be pointless, so for the most part he ignored it.
"Pi-chan, c'mere," Kame called from down the hall, causing Yamapi to snap out of his daze. Yamapi grinned and jogged over to the other, moving in the room and listening to the plans for their next monstrosity of a prank.
"What's wrong, Jin?" Ueda asked, almost genuinely concerned for his bratty, childish bandmate. The other had dragged him off from everyone else, forcing a kiss on him against the side of the building. Thankfully the building was secluded enough that fan-girls and paparazzi hadn't surrounded it.
"Shut up you big-mouthed ugly monkey," Jin said cruelly as he pressed another rough kiss to Ueda's lips.
Ueda shoved Jin away, tears welling in his eyes from the insult. His lips were the one thing he told Jin not to tease him about. "You stupid jerk," he said in a trembling voice. "I don't know why the hell I was actually worried about you, asshole!" he said, straining not to yell at the other. He rubbed his lips and stomped away from Jin, shoulders shaking from the upsetting encounter.
"Here's some tea," Kame murmured to Nakamaru as he sat down across from him in the dining room of the apartment they shared. Kame drank his own tea, leaning back. "Have you noticed it yet?" he asked Nakamaru.
Nakamaru looked up from the reflective surface of the tea. "Noticed the fact that we are surrounded by drama queens with a million problems and it's all a ticking time bomb one second away from exploding?"
"You could put it like that."
"What should we do?"
"Stay out of it, for sure. Don't get involved unless they ask you for help, otherwise we're just another problem," Nakamaru told Kame, nodding firmly.
That's when the phone rang.
Author's Noes: So I don't' really like my writing in this chapter, but sometimes, for me, the first chapter is simply very awkward and just hard. Lol. Anyway, I hope you like it.
Commends do encourage me to write faster.
<3 Love y'all.
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