Kame closed the door behind himself and removed his shoes before walking further into the apartment. Silence greeted him so he figured there was nobody home. If Jin had been home, there would have been noises coming from the kitchen or the bathroom or any room that Jin happened to be in at the time, really.

He sighed a little and rubbed one eye tiredly, trying not to think too much about where Jin could be at such a time. He padded to the living room, ready to leave the stuff he had brought with him over by the table near the couch and then leave to go to the radio station.


Knowing that this was Jin’s apartment – and as someone who, during the last few years had been spending as much time here as he spent on his own apartment – Kame already expected to have to clean the table of papers, mangas and even leftover food cartons to be able to place anything over it.

He also expected to see a plaited blanket thrown over the couch and, as usual, he would carefully fold it and place it over the arm of the couch, because even if Jin told him he was weird and completely OCD-ish for doing it every time, Kame thought there was nothing wrong with keeping things somewhat orderly and neat.


He did not expect to find Jin spread on the couch with his eyes closed, headphones on, lips moving silently and fingers taping lightly against his chest to the beat of the song he was listening.

Kame let himself smile just a little at the sight, appreciating how peaceful and relaxed Jin looked like this. Swallowing a sudden urge to just lie down with him on the lumpy couch and deciding against even alerting him of his presence – because Kame knew Jin, and he knew that couch, and he knew what the combination of lying with Jin on that couch would result to and he had to be at the radio station in less than half an hour, damn Akanishi for looking so good – he approached the table in the middle of the room and placed the things he had brought with him on top of it.

He looked at Jin once more before retreating, watched the way the other hummed a bit and moved his head gently to the music for a second, and made a mental note about asking for that album later.

He was almost at the door when a pair of strong arms crossed over his chest from behind and pulled him back against another body. “Hey.”


”Hey,” he said back, lifting one hand and resting it over one of the arms keeping him rather strongly in place. “You startled me”


”I startled you?” Jin asked, slowly turning Kame around to face him. “You break in and enter into my apartment and you are the one who gets startled?” he finished raising one eyebrow, trying to look serious but failing to hide the amusement on his voice.


”You were the one who gave me the keys,” Kame reminded him matter-of-factly.


”Did I now?” the other asked, “I see. Guess I gotta be more careful with whom I let into the Akanishi palace, then.”


”You are an idiot,” Kame huffed fondly.


”An idiot who lets you break into his apartment and even clean it when you feel like it, so we are even.” Jin smirked just before giving Kame a quick peck on the lips. “Why didn’t you let me know you were around? You have to go?”


”Yeah,” Kame said, instinctively moving a lock of hair away from Jin’s eyes with the tip of his fingers, “I’m heading to the radio station now. I just dropped by to leave some stuff that you forgot at my place.”

“Radio station, sure, Fridays are your days,” Jin stated, not giving out any signs of wanting to move from their current position.

“Yeah. I have to be there in… ” the other started.

“I love Fridays,” Jin interrupted, “I like your show a lot, too. You sound so fucking sexy on the radio.”


Kame blinked a couple of times, surprised. “What?”


”You really do. Haven’t you ever listened to yourself?” Jin asked around a smirk.

“I listen to myself every day,” Kame replied, flicking the others ear in mock annoyance, “I am doing it right now, and so are you, if you haven’t noticed.”

“Oh, it’s not the same thing,” Jin replied with a knowing smile, “don’t get me wrong Kazu, you always sound great, but on the radio there are those times when you are almost whispering and then you laugh …hmmm… all rough and throaty and it shoots straight to my…”


”Wait, wait, wait,” Kame interrupted, pushing against his chest and releasing himself from their hug, “do you really listen to my radio show?”

Jin laughed at that. “But of course. I listen to it every week. I could even get off on it if the dammed thing wasn’t so short…” he suggested, one hand creeping to the front of his pants to rub rather suggestively.

“You are sick in the head.”

“You love it,” Jin said, eyebrows wiggling, “and if I’m not mistaken, you are going to make an introduction about me today.”

Kame frowned for half a second, suddenly remembering it. “Yeah, you are right.”


”You probably have a time limit for these things so make sure you don’t forget any of my best features, huh?”

“Your best features?” the other asked around a sardonic smile, “and what would those be?”


”Don’t play dumb Kamenashi, you know the ones.” Jin winked. “You have to make sure to mention that I’m a really, really nice person.  And that I’m very smart too, because it’s about time people stopped with the ‘bakanishi’ thing. It has gotten old and boring…”

Jin stopped for a second like he was thinking about other things and Kame couldn’t help but smile at the sight. He licked the inside of his cheek to try and hide it and waited for Jin to continue.

“Oh, and of course, this goes without saying, but you might want to add that I’m very good looking, irresistibly charming and extremely good in bed,” he finished with a shallow hip thrust, as if to exemplify what he had just said.

“Sure,” Kame replied on an unimpressed tone, “but what makes you think I would say such things?”


”You worrying about the sex parts? Don’t. The show is aired at eleven thirty and all kids are already in bed this time so you can just go ahead and say whatever you want. I said ‘shit’ more than a couple of times and…”


Kame just laughed and smacked Jin over the head. “You are ridiculous,” he said, glancing at the clock on the wall, “and I really have to go now. I will come back once the show is over ok?”

“Ok, I will wait,” Jin offered with a smile, watched as Kame started walking to the door. “Hey, you forgot something.”

“What is it?” Kame asked turning around. Before he had time to do much else, hands intertwined in his hair tilting his head back and Jin’s mouth covered his, tongue expertly running over his lips and plunging in. His eyes dropped closed and he felt himself melting instantly into the kiss, one hand hooking itself around Jin’s neck, the other gripping his shoulder.     

When they separated a couple of seconds later, Kame had to take a sudden breath and Jin smirked at him.


”Good kisser, too” he added, and Kame smacked his head a second time.


He left the apartment sparing one glance behind him to see Jin walking slowly back to the couch.  After that, he kept smiling like a complete idiot and by the time the radio show started, he hadn’t managed to stop.

Kame wondered briefly if the listeners could notice these things, how he felt happy or nervous or relaxed just by the tone of his voice. He doubted it.

When the time for him to introduce Jin on the air came, he tried his best to think of things that weren’t too personal or too tale-telling.  

He talked about how they used to live near to each other while they were still juniors and how they were prone to discussion about the band and their concerts. He felt quite proud of himself for not using the term ‘concert nazi’.

Kame smiled while talking about the times when they were shooting “Gokusen 2” together and one particular day during which they went to get a massage instead of going to rehearsal with the others.  He made a small note on a piece of paper about making an appointment for the both of them sometime during the next week.   

He made sure to stay clear from topics such as Jin’s niceness and abilities in bed, and when he finally spoke about his personality, Kame ended up pointing out how he thought it had good and bad points, letting himself smirk knowingly when mentioning Jin’s bad habit of forgetting his accessories everywhere.

Upon saying it, he could almost see Jin in his mind’s eye, sprawled on the couch with his headphones on much in the way he had been earlier, laughing at the things Kame was saying about him for the entire country to hear.


He imagined the pleased look on his face over the fact that Kame had, in a way, mentioned how nice he was.

When his mind started going on a dangerous tangent about how maybe Jin had started moving his hand downwards towards his pants just like he had not an hour ago, Kame silently thanked the gods for the fact that the producer had gestured in his direction to let him know it was time to wrap the show up.

Once the recording was over, he thanked the people at the radio station for their hard work and immediately drove back to Jin’s apartment.

He opened the lock and was greeted yet again by silence. This time, though, he was sure he was not alone and not only because Jin had told him he would wait, but also because he could see the other’s silhouette at the end of the small hallway, leaning against the wall.

“You,” Jin’s voice carried through the small distance between them, “you were happy today during the radio show.”


”How do you even know that?” Kame asked distractedly, removing his shoes.

“Well, for starters,” Jin said smugly, slowly walking towards the apartment’s entrance, “you were talking about me so it’s pretty obvious that you would have a smile plastered all over your face. But…” he paused and Kame turned, finding him right there at arms’ reach, “these things are not that hard to sense.”

“You mean to tell me you know when I’m smiling even when you can’t see me?” Kame asked skeptically despite the pleasant sensation of an arm gently circling his waist.

“Exactly,” Jin smirked, white teeth glistening in the semi-darkened hallway, “it’s easier than you think,” he concluded, grabbing Kame’s hand and walking towards the living room.

Kame let himself be guided, smiled up at Jin when he pushed him on the couch, surprisingly, not following.

“Wait here.” he commanded, “I will be back in a second.”

Kame watched him move to the bedroom before letting his head fall back heavily on the headrest, eyes closing with a sigh. Not a minute later, he felt something slipping over his eyelids. It happened so suddenly that his first instinct was to move the soft fabric off his sight but his hands were slapped out of the way even before they reached his face.

“No spoiling the fun before it starts,” Jin’s voice whispered in his ear and Kame tried to keep himself from trembling when he felt the fabric being knotted behind his head. He felt suddenly jittery and awkward and ended up laughing nervously, absolutely sure that Jin was seeing right through it.

“Relax.” the other’s voice said soothingly as gentle fingers removed some strands of hair from under the blindfold. He felt the couch dip under the weight of another body on his right side and that made him feel a bit better. “It’s just me, ok?” Jin whispered, kissing his cheek softly.

“Ok,” Kame replied, nodding once. He placed one hand over his jeans clad leg and started rubbing it up and down, trying to warm it because it felt cold. A pair of hands closed around his, rubbing them for a couple of seconds before he felt warm lips softly kissing his knuckles.


”Relax,” Jin’s voice repeated, and Kame took a couple of deep breaths, felt himself starting to comply.

”Yes, just like that,” Jin breathed, hands still rubbing Kame’s between his own, warming them little by little, “can you tell I’m smiling right now?”

“I’d say yes, but that’s because you got me blindfolded and I probably look like an idiot,” Kame replied, chuckling nervously.

“No,” the other whispered, ignoring the almost imperceptible flinch when one of his hands moved to touch Kame’s neck, “not like an idiot.” His fingers pulled gently at the collar of Kame’s shirt as a warning, just before they started sliding slowly towards the first button.

Kame suddenly felt short of breath but it was different this time, it was completely different and he felt ridiculous because it was just Jin and Jin’s hand on his neck. And he knew Jin, knew he wouldn’t hurt him but then again getting hurt was the last thing on his mind. “What do I look like?” he asked in a small voice.

Jin took a deep breath. “You look…” he started, hands working on buttons slowly but surely, popping them open one after the other until he reached the last one. Once he was finished, he pushed the shirt sides open and looked appreciatively at the sight of Kame’s exposed chest, heaving up and down.

“You look good enough to eat.”


It wasn’t what he expected to hear, but at the same time the declaration was so unmistakably Jin’s, that it made the tight knot on his chest come lose.


Kame felt the rest of the tension leave his body on a sudden rush and laughed, finally taking notice of the fact that he could tell that Jin was smiling while he spoke, even though he couldn’t see him. “You are smiling.”

“Yes, I am,” Jin replied, smile growing and body moving closer, “but smiles are easy to hear,” he said, breathing warm on Kame’s chest and making him shiver, “let’s see what else you manage to sense without seeing.”

He placed one hand on the bulge in Kame’s pants, watched as the other’s breath hitched, and drank in the beautiful sight. “Feels good when you don’t know what’s coming, doesn’t it?” he asked, licking a path up Kame’s neck.

Kame just nodded, moaning low in his throat and hearing Jin chuckle. “You are probably wearing a smug expression right now,” he said when he managed.

“It’s not like I can help it,” Jin answered, finally slipping his hands inside Kame’s trousers, fingers closing around the other’s cock. “I really enjoy making you look like you do right now, Kazu.”

Kame opened his mouth, wished he had a smart assed reply to that but no sound came out as he threw his head back and thrust up, following Jin’s rhythm, trying desperately to get more contact.

“If you could see yourself right now,” Jin breathed between heavy panting, voice low and intimate and suddenly Kame saw, saw his face right in front of him, the slightly pouty lips, sultry eyes and gentle features, burned onto the inside of his eyelids.


“You would know how I feel.” he finished, giving one last hard tug and Kame’s body went taut, arching as he came in Jin’s hand.

They were panting in unison and it sounded impossibly loud. Kame raised his hand and his fingers bumped against clothing, probably Jin’s shirt but he didn’t care, he just pulled, pulled until he felt skin, until he knew he was rubbing his face against Jin’s and then he found his mouth in the darkness and attacked it with tongue and teeth and breath.

Kame released him but kept him close, relishing in Jin’s warmth while trying to catch his breath. “That was…”

“I know,” Jin agreed around a grin, and Kame sensed the smug smile because it was clear in Jin’s voice but he didn’t care this time. He moved his hands until he was holding Jin’s face, fingers gently stroking over his lips, and smiled when he felt the other’s tongue peek out, licking him playfully. “What was that for?” he asked.

”That was a reward for your nice comments about me on the radio,” Jin replied, “even though you forgot to mention my striking good looks.”


Kame turned his head to the side, managing to look completely not impressed despite still being blindfolded. “I am so sorry,” he said sarcastically.

Jin huffed. “Look, I think you need to be very appreciative of the fact that I am ignoring your escapades with Koki last week and instead offering amazing sex.”

At that, Kame hastily removed the fabric away from his eyes and looked at Jin’s face searching for the hint of what he thought he heard in his voice.  His eyes softened at the sight of the slight frown and he touched Jin’s eyebrows with his fingertips, smoothing them back into place. “You know you have no reason be jealous.”