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Oct. 3rd, 2009 03:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
matchyficFandom: KAT-TUN
Characters: Kame, Jin
Pairings: Akame
Genre: fluff, UST
Rating: PG-13, yaoi, rps
Status: Complete
Dedication: annneonet
A/N: pic prompt
Kame always commits himself a hundred percent, no matter what he does. Most people who know him will agree that it's simulataneously one of the best and worst things about him.
Akanishi Jin is one person who very definitely knows Kame (no matter what the gossip rags say), and thus it is no surprise that he is waiting for Kame in the dressing room at the very first concert at the Dome, right after Kame's solo performance. Jin hasn't really paid too much attention to Kame's solo during the practise sessions, apart from pissing off Kame when he kept playing with the samurai sword, so he had no idea that the solo would turn out... the way it turned out.
Jin looks up when the door opens, and sees Kame come in. He's changed from the kimono and is just clad in a pair of shorts. Jin watches as Kame walks over to the seat beside him and sits down heavily, putting his head back and closing his eyes. Kame hasn't fixed his make-up yet, and Jin can't seem to look away from the scarlet slash of lipstick across Kame's cheek.
"You're all wet," he says after a while, still stealing glances at Kame's profile. Kame murmurs something inaudible and tilts his head towards Jin, his eyes slitting open. Jin feels Kame's eyes on him almost like a physical touch, and suddenly has difficulty breathing.
It's just the song, Jin reminds himself fiercely. Kame always takes a bit of time to snap out of a particularly intense act, and his solo song this time is definitely nothing but. He still can't stop his eyes from flicking back to the redness of the lipstick across Kame's skin, though, and without thinking he raises his hand.
Kame's eyes don't leave his as Jin slowly rubs the lipstick off his face. It's only they hear the sounds of someone outside the door that Jin withdraws his hand.
"Thanks," Kame murmurs, when Jin gets up and hands him his hairdryer. Jin tries not to shiver when he feels Kame's fingers curl lightly around his palm.
---End.
Characters: Kame, Jin
Pairings: Akame
Genre: fluff, UST
Rating: PG-13, yaoi, rps
Status: Complete
Dedication: annneonet
A/N: pic prompt
Kame always commits himself a hundred percent, no matter what he does. Most people who know him will agree that it's simulataneously one of the best and worst things about him.
Akanishi Jin is one person who very definitely knows Kame (no matter what the gossip rags say), and thus it is no surprise that he is waiting for Kame in the dressing room at the very first concert at the Dome, right after Kame's solo performance. Jin hasn't really paid too much attention to Kame's solo during the practise sessions, apart from pissing off Kame when he kept playing with the samurai sword, so he had no idea that the solo would turn out... the way it turned out.
Jin looks up when the door opens, and sees Kame come in. He's changed from the kimono and is just clad in a pair of shorts. Jin watches as Kame walks over to the seat beside him and sits down heavily, putting his head back and closing his eyes. Kame hasn't fixed his make-up yet, and Jin can't seem to look away from the scarlet slash of lipstick across Kame's cheek.
"You're all wet," he says after a while, still stealing glances at Kame's profile. Kame murmurs something inaudible and tilts his head towards Jin, his eyes slitting open. Jin feels Kame's eyes on him almost like a physical touch, and suddenly has difficulty breathing.
It's just the song, Jin reminds himself fiercely. Kame always takes a bit of time to snap out of a particularly intense act, and his solo song this time is definitely nothing but. He still can't stop his eyes from flicking back to the redness of the lipstick across Kame's skin, though, and without thinking he raises his hand.
Kame's eyes don't leave his as Jin slowly rubs the lipstick off his face. It's only they hear the sounds of someone outside the door that Jin withdraws his hand.
"Thanks," Kame murmurs, when Jin gets up and hands him his hairdryer. Jin tries not to shiver when he feels Kame's fingers curl lightly around his palm.
---End.
