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Men in suits (Sakumoto) Part 2/2
~~~
“Man, you look tired,” Ohno jokes when they go for a drink after work. “So how’s the Cultural Department doing?” he wants to know.
Jun makes a dismissive gesture with his hand. “Don’t want to talk about it.” That’s actually true, he has no wish whatsoever to think about these four people or what they are doing or if they are going to have anything on Saturday. It also bothers him to no end that out of all Sho had to make his return into his life right at that moment. It’s just so… not the right timing. He just wishes it wouldn't have been necessary to yell at them like that. Now he needs to drown his guilt in sake.
“Did you meet a ghost or what?” Ohno asks curiously.
“Someone from my past,” Jun admits. “When I was still awkward and tiny, and shy.” He sighs.
“Looks good?”
“Damn, yes,” Jun muses and empties a glass of tequila. “I wished we would have met at a different place, without being co-workers and boss and subordinate. I would have totally hit on him.”
“Hm,” Ohno hums. “What’s his name?”
“Sakurai Sho.”
“OH!” Ohno exclaims. “THAT Sho-san?” he asks curiously, and Jun knows that he is not talking about the new employee Sho-san but about the many stories he told him about Sho when they were hanging out. Childhood friend Sho. “That’s your chance!” he chirps.
Jun looks at Ohno for a while. He should feel bothered by these words, he thinks, after all he's been having this little secret crush on Ohno for a while already, but… something inside his stomach flutters indeed, just not out of anger or disappointment, but out of warm feelings of his memory.
“Oh,” Ohno looks up and waves. “Look who is coming!”
“If it’s Oguri, tell him I’m mad,” Jun mumbles and angles for his painkillers.
“I’m not Oguri-san,” a voice can be heard right next to him, and Jun jumps slightly. “Damn it, Nino, don’t sneak up to me like that.”
“Sneak?” Nino grins. “Satoshi-san already told you that someone is coming. That’s not sneaking, you know. Besides I told you last week that I would come.”
“Hm,” Jun sits up a bit and checks the guy next to him. He's known Nino since High School, and he always had a weak spot for this snarky brat. “Thought you changed your mind,” he says casually.
“Why should I?” Jun blinks in surprise, taken aback by Nino’s approach. Nino however grins. “We’ll show you, just so you know,” he promises with a teasing smile. “I’m going to bet with your cranky self that we are going to be so awesome, that you’ll say we are.”
“I’m never going to say something like that,” Jun points out, stunned by the fact that Nino still trusts him.
“That’s the bet,” Nino smirks. “If I win you’ll treat me to some awesome dinner. Nothing cheap, and I want that new Monster Hunter game.”
“Fine,” Jun agrees, because he can never deny Nino anything. “Have you already eaten?”
“Just cake.”
“Cake!?” Jun huffs. “That’s not a balanced nutrition. You know that your mother calls me once a week just to ask me if you are healthy and well, right?”
Ohno laughs, while Nino blushes in shock. “She doesn’t.”
“Hell, yes, she does!” Jun puts some money on the table, and grabs Nino’s arm. “We are going to my place and have dinner. You coming too, Satoshi?”
Ohno shakes his head. “I’m still going to meet someone.”
Jun nods, not in the mood to feel bothered by Ohno having a date. He is on a mission after all… namely to force something healthy down Nino’s throat.
~~~
“You do know that I’m not eating that,” Nino points out when Jun starts putting a lot of cabbage into the soup. “It’s green.”
“I promise you a reward if you do,” Jun points out.
“Yeah, but if the reward doesn’t include my dick and yours, I’m not going to accept it.”
Jun rolls his eyes, and chuckles. “Fine,” he says. “Then your reward will include my dick. Happy now?”
Nino grins. “Well, look at that! Someone can finally read the mood.”
“Yes,” Jun answers sweetly. “But only when someone else eats his dinner first.”
Nino laughs, but does what Jun tells him nevertheless. He eats the soup and doesn’t even complain. Then he heads to the bathroom to take a bath and brush his teeth. When he is back, he wraps his arms around Jun’s neck. “Now,” he whispers. “Is time for your promise.”
“You really need to get yourself a lover soon,” Jun points out dryly and pushes Nino towards his sofa. He has prepared everything already, a bottle of lube and a package with condoms on the sofa table. Glad that Nino didn’t bother to put on his clothes, he goes down to business immediately, placing little kisses all over his body, until he reaches his dick.
“God, yes, J,” Nino moans when he starts licking the sensitive flesh, Nino’s cock jerking under his ministrations, and he wraps his lips around it to suck him tightly.
It’s not that Jun has many sex partners. Sometimes he lets off steam with Ohno, a casual thing, or with Nino. Not even that regularly, just when they feel like it. With Nino it’s the most relaxed, because he knows Nino doesn’t expect anything from him, except good sex. He wants it fast and without too much foreplay, and he likes Jun as a friend the way he is. When they have a real partner, they won’t sleep with each other anymore, just hang out as friends.
They both drank a few glasses too much wine, and none of them bothers much to go too slowly. No matter how messy it’s going to be. Jun puts some lube on his fingers and starts preparing Nino swiftly while still sucking him until he can feel him approaching his orgasm. Only then he pulls back, unwrapping one package of condoms and slipping one over his dick. He pushes Nino’s legs apart, kneeling in between them. Nino nods and wraps his arms around Jun’s neck, and it’s just the invitation he needed. Jun carefully pushes into Nino, but Nino knows what he wants and how he wants it, and wraps his legs around Jun to pull him closer. “Too slowly,” he complains with a smirk. “You are always too careful.”
“Don’t want to hurt you,” Jun mumbles and kisses Nino’s temples.
Nino grins. “Do I look hurt?”
Jun chuckles and speeds up his movements, his hips slapping against Nino’s backside while he pushes into him with fast movements. He takes his neglected cock into his hands too, wrapping his fingers around it and pumping it at the same speed.
Nino moans out all kinds of insults, and Jun’s name, and Jun’s name combined with insults. And Jun thinks he is the only one who can do something like that and still be hot and charming. He makes Nino come first, before he concentrates on his own erection, pushing into Nino with uncontrolled movements, before he feels the white wave of bliss washing over him.
He drops down on top of Nino, taking some time to recover and enjoying the way Nino brushes through his hair and kisses his nose. Then he pulls out of him carefully, lying down at the tiny space on the sofa next to Nino.
“We really need to find partners for ourselves soon,” Nino jokes tiredly. “Though I’ll miss your cooking then.”
“Hm,” Jun hums. “I can always cook for you, with or without a different lover, but I can’t promise you any rewards then.”
Nino chuckles.
“You know,” Jun continues quietly. “I thought you’d be fuming.”
“I know you are nice, Jun,” Nino says surprisingly direct. “And caring.”
“Still…”
“To be honest, I have my own feelings about this department and the people there,” Nino says calmly. “And you have yours. They might not be the same. We don’t need to talk about it. You are my boss in the company, but outside we are friends, even when you were scary and angry at a meeting.”
Jun nods. It’s enough of an explanation. He doesn’t need to hear more. He is just relieved that Nino is still the same as before.
~~~
It can’t be. It just can’t be. The last person he wanted to meet right now is Jun, and who does he share an elevator ride with… again… of course his old childhood friend. It would be silly not to enter the elevator though, he is not a little kid any more, and it doesn’t matter that Jun is his boss, and is super-scary and just put them under so much pressure recently. It also doesn’t matter that Sho used to hold his hand when they were kids so that he wouldn’t be afraid in the dark. This Jun is so different to the Jun he knew. He isn’t shy anymore, not awkward, not nervous. He is so stoic, leaning against the wall of the elevator while skimming through a newspaper only greeting him with a faint nod.
He really wants to grab his collar and yell at him, although he isn’t quite sure what exactly pisses him off. Of course the fact that he put such an ultimatum on them, but at the same time something about Jun irks him.
He is skimming through his newspaper now, frowning slightly. Sho sighs inwardly. It’s his little Macchan, even now. Who is he kidding? He is so good-looking, it’s unbelievable. How did it happen that he changed that much? He has these dark, intense eyes now, and strong cheekbones, and luscious lips… and…
Sho blushes slightly at his own thoughts. To distract himself, he coughs and decides to concentrate on his anger instead. “Just so you know,” he breaks the silence with a grumpy look at Jun. “We are so going to kick your ass by being awesome.”
“Hm,” Jun seems to be unaffected by his words, still pretty indifferent. “Is that so?”
Oh my god, he doesn’t even listen! Sho takes a step closer to Jun, grabbing his arm to make him look into his face. “We will be awesome!” he huffs.
Jun sighs slightly, and puts his newspaper away. “Sakurai-san,” he says with a frown. “I hope for you that you will be as good as you promise to be, but up to now it’s just an empty promise. I-“
Sho decides he has enough of these silly arguments. He has met Jun previously in the elevator when he didn’t know who he was, and Jun was nice, and teasy there, nothing like he is now. Still different than before, but something of the old Jun was showing through.
Sho grabs his collar, and for a moment Jun almost looks startled, then Sho surges forward and smashes their lips together, kissing him with all he has. Jun gasps in shock, and Sho pulls back, suddenly realizing what he has done. God, he is going to be kicked out and fired and he can’t do anything for his team and-
Jun reaches out his arm, but instead of hitting Sho as he expected, he hits the stop button of the elevator. Then he grabs Sho’s arm and pulls him forward again, this time it’s him initiating the kiss. Sho doesn’t need any more invitation, he grabs Jun’s face and pulls him even closer, feeling one of Jun’s arms around his body and the other pressing against the wall of the elevator to hold them upright.
“I hate you,” Sho mumbles between the kisses. “But at the same time I love you. You are my Jun. Just that you are so hot now.”
“For years I have thought the same about you,” Jun teases, and bites into Sho’s earlobe.
“So is this about revenge?” Sho huffs, but still doesn’t pull away from Jun. He lets himself be pressed against one of the walls, while Jun’s hand wanders down to his crotch.
“Not at all,” Jun says calmly. “No hard feeling towards you.”
Sho grabs his face and pulls him back a bit, looking into Jun’s eyes directly, but there really is no indication that Jun hates him or that he wants to do something bad to him. He doesn’t get it though. Why was he so mean towards them? He basically threatened them to lose their jobs and be totally ridiculed by the whole company. What for?
He has no time to think though as Jun opens the buttons of his trousers and pushes them down.
“Are you really…” Sho blushes while Jun smirks at him and gets down on his knees. Before Sho can even tell what’s happening, he can feel Jun’s hot mouth around his dick, sucking him immediately. He isn’t teasing him at all, probably because they don’t have any time to spare. Sho leans back, biting down on his lips to stop himself from moaning, while he tugs at Jun’s hair.
He comes right at the moment when there is a knock slightly above them. “Is someone stuck in there? It’s probably a technical issue!”
Jun wipes his mouth clean, grinning smugly at Sho. “Two people,” he yells. “We are stuck.”
Sho rolls his eyes, and moves his hand towards Jun’s butt. Jun grabs it before he can squeeze his ass. “Later,” he smirks. “You can think of a way to redo the favour. This is… if you still want to meet on Sunday,” he ends right when the elevator starts moving again.
Sho hurries to get his clothes into place and not to look too red in the face. Meanwhile Jun goes back to reading his newspaper. It’s like nothing even happened when the door opens and a few employees bow at them.
Then Jun disappears into the corridor and Sho has to go his own way, confused and nervous about what just happened.
What happened actually?
He has no idea. Just that Jun blew him in the elevator, and that Sho basically kissed him out of nowhere.
~~~
“I have a few ideas,” Aiba muses. “But I mean, a photo shoot with L’Arc~en~Ciel is impossible, I guess…”
“It is not,” Nino says casually.
“WHAT!?” Mirei exclaims, her eyes widening. “We have an exclusive interview with them? But how, why? HOW!?”
“Yes,” Sho agrees, forgetting his embarrassing meeting with Jun. “HOW!?”
“Well, someone in this room...” Nino grins and points at himself. “... is a well-known Sony customer who's been dedicated to the company for years, and he just made a few calls to secure himself and his team a great exclusive coverage and an even greater evening.”
Aiba gets pale and red at once. “A photo shoot with… Hyde-sama… I…”
“Hey,” Nino huffs. “If you freak out now, I’ll be really mad.”
“But-“
“Listen, Matsumoto thinks you don’t have it, does he?” Nino exclaims. “But it just so happens that I googled you and saw the pics you made. You have the passion!”
“But the technique…” Aiba mumbles.
“Who the hell cares about the technique if your pictures are great!?”
Sho nods. “He is right, Aiba-san. You have that spark. Your pictures are not perfect technique-wise, but your passion and your unique approach makes them perfect. People get drawn into them. No one even thinks about technique.”
“Don’t see it as a job,” Mirei joins them. “You love photography, don’t you?”
“More than anything else,” Aiba admits. “I've always dreamed of making my living doing this. My grandfather used to love my pictures so much… It means a lot to me to work in this field.”
“See?” Sho smiles. “Don’t think of the job. Think of your grandfather, and how you would have photographed it for him. Or think of our audience. Think of the people who are going to see your pictures. You can even think of Matsumoto-san when you take your photographs, but not as the president but as a human being who’s going to see your pictures.”
Aiba’s eyes shimmer in tears. “Yes,” he says. “I can do it. Thanks for your support, and sorry for being so much work.”
Nino grins. “We are making you pay back once this is over. We need to work together for a while after all.”
“Yes, let’s go for a drink on Saturday evening when we just convinced Matsumoto-san that we can manage this department,” Sho points out.
“Yes,” Aiba exclaims. “Let’s show it to our mean president.”
Mirei sighs. “Unfortunately, he is so hot…”
Sho doesn’t say anything, but he secretly agrees. He is so hot, and probably only half as strict as people think he is. He has heard from other co-workers that Jun is always respectful towards everyone, he never throws a fit like he did with them. So… He just doesn’t understand why Jun is like that towards them. It’s only his team after all. Why?
~~~
“WHAT!?”
He has never seen Ohno like that, with eyes widened in shock and horror. They have spent three hours together with Toma in a meeting for a new trading company, and it was so boring that at one point Ohno was half-asleep, and Toma started to chat with someone on Facebook on his mobile. Meanwhile Jun was still thinking about his little encounter with Sho. Why did he kiss him so spontaneously? He said, he hated him, but at the same time he loved him. Why, why? And what did it mean?
He has to smile inwardly whenever he thinks of Sho and how blunt he was to defend his department, and how straightforwardly he kissed him. He doesn’t understand it yet, but he knows that if he wants to concentrate on anything related to Sho, he needs to do something else first. “Just forget it, Satoshi,” Jun says casually and hands his old friend a glass with whisky.
“You told me you liked me, and I should forget it?” Ohno takes a huge gulp. “It’s like I played with your feelings.”
“I’m a big boy, Satoshi.” Jun chuckles. “I knew pretty well what we did and how you felt about it. I’m just telling you now because I don’t have a crush on you anymore, and I need to get this out of my system to move on completely.”
“Oh man, Jun, I’m so sorry, and I kept telling you about my love affairs.”
“Satoshi,” Jun grabs his shoulder and squeezes it. “You are a big boy too, so don’t get worked up about it now. The only reason I told you is because you wanted an explanation why I won’t have any of our little lunch meetings anymore. Next time we meet for lunch, we’ll really have lunch.”
“Well.” Ohno smiles softly. “I would happily have lunch with you. Real lunch.” He looks at Jun thoughtfully while he sits down in one of the huge leather seats and sips at his drink. “Any chance you tell me who your love interest is?”
Jun smiles. “I’m not sure if it’s really going to be an interest. But when I figured it out, I’ll tell you. I’ve always been kind of addicted to him.”
“Hm,” Ohno hums. “Sho-san.”
Jun almost spits out his drink in shock. “How did you know?”
“A feeling.” Ohno chuckles. “I’ve not only had sex with you. You are my friend too, remember? If he doesn’t treat you right, tell me and I’ll kick his pretty ass.”
Jun has to smile at that promise. “I will.” But first he has to figure out what Sho really means to him. Well, a lot, because there are the childhood memories. He figures through the way Sho treats his team and how he defends them that he is loyal now. Kiko-san also told him about how he encouraged Aiba, instead of putting pressure on him. The old Sho wouldn’t have done that, because he was only able to see himself.
The new Sho however seems to be able to see his surroundings too.
There is a knock at the door interrupting his thoughts. It has to be Toma or Kiko, or both. “Come in,” he says.
He was right, it’s both of them. Toma bows politely, before he takes a glass with whisky Ohno offers him, while Kiko takes the place next to Ohno. She has adapted to the job fairly well now, and isn’t nervous around Jun at all anymore. In fact she knows how to stand her ground. “We’d like to know if everything is set to go into print tomorrow afternoon?”
“Sure,” Jun nods.
Ohno raises his eyebrows, exchanging a look with Kiko. “Even the Cultural department?”
“Of course,” Jun says, secretly amused over their obvious surprise.
“But…” Toma stutters. “I thought… well…” he obviously doesn’t know how to continue, and Jun decides that this time it’s better not to help him out and instead let the talk die down.
Kiko however chuckles. “I knew it,” she muses, and none of them asks what she knows. A woman’s sixth sense can be scary. When she secretly winks at Jun, he has to hold back a chuckle.
~~~
Sho watches Jun’s face, he is going through the presented folders in highest concentration, reads through the whole article and takes a look at the photos. Here and there he asks questions. Sho crosses his fingers. If Jun won’t like this work, he is for sure only taking revenge on him or… turned into a mean sadist or…
Mirei is sporting her most professional face, and explains the different approaches of the event, and why they featured it in the cultural spree and not the technical one. Nino does his best to support her.
When they are finished, and Jun has seen it all, it’s quiet all of a sudden. Jun closes the folder and hands it back to Sho. He looks at Nino. “Awesome,” he says.
“What!?” Mirei blurts out angrily. “How can you say something like that-“ She pauses when she hears Nino giggling next to her. “Oh, I thought, you would say it’s horrible,” she stutters.
“Not horrible.” Jun smiles warmly all of a sudden, and finally Sho feels reminded of the old Jun again, the one he used to love so much. His heart jumps happily at that. He knew it, it’s still there. His Macchan is still somewhere, at least a piece of him. “I said it’s awesome. You obviously put a lot of work into it. Keep up the good work.”
“I’ll call the publisher and tell them that we are going into print,” Sho says immediately, letting out a sigh of relief.
“No need to,” Jun grins, and for a moment the others look at him in panic, but the way his eyes glint, Sho knows he has tricked them all.
“You already called them?” Sho asks in disbelief.
“Well, in fact-“ Jun brushes through his hair. “I never cancelled. It’s not my style anyway. I hate to make an example of someone.”
“Damn it,” Nino huffs and chuckles at the same time. “I knew you were up to something. I should have known. I mean, I knew, but I didn’t know what you were scheming. However, I still won,” he says, and grins.
Sho isn’t quite sure what he means, but Jun nods towards Nino. Do these two know each other? Seems like it. “You did.”
“And about me?” Aiba asks curiously.
“Ikuta-san has prepared your contract for you. However as we don’t have many good photographers you might need to jump between the departments occasionally,” Jun explains casually.
Aiba blushes first, then his eyes begin to shine. “You mean…”
“You are pretty skilled,” Jun muses. “I particularly like the series you did about the butterflies and the meadows on your Instagram.”
“Wait a moment,” Aiba’s eyes go wide, then he smiles brightly. “It means you…”
“Yes.” Jun admits.
“You never planned on…”
“No.”
“You only wanted to…”
Jun nods.
“THANK YOU!” Aiba exclaims, and jumps towards Jun to shake his hand. Jun is surprised first, but then he grins, and when Aiba raises his hand, Jun allows him to high-five him.
“Am I the only one who doesn’t get what’s going on?” Sho asks quietly.
“No, I don’t know it either,” Mirei admits.
Nino grins at them. “It’s not that important,” he jokes. “Let’s go for that drink we wanted to have if today was successful.”
“Yes.” Sho finally allows himself to smile happily along with the others. “Let’s have a drink. My treat.”
“Are you coming too?” Aiba asks Jun, much to Sho’s surprise. He seriously wonders what made Aiba change his mind so that he suddenly looks at Jun like he was his personal hero.
“Thank you.” Jun smiles in a friendly way. “Next time, I would like to join you, but I think tonight only belongs to you.”
He is right, Sho thinks, and when they settle down in Mirei’s favourite karaoke bar to sing and drink, he knows he can finally feel relaxed. Aiba is in a particularly good mood. “Matsumoto-san is awesome,” he exclaims once more.
“And so hot,” Mirei giggles. “He complimented me on my new hairstyle before he left. None of you guys even noticed.”
“I know, he is great.” Aiba chirps.
“How come you find him great all of a sudden?” Sho asks curiously, while refilling his cup with sake.
“He knew how to boost my confidence,” Aiba grins. When Sho looks at him in confusion, Aiba chuckles. “No need to explain it to you,” he jokes. “You’ll find out eventually."
Sho drinks and laughs with the others, but all the time there is one part of his mind that thinks about Jun. It’s past midnight, around 2AM when they all go home, and Nino swears that for the next deadlines they won’t be able to make him go out, they’ll have to order pizza and bring it to his place. Aiba promises to buy him pizza anytime, while Mirei tells him not to be too nice to a cranky old guy like Nino.
Sho chuckles, and watches them leave together. He wonders how they’ll do in the future. After all they are so different, with different priorities and different motivations, but he is sure, they’ll manage. After the last few days, they learned to work together as a team.
Which brings his thoughts towards Jun again. And his weird behaviour. The even weirder exchange he had with Nino and Aiba today. And the blow job he gave him in the elevator.
Sho nods to himself, skimming through his phone until he finds the message with Jun’s address that Kiko, Jun’s secretary, sent to him right after they met for the first time. His address is pretty close. Why not drop by?
~~~
It only dawns on him that it’s already almost 3AM when he rings Jun’s doorbell. It’s a fancy apartment complex, and he almost feared that the concierge wouldn’t let him in, but once he told him his name, the man nodded.
It’s dark, and the corridors are only half-lit. Sho almost believes that Jun is either deep asleep or not at home, when the door suddenly buzzes and opens. Fancy, Sho has to smile.
Jun is sitting on the sill of his huge panorama window of his even huger penthouse, his feet dangling down. He is wearing no shoes, just a black unbuttoned shirt and simple trousers, eating a cup with instant noodles. “You have no sense of timing,” Jun points out.
He is right, Sho thinks, he really is. He closes the door behind him. “It wasn’t anything against me,” he muses.
“No, in fact I was pretty upset that you were involved in the whole drama. I wished you would have joined one week later.” Jun smiles. “But it’s Sunday, and you came.”
“I came.” Sho smiles and slips out of his shoes. He drops his jacket somewhere and joins Jun on the windowsill. Through the half-buttoned shirt he can see some promising abs. He sneaks a bit closer to touch the presented skin, and to place a kiss on Jun’s forehead. It feels weird to do that, but also natural, and he doesn’t question it.
“I don’t get it,” Sho admits quietly, almost afraid that Jun will laugh at him. But Jun just hands him his cup with instant noodles, and lets Sho eat a few bites.
Jun sighs. “The department was a mess,” he explains. “You basically despised each other. Aiba-san and Nino didn’t get along, and none of you was focused.” He smiles. “Sho-san, Aiba just needed to have a chance to prove to himself that he has got it. He needed someone to piss him off and to question the only thing he was certain about – his dedication and passion. Once I did, he immediately wanted to show me and himself how good he is.”
“And the ultimatum?” Sho stutters, surprised by the previous explanation. It makes sense now, in a weirdly twisted way. But Aiba understood it, it seems, and Jun knew how to push his buttons.
Jun chuckles. “It’s not my style,” he admits. “I never did something like that before, I don’t want to do it again. But we were short on time, and Ikuta-san already wanted to cover the missing pages with a different topic from another department. And Ohno wanted to integrate your department into another one.” Jun shrugs. “Both of it not my style either. So, I needed to make you guys work together.”
“Huh?” Sho blinks in confusion. So, Jun basically saved them in his own weird way?
Jun grins. “Everyone knows that co-workers who hate their boss are working together well.”
Sho is stunned. He stares at Jun while he eats a few bites of the awful instant noodles. “They taste horrible,” he finally stutters.
Jun grins, and takes the cup out of his hands. “Next time I’ll cook something for you. It just so happens that I love cooking. So you might be lucky.”
“So there is a next time?” Sho wants to know.
Jun shrugs. “I don’t know. What do you think?”
Sho grins and sneaks closer. He takes Jun’s face between his fingers, bending forward to kiss his cheek. “I think that one part of my shy Jun is still there, or he wouldn’t ask what I think. I think that I would love to see you again, as long as you quit whatever weird relationship you have with Ninomiya, because I hate to share.”
Jun wraps his arms around Sho’s waist. “I cut all the loose ties,” he says.
“Good.” Sho smirks. “Because I think I still need to redo the favour.”
He can feel how Jun smiles against his face. “I think so too,” he finally admits.
“Man, you look tired,” Ohno jokes when they go for a drink after work. “So how’s the Cultural Department doing?” he wants to know.
Jun makes a dismissive gesture with his hand. “Don’t want to talk about it.” That’s actually true, he has no wish whatsoever to think about these four people or what they are doing or if they are going to have anything on Saturday. It also bothers him to no end that out of all Sho had to make his return into his life right at that moment. It’s just so… not the right timing. He just wishes it wouldn't have been necessary to yell at them like that. Now he needs to drown his guilt in sake.
“Did you meet a ghost or what?” Ohno asks curiously.
“Someone from my past,” Jun admits. “When I was still awkward and tiny, and shy.” He sighs.
“Looks good?”
“Damn, yes,” Jun muses and empties a glass of tequila. “I wished we would have met at a different place, without being co-workers and boss and subordinate. I would have totally hit on him.”
“Hm,” Ohno hums. “What’s his name?”
“Sakurai Sho.”
“OH!” Ohno exclaims. “THAT Sho-san?” he asks curiously, and Jun knows that he is not talking about the new employee Sho-san but about the many stories he told him about Sho when they were hanging out. Childhood friend Sho. “That’s your chance!” he chirps.
Jun looks at Ohno for a while. He should feel bothered by these words, he thinks, after all he's been having this little secret crush on Ohno for a while already, but… something inside his stomach flutters indeed, just not out of anger or disappointment, but out of warm feelings of his memory.
“Oh,” Ohno looks up and waves. “Look who is coming!”
“If it’s Oguri, tell him I’m mad,” Jun mumbles and angles for his painkillers.
“I’m not Oguri-san,” a voice can be heard right next to him, and Jun jumps slightly. “Damn it, Nino, don’t sneak up to me like that.”
“Sneak?” Nino grins. “Satoshi-san already told you that someone is coming. That’s not sneaking, you know. Besides I told you last week that I would come.”
“Hm,” Jun sits up a bit and checks the guy next to him. He's known Nino since High School, and he always had a weak spot for this snarky brat. “Thought you changed your mind,” he says casually.
“Why should I?” Jun blinks in surprise, taken aback by Nino’s approach. Nino however grins. “We’ll show you, just so you know,” he promises with a teasing smile. “I’m going to bet with your cranky self that we are going to be so awesome, that you’ll say we are.”
“I’m never going to say something like that,” Jun points out, stunned by the fact that Nino still trusts him.
“That’s the bet,” Nino smirks. “If I win you’ll treat me to some awesome dinner. Nothing cheap, and I want that new Monster Hunter game.”
“Fine,” Jun agrees, because he can never deny Nino anything. “Have you already eaten?”
“Just cake.”
“Cake!?” Jun huffs. “That’s not a balanced nutrition. You know that your mother calls me once a week just to ask me if you are healthy and well, right?”
Ohno laughs, while Nino blushes in shock. “She doesn’t.”
“Hell, yes, she does!” Jun puts some money on the table, and grabs Nino’s arm. “We are going to my place and have dinner. You coming too, Satoshi?”
Ohno shakes his head. “I’m still going to meet someone.”
Jun nods, not in the mood to feel bothered by Ohno having a date. He is on a mission after all… namely to force something healthy down Nino’s throat.
~~~
“You do know that I’m not eating that,” Nino points out when Jun starts putting a lot of cabbage into the soup. “It’s green.”
“I promise you a reward if you do,” Jun points out.
“Yeah, but if the reward doesn’t include my dick and yours, I’m not going to accept it.”
Jun rolls his eyes, and chuckles. “Fine,” he says. “Then your reward will include my dick. Happy now?”
Nino grins. “Well, look at that! Someone can finally read the mood.”
“Yes,” Jun answers sweetly. “But only when someone else eats his dinner first.”
Nino laughs, but does what Jun tells him nevertheless. He eats the soup and doesn’t even complain. Then he heads to the bathroom to take a bath and brush his teeth. When he is back, he wraps his arms around Jun’s neck. “Now,” he whispers. “Is time for your promise.”
“You really need to get yourself a lover soon,” Jun points out dryly and pushes Nino towards his sofa. He has prepared everything already, a bottle of lube and a package with condoms on the sofa table. Glad that Nino didn’t bother to put on his clothes, he goes down to business immediately, placing little kisses all over his body, until he reaches his dick.
“God, yes, J,” Nino moans when he starts licking the sensitive flesh, Nino’s cock jerking under his ministrations, and he wraps his lips around it to suck him tightly.
It’s not that Jun has many sex partners. Sometimes he lets off steam with Ohno, a casual thing, or with Nino. Not even that regularly, just when they feel like it. With Nino it’s the most relaxed, because he knows Nino doesn’t expect anything from him, except good sex. He wants it fast and without too much foreplay, and he likes Jun as a friend the way he is. When they have a real partner, they won’t sleep with each other anymore, just hang out as friends.
They both drank a few glasses too much wine, and none of them bothers much to go too slowly. No matter how messy it’s going to be. Jun puts some lube on his fingers and starts preparing Nino swiftly while still sucking him until he can feel him approaching his orgasm. Only then he pulls back, unwrapping one package of condoms and slipping one over his dick. He pushes Nino’s legs apart, kneeling in between them. Nino nods and wraps his arms around Jun’s neck, and it’s just the invitation he needed. Jun carefully pushes into Nino, but Nino knows what he wants and how he wants it, and wraps his legs around Jun to pull him closer. “Too slowly,” he complains with a smirk. “You are always too careful.”
“Don’t want to hurt you,” Jun mumbles and kisses Nino’s temples.
Nino grins. “Do I look hurt?”
Jun chuckles and speeds up his movements, his hips slapping against Nino’s backside while he pushes into him with fast movements. He takes his neglected cock into his hands too, wrapping his fingers around it and pumping it at the same speed.
Nino moans out all kinds of insults, and Jun’s name, and Jun’s name combined with insults. And Jun thinks he is the only one who can do something like that and still be hot and charming. He makes Nino come first, before he concentrates on his own erection, pushing into Nino with uncontrolled movements, before he feels the white wave of bliss washing over him.
He drops down on top of Nino, taking some time to recover and enjoying the way Nino brushes through his hair and kisses his nose. Then he pulls out of him carefully, lying down at the tiny space on the sofa next to Nino.
“We really need to find partners for ourselves soon,” Nino jokes tiredly. “Though I’ll miss your cooking then.”
“Hm,” Jun hums. “I can always cook for you, with or without a different lover, but I can’t promise you any rewards then.”
Nino chuckles.
“You know,” Jun continues quietly. “I thought you’d be fuming.”
“I know you are nice, Jun,” Nino says surprisingly direct. “And caring.”
“Still…”
“To be honest, I have my own feelings about this department and the people there,” Nino says calmly. “And you have yours. They might not be the same. We don’t need to talk about it. You are my boss in the company, but outside we are friends, even when you were scary and angry at a meeting.”
Jun nods. It’s enough of an explanation. He doesn’t need to hear more. He is just relieved that Nino is still the same as before.
~~~
It can’t be. It just can’t be. The last person he wanted to meet right now is Jun, and who does he share an elevator ride with… again… of course his old childhood friend. It would be silly not to enter the elevator though, he is not a little kid any more, and it doesn’t matter that Jun is his boss, and is super-scary and just put them under so much pressure recently. It also doesn’t matter that Sho used to hold his hand when they were kids so that he wouldn’t be afraid in the dark. This Jun is so different to the Jun he knew. He isn’t shy anymore, not awkward, not nervous. He is so stoic, leaning against the wall of the elevator while skimming through a newspaper only greeting him with a faint nod.
He really wants to grab his collar and yell at him, although he isn’t quite sure what exactly pisses him off. Of course the fact that he put such an ultimatum on them, but at the same time something about Jun irks him.
He is skimming through his newspaper now, frowning slightly. Sho sighs inwardly. It’s his little Macchan, even now. Who is he kidding? He is so good-looking, it’s unbelievable. How did it happen that he changed that much? He has these dark, intense eyes now, and strong cheekbones, and luscious lips… and…
Sho blushes slightly at his own thoughts. To distract himself, he coughs and decides to concentrate on his anger instead. “Just so you know,” he breaks the silence with a grumpy look at Jun. “We are so going to kick your ass by being awesome.”
“Hm,” Jun seems to be unaffected by his words, still pretty indifferent. “Is that so?”
Oh my god, he doesn’t even listen! Sho takes a step closer to Jun, grabbing his arm to make him look into his face. “We will be awesome!” he huffs.
Jun sighs slightly, and puts his newspaper away. “Sakurai-san,” he says with a frown. “I hope for you that you will be as good as you promise to be, but up to now it’s just an empty promise. I-“
Sho decides he has enough of these silly arguments. He has met Jun previously in the elevator when he didn’t know who he was, and Jun was nice, and teasy there, nothing like he is now. Still different than before, but something of the old Jun was showing through.
Sho grabs his collar, and for a moment Jun almost looks startled, then Sho surges forward and smashes their lips together, kissing him with all he has. Jun gasps in shock, and Sho pulls back, suddenly realizing what he has done. God, he is going to be kicked out and fired and he can’t do anything for his team and-
Jun reaches out his arm, but instead of hitting Sho as he expected, he hits the stop button of the elevator. Then he grabs Sho’s arm and pulls him forward again, this time it’s him initiating the kiss. Sho doesn’t need any more invitation, he grabs Jun’s face and pulls him even closer, feeling one of Jun’s arms around his body and the other pressing against the wall of the elevator to hold them upright.
“I hate you,” Sho mumbles between the kisses. “But at the same time I love you. You are my Jun. Just that you are so hot now.”
“For years I have thought the same about you,” Jun teases, and bites into Sho’s earlobe.
“So is this about revenge?” Sho huffs, but still doesn’t pull away from Jun. He lets himself be pressed against one of the walls, while Jun’s hand wanders down to his crotch.
“Not at all,” Jun says calmly. “No hard feeling towards you.”
Sho grabs his face and pulls him back a bit, looking into Jun’s eyes directly, but there really is no indication that Jun hates him or that he wants to do something bad to him. He doesn’t get it though. Why was he so mean towards them? He basically threatened them to lose their jobs and be totally ridiculed by the whole company. What for?
He has no time to think though as Jun opens the buttons of his trousers and pushes them down.
“Are you really…” Sho blushes while Jun smirks at him and gets down on his knees. Before Sho can even tell what’s happening, he can feel Jun’s hot mouth around his dick, sucking him immediately. He isn’t teasing him at all, probably because they don’t have any time to spare. Sho leans back, biting down on his lips to stop himself from moaning, while he tugs at Jun’s hair.
He comes right at the moment when there is a knock slightly above them. “Is someone stuck in there? It’s probably a technical issue!”
Jun wipes his mouth clean, grinning smugly at Sho. “Two people,” he yells. “We are stuck.”
Sho rolls his eyes, and moves his hand towards Jun’s butt. Jun grabs it before he can squeeze his ass. “Later,” he smirks. “You can think of a way to redo the favour. This is… if you still want to meet on Sunday,” he ends right when the elevator starts moving again.
Sho hurries to get his clothes into place and not to look too red in the face. Meanwhile Jun goes back to reading his newspaper. It’s like nothing even happened when the door opens and a few employees bow at them.
Then Jun disappears into the corridor and Sho has to go his own way, confused and nervous about what just happened.
What happened actually?
He has no idea. Just that Jun blew him in the elevator, and that Sho basically kissed him out of nowhere.
~~~
“I have a few ideas,” Aiba muses. “But I mean, a photo shoot with L’Arc~en~Ciel is impossible, I guess…”
“It is not,” Nino says casually.
“WHAT!?” Mirei exclaims, her eyes widening. “We have an exclusive interview with them? But how, why? HOW!?”
“Yes,” Sho agrees, forgetting his embarrassing meeting with Jun. “HOW!?”
“Well, someone in this room...” Nino grins and points at himself. “... is a well-known Sony customer who's been dedicated to the company for years, and he just made a few calls to secure himself and his team a great exclusive coverage and an even greater evening.”
Aiba gets pale and red at once. “A photo shoot with… Hyde-sama… I…”
“Hey,” Nino huffs. “If you freak out now, I’ll be really mad.”
“But-“
“Listen, Matsumoto thinks you don’t have it, does he?” Nino exclaims. “But it just so happens that I googled you and saw the pics you made. You have the passion!”
“But the technique…” Aiba mumbles.
“Who the hell cares about the technique if your pictures are great!?”
Sho nods. “He is right, Aiba-san. You have that spark. Your pictures are not perfect technique-wise, but your passion and your unique approach makes them perfect. People get drawn into them. No one even thinks about technique.”
“Don’t see it as a job,” Mirei joins them. “You love photography, don’t you?”
“More than anything else,” Aiba admits. “I've always dreamed of making my living doing this. My grandfather used to love my pictures so much… It means a lot to me to work in this field.”
“See?” Sho smiles. “Don’t think of the job. Think of your grandfather, and how you would have photographed it for him. Or think of our audience. Think of the people who are going to see your pictures. You can even think of Matsumoto-san when you take your photographs, but not as the president but as a human being who’s going to see your pictures.”
Aiba’s eyes shimmer in tears. “Yes,” he says. “I can do it. Thanks for your support, and sorry for being so much work.”
Nino grins. “We are making you pay back once this is over. We need to work together for a while after all.”
“Yes, let’s go for a drink on Saturday evening when we just convinced Matsumoto-san that we can manage this department,” Sho points out.
“Yes,” Aiba exclaims. “Let’s show it to our mean president.”
Mirei sighs. “Unfortunately, he is so hot…”
Sho doesn’t say anything, but he secretly agrees. He is so hot, and probably only half as strict as people think he is. He has heard from other co-workers that Jun is always respectful towards everyone, he never throws a fit like he did with them. So… He just doesn’t understand why Jun is like that towards them. It’s only his team after all. Why?
~~~
“WHAT!?”
He has never seen Ohno like that, with eyes widened in shock and horror. They have spent three hours together with Toma in a meeting for a new trading company, and it was so boring that at one point Ohno was half-asleep, and Toma started to chat with someone on Facebook on his mobile. Meanwhile Jun was still thinking about his little encounter with Sho. Why did he kiss him so spontaneously? He said, he hated him, but at the same time he loved him. Why, why? And what did it mean?
He has to smile inwardly whenever he thinks of Sho and how blunt he was to defend his department, and how straightforwardly he kissed him. He doesn’t understand it yet, but he knows that if he wants to concentrate on anything related to Sho, he needs to do something else first. “Just forget it, Satoshi,” Jun says casually and hands his old friend a glass with whisky.
“You told me you liked me, and I should forget it?” Ohno takes a huge gulp. “It’s like I played with your feelings.”
“I’m a big boy, Satoshi.” Jun chuckles. “I knew pretty well what we did and how you felt about it. I’m just telling you now because I don’t have a crush on you anymore, and I need to get this out of my system to move on completely.”
“Oh man, Jun, I’m so sorry, and I kept telling you about my love affairs.”
“Satoshi,” Jun grabs his shoulder and squeezes it. “You are a big boy too, so don’t get worked up about it now. The only reason I told you is because you wanted an explanation why I won’t have any of our little lunch meetings anymore. Next time we meet for lunch, we’ll really have lunch.”
“Well.” Ohno smiles softly. “I would happily have lunch with you. Real lunch.” He looks at Jun thoughtfully while he sits down in one of the huge leather seats and sips at his drink. “Any chance you tell me who your love interest is?”
Jun smiles. “I’m not sure if it’s really going to be an interest. But when I figured it out, I’ll tell you. I’ve always been kind of addicted to him.”
“Hm,” Ohno hums. “Sho-san.”
Jun almost spits out his drink in shock. “How did you know?”
“A feeling.” Ohno chuckles. “I’ve not only had sex with you. You are my friend too, remember? If he doesn’t treat you right, tell me and I’ll kick his pretty ass.”
Jun has to smile at that promise. “I will.” But first he has to figure out what Sho really means to him. Well, a lot, because there are the childhood memories. He figures through the way Sho treats his team and how he defends them that he is loyal now. Kiko-san also told him about how he encouraged Aiba, instead of putting pressure on him. The old Sho wouldn’t have done that, because he was only able to see himself.
The new Sho however seems to be able to see his surroundings too.
There is a knock at the door interrupting his thoughts. It has to be Toma or Kiko, or both. “Come in,” he says.
He was right, it’s both of them. Toma bows politely, before he takes a glass with whisky Ohno offers him, while Kiko takes the place next to Ohno. She has adapted to the job fairly well now, and isn’t nervous around Jun at all anymore. In fact she knows how to stand her ground. “We’d like to know if everything is set to go into print tomorrow afternoon?”
“Sure,” Jun nods.
Ohno raises his eyebrows, exchanging a look with Kiko. “Even the Cultural department?”
“Of course,” Jun says, secretly amused over their obvious surprise.
“But…” Toma stutters. “I thought… well…” he obviously doesn’t know how to continue, and Jun decides that this time it’s better not to help him out and instead let the talk die down.
Kiko however chuckles. “I knew it,” she muses, and none of them asks what she knows. A woman’s sixth sense can be scary. When she secretly winks at Jun, he has to hold back a chuckle.
~~~
Sho watches Jun’s face, he is going through the presented folders in highest concentration, reads through the whole article and takes a look at the photos. Here and there he asks questions. Sho crosses his fingers. If Jun won’t like this work, he is for sure only taking revenge on him or… turned into a mean sadist or…
Mirei is sporting her most professional face, and explains the different approaches of the event, and why they featured it in the cultural spree and not the technical one. Nino does his best to support her.
When they are finished, and Jun has seen it all, it’s quiet all of a sudden. Jun closes the folder and hands it back to Sho. He looks at Nino. “Awesome,” he says.
“What!?” Mirei blurts out angrily. “How can you say something like that-“ She pauses when she hears Nino giggling next to her. “Oh, I thought, you would say it’s horrible,” she stutters.
“Not horrible.” Jun smiles warmly all of a sudden, and finally Sho feels reminded of the old Jun again, the one he used to love so much. His heart jumps happily at that. He knew it, it’s still there. His Macchan is still somewhere, at least a piece of him. “I said it’s awesome. You obviously put a lot of work into it. Keep up the good work.”
“I’ll call the publisher and tell them that we are going into print,” Sho says immediately, letting out a sigh of relief.
“No need to,” Jun grins, and for a moment the others look at him in panic, but the way his eyes glint, Sho knows he has tricked them all.
“You already called them?” Sho asks in disbelief.
“Well, in fact-“ Jun brushes through his hair. “I never cancelled. It’s not my style anyway. I hate to make an example of someone.”
“Damn it,” Nino huffs and chuckles at the same time. “I knew you were up to something. I should have known. I mean, I knew, but I didn’t know what you were scheming. However, I still won,” he says, and grins.
Sho isn’t quite sure what he means, but Jun nods towards Nino. Do these two know each other? Seems like it. “You did.”
“And about me?” Aiba asks curiously.
“Ikuta-san has prepared your contract for you. However as we don’t have many good photographers you might need to jump between the departments occasionally,” Jun explains casually.
Aiba blushes first, then his eyes begin to shine. “You mean…”
“You are pretty skilled,” Jun muses. “I particularly like the series you did about the butterflies and the meadows on your Instagram.”
“Wait a moment,” Aiba’s eyes go wide, then he smiles brightly. “It means you…”
“Yes.” Jun admits.
“You never planned on…”
“No.”
“You only wanted to…”
Jun nods.
“THANK YOU!” Aiba exclaims, and jumps towards Jun to shake his hand. Jun is surprised first, but then he grins, and when Aiba raises his hand, Jun allows him to high-five him.
“Am I the only one who doesn’t get what’s going on?” Sho asks quietly.
“No, I don’t know it either,” Mirei admits.
Nino grins at them. “It’s not that important,” he jokes. “Let’s go for that drink we wanted to have if today was successful.”
“Yes.” Sho finally allows himself to smile happily along with the others. “Let’s have a drink. My treat.”
“Are you coming too?” Aiba asks Jun, much to Sho’s surprise. He seriously wonders what made Aiba change his mind so that he suddenly looks at Jun like he was his personal hero.
“Thank you.” Jun smiles in a friendly way. “Next time, I would like to join you, but I think tonight only belongs to you.”
He is right, Sho thinks, and when they settle down in Mirei’s favourite karaoke bar to sing and drink, he knows he can finally feel relaxed. Aiba is in a particularly good mood. “Matsumoto-san is awesome,” he exclaims once more.
“And so hot,” Mirei giggles. “He complimented me on my new hairstyle before he left. None of you guys even noticed.”
“I know, he is great.” Aiba chirps.
“How come you find him great all of a sudden?” Sho asks curiously, while refilling his cup with sake.
“He knew how to boost my confidence,” Aiba grins. When Sho looks at him in confusion, Aiba chuckles. “No need to explain it to you,” he jokes. “You’ll find out eventually."
Sho drinks and laughs with the others, but all the time there is one part of his mind that thinks about Jun. It’s past midnight, around 2AM when they all go home, and Nino swears that for the next deadlines they won’t be able to make him go out, they’ll have to order pizza and bring it to his place. Aiba promises to buy him pizza anytime, while Mirei tells him not to be too nice to a cranky old guy like Nino.
Sho chuckles, and watches them leave together. He wonders how they’ll do in the future. After all they are so different, with different priorities and different motivations, but he is sure, they’ll manage. After the last few days, they learned to work together as a team.
Which brings his thoughts towards Jun again. And his weird behaviour. The even weirder exchange he had with Nino and Aiba today. And the blow job he gave him in the elevator.
Sho nods to himself, skimming through his phone until he finds the message with Jun’s address that Kiko, Jun’s secretary, sent to him right after they met for the first time. His address is pretty close. Why not drop by?
~~~
It only dawns on him that it’s already almost 3AM when he rings Jun’s doorbell. It’s a fancy apartment complex, and he almost feared that the concierge wouldn’t let him in, but once he told him his name, the man nodded.
It’s dark, and the corridors are only half-lit. Sho almost believes that Jun is either deep asleep or not at home, when the door suddenly buzzes and opens. Fancy, Sho has to smile.
Jun is sitting on the sill of his huge panorama window of his even huger penthouse, his feet dangling down. He is wearing no shoes, just a black unbuttoned shirt and simple trousers, eating a cup with instant noodles. “You have no sense of timing,” Jun points out.
He is right, Sho thinks, he really is. He closes the door behind him. “It wasn’t anything against me,” he muses.
“No, in fact I was pretty upset that you were involved in the whole drama. I wished you would have joined one week later.” Jun smiles. “But it’s Sunday, and you came.”
“I came.” Sho smiles and slips out of his shoes. He drops his jacket somewhere and joins Jun on the windowsill. Through the half-buttoned shirt he can see some promising abs. He sneaks a bit closer to touch the presented skin, and to place a kiss on Jun’s forehead. It feels weird to do that, but also natural, and he doesn’t question it.
“I don’t get it,” Sho admits quietly, almost afraid that Jun will laugh at him. But Jun just hands him his cup with instant noodles, and lets Sho eat a few bites.
Jun sighs. “The department was a mess,” he explains. “You basically despised each other. Aiba-san and Nino didn’t get along, and none of you was focused.” He smiles. “Sho-san, Aiba just needed to have a chance to prove to himself that he has got it. He needed someone to piss him off and to question the only thing he was certain about – his dedication and passion. Once I did, he immediately wanted to show me and himself how good he is.”
“And the ultimatum?” Sho stutters, surprised by the previous explanation. It makes sense now, in a weirdly twisted way. But Aiba understood it, it seems, and Jun knew how to push his buttons.
Jun chuckles. “It’s not my style,” he admits. “I never did something like that before, I don’t want to do it again. But we were short on time, and Ikuta-san already wanted to cover the missing pages with a different topic from another department. And Ohno wanted to integrate your department into another one.” Jun shrugs. “Both of it not my style either. So, I needed to make you guys work together.”
“Huh?” Sho blinks in confusion. So, Jun basically saved them in his own weird way?
Jun grins. “Everyone knows that co-workers who hate their boss are working together well.”
Sho is stunned. He stares at Jun while he eats a few bites of the awful instant noodles. “They taste horrible,” he finally stutters.
Jun grins, and takes the cup out of his hands. “Next time I’ll cook something for you. It just so happens that I love cooking. So you might be lucky.”
“So there is a next time?” Sho wants to know.
Jun shrugs. “I don’t know. What do you think?”
Sho grins and sneaks closer. He takes Jun’s face between his fingers, bending forward to kiss his cheek. “I think that one part of my shy Jun is still there, or he wouldn’t ask what I think. I think that I would love to see you again, as long as you quit whatever weird relationship you have with Ninomiya, because I hate to share.”
Jun wraps his arms around Sho’s waist. “I cut all the loose ties,” he says.
“Good.” Sho smirks. “Because I think I still need to redo the favour.”
He can feel how Jun smiles against his face. “I think so too,” he finally admits.
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I love Jun's relationship with Ohno and especially Nino. He was so caring, wanting Nino to eat right and making love to him so carefully.
He really is the ideal boss - not that most of us spend their down time banging our bosses though.
Those first blossoms of Sakumoto romance at the end...sigh.
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Haha, well, I guess the fact that Jun is their boss helps with all the love-interaction ^^ Jun needs to behave now though, as Sho doesn't want to share :D
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I'm really happy you liked this!! ♥
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Also, there was so much crack I was laughing till my ribs hurt, especially at the mental image of Nino asking for food but not cheap one and Aiba fanboying over Hyde-sama lmao.
You already know how much I adore your writing and especially your Sakumoto so I won't write another wall of text lol just know I loooooved this <3
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Thanks so much for your lovely comment! I'm really glad that you read through that huge fic and enjoyed it!! ♥
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They really started working together when Jun scolded them and it worked out ~ yeahhhhh...
Aiba found his passion for his work ❤
Sho and Jun are great here, and Jun as the boss is really cool *lol* he seems so cold, but actually he isn't. :)
And his casual love things were really hot, but it's good that he had ended it in the end. :)
Thanks for this story, I really enjoyed reading it.
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Jun as the hot boss, trying to support his team with his own methods was kinda fun to write :D (Aiba just had to realize that he is great ^^)