Jun/Aiba RP [part 2 of 5]

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All warnings are the same as in Part 1!


As filming went on, Aiba and Jun's conbini outings became a routine.  Sometimes they were joined by other members of the cast, but often, it was just the two of them.  Aiba enjoyed it so much--and Jun seemed to, as well--that he started to make a point of spending time with just Jun, going for food together after doing something with MAIN, or eating lunch together in a deserted hallway of a rehearsal hall, or just chatting for a while after dance class.  The day before had been one of those times, and Aiba and Jun had been the last two left in the studio dressing room, having lost track of time talking while everyone else got ready to leave.  Aiba still hadn't really wanted to leave, but they both had other obligations and homework to get done.  He had a free afternoon the next day, though, Aiba had remembered suddenly, so on a whim he'd invited Jun out for burgers.  It was always better to spend time with friends than alone, right?  And he always had a good time with Matsujun.

So now, Aiba had a smile on his face as he headed towards the train station's exit to meet Jun.  Spotting him already waiting, facing the other direction, Aiba snuck up on Jun, throwing his arms around him from behind.  "Matsujun~" Aiba greeted excitedly.

Jun started when he felt Aiba's arms around him, but relaxed after a moment, smiling. "Aiba-chan," he greeted happily, slipping free of the other boy's arms to turn to face him. Ever since that first time that they had gone out together, their outings had become a regular occurrence, and Jun couldn't have been happier. Aiba was everything Jun had thought he was and more; bright, cheerful, positive, talented, beautiful... Jun couldn't have wanted more in a friend, and he was still thoroughly captivated by Aiba. Together, Jun knew, they'd go as far as possible, and they'd be together the whole time. Maybe they could even debut as a group together... but whatever the case, Jun was sure he and Aiba would be friends forever.

He was getting over his tenseness at Aiba's physical closeness, too. Though Jun had not moved from puberty in the past few weeks, as being close to his friend became more normal, Jun began to be able to deal with it. Of course, he reminded himself, it wasn't that it was Aiba, just that Aiba was the person who was close to him a lot, and Jun's body reacted to closeness to other people. But at any rate, by now he could enjoy being close to Aiba, and especially since Aiba was close a lot, it was a good thing. Besides, Aiba was so friendly and affectionate that Jun really did like it when they shared skinship... it made their friendship seem all the more tangible. Though Jun himself didn't have the courage to initiate closeness, he enjoyed it all the same.

But despite that the hug was over with now, Jun was excited at the thought of the dinner that was ahead of them, and so he grinned sheepishly at Aiba. "Ready to go?"

Aiba nodded happily, skipping off towards the nearby McDonald's.  It was always fun to go out to eat with friends, especially because he hardly ever got to eat out with his family, since they owned a restaurant themselves.  And Aiba loved hamburgers and french fries and pretty much everything McDonald's served, so he couldn't think of a much better way to spend an afternoon.  "Come on, Matsujun!  Don't be a slowpoke!" Aiba called, glancing at Jun a few paces back.  "Hey, wouldn't it be cool if I had a scooter like Sousuke?"  He could picture it--zooming through the streets of Tokyo, Matsujun hanging on behind him...  Maybe they could even solve crimes, too!

Jun picked up his pace, jogging to catch up with Aiba, a grin on his face. He was a good deal shorter than Aiba, and when the other boy got enthusiastic, it was a little hard to keep up with him... but then again, Aiba was the most fun when he was excited, too, so Jun didn't mind. "That would be really cool," he agreed, envisioning first Aiba on the scooter, then, maybe, himself on behind him as well, holding on as Aiba moved them along. Scooters weren't all that conducive to two-person riding, though, and, Jun thought, it would be even cooler if Aiba had a vespa or something. Sitting behind Aiba, holding on to him as the wind blew through their hair and Aiba brought them to wherever they were going... now that would be cool, Jun thought. Much cooler than if he had his own mode of transportation, really. Even if Jun could get a little obsessive about being in control when it came to getting places, the thought of going places with Aiba was undeniably an attractive one.

But at any rate, they were only fourteen, and maybe they would be able to live that fantasy one day, but for right now, Jun was simply looking forward to dinner with Aiba. When they got to the McDonald's and ordered their food, settling down at a two-person table off to the side, Jun smiled earnestly, admiring the large pile of food on Aiba's tray. "How have you been, Aiba-chan?"

"Hungry!" Aiba replied, his eyes going wide as he admired the feast in front of him, trying to decide what to eat first.  Settling on the obvious choice--the burger--he unwrapped it and took a large bite, chewing happily.  It was true; lately he'd been feeling hungry pretty much all the time, and his mom kept joking that they should have owned a grocery store instead of a Chinese restaurant.  He was probably having another growth spurt, and Aiba wasn't really sure how he felt about that.  He'd always liked growing taller before, because it made him better at running and basketball and reaching things, and it felt kind of cool to be the tall one in his group of friends at school.  Now, though...in Johnny's, growing just meant he towered awkwardly over other boys his age in photo shoots, and made his limbs feel too big for him when he tried to dance.

But Aiba wasn't going to worry about that right now.  He was going to enjoy his delicious meal, and his opportunity to spend time with Matsujun with no work attached!  "What about you?" he asked, looking up at Jun and cocking his head to the side.

If there was one thing Aiba was good at, Jun had learned during their time together in MAIN, it was cocking his head to the side. In all of their photos, he was doing it in some way or another, and he was positively adorable-- Jun had tried a few times, but he just looked awkward and not the least bit appealing. It was impressive, he thought, that Aiba could do it even without trying, and even now, he couldn't help but think that Aiba was so lucky to have been gifted with such looks. Jun was a little jealous, but, more than anything, it inexplicably made him want to be Aiba's friend more, made him want to watch as Aiba's talent and his beauty took him as far as Jun was sure they would.

But it was really weird for him to be thinking about that now, and he blushed a little at his own distractibility. "Okay," he replied with an awkward half smile and a shrug, unwrapping his own burger. He had a meeting with his manager later to which he was definitely not looking forward, but that was neither here nor there. "I'm excited for filming again next week, aren't you?"

For a moment, Matsujun looked worried about something, and Aiba frowned slightly, wondering if something was wrong.  The moment passed, though, so Aiba filed it away with all the other times he'd thought he might need to be worried about his friend.  He smiled back at Jun, nodding.  "For sure!  Filming is the best, don't you think?"  Aiba set down his burger, digging into his fries.  He hoped Matsujun felt like he could confide in him...  Speaking of which, there was something Aiba had been practically bursting to tell someone since the day before, and it had to be someone who wouldn't let the secret out.  He trusted Matsujun for sure, though.  "Hey...wanna hear a secret?  But you can't tell anyone, not even Nino or Toma-chan!"  Nino would probably find out soon enough, if he came over to Aiba's house, but Aiba knew he wasn't the best secret-keeper...

Jun's eyes widened at the prospect of Aiba trusting him with a secret, and he nodded quickly, unable to hold back the smile of excitement on his face. "I promise I won't tell!" he replied eagerly, leaning forward a little. "What is it?"

Aiba leaned forward, abandoning his fries for the moment, and lowered his voice.  "Yesterday, I found this little bird with a broken wing, just lying there.  She couldn't fly or anything.  It was so sad, I couldn't just leave her there..."  Aiba paused, swallowing.  "So I took her home, and put in her a box in my room, and made a bed for her and everything...  But I know my parents would never let me keep her in the house, even for a little while, so I can't let them find out or else."  Aiba pouted slightly at the injustice.  "She's so cute, though...  I wish I could show her to you!"

Jun's face lit up as Aiba told his story, not so much at the idea of the bird, but at the thought of Aiba saving it. Aiba was just such a sweet person... Jun sometimes couldn't understand how he had everything going for him, what with his looks, his talent, and his personality. But this was just one of the things that Jun found to be amazing in him, and he could picture Aiba scooping up the tiny bird, fixing it up a little bed inside of a cardboard box, hiding it under his bed, all with that smile of captivation on his face that Aiba always wore when he saw small animals. And despite the fact that, if his parents found out, he'd be in trouble, he was going through all of this for an injured animal. It was really amazing to Jun, and he couldn't help but grin just at the thought. But instead of making any comment-- that would be weird!-- he asked, "Does she have a name?"

"I couldn't decide on one!" Aiba complained, his pout growing.  Inside, though, he couldn't have been happier.  It was fun to have Jun in on his secret, and it was sort of a relief to not be the only person who knew anymore.  "Do you have any ideas?"

Eyes widening, Jun's expression broke into a grin. Aiba trusted him to help name his bird... somehow, with Aiba, that seemed like a pretty high honour. Thinking a moment, he replied, "Maybe you should name her after someone important. Like your mom or something." Okay, so that sounded lame, but Jun didn't have a lot of practice picking names! "Or else... something cute? Like... Pyoko or something..." That sounded pretty dumb and girly, too, and Jun flushed a little bit in embarrassment, but he had no better suggestions, and shrugged awkwardly, hoping he hadn't totally blown the trust Aiba clearly had in him.

"Hm...  Something cute would be good..."  Aiba thought for a second.  "Or maybe something in English!  Wouldn't that be cool?  Like...Sally, or something."  Okay, so that was the name of the main character in his English textbook at school, but that didn't mean it wasn't cute, right?  And it somehow seemed fitting to use an English name, although Aiba didn't really know why.  "What do you think, Matsujun?"

Jun nodded enthusiastically-- he had been hoping to be able to help pick a name, but Aiba was clearly better at this than he was, and Jun was simply glad that Aiba found his opinion important enough to ask him. "That sounds good!" he replied with a smile. "I want to be able to meet her..." Honestly, the thought of going to Aiba's house was exciting enough on its own... If it were to include Aiba letting him in on a secret, it would be almost unbelievable. He took a bite of his burger with a smile, adding, "When she's healed are you going to let her go?"

"Sally it is, then!" Aiba declared, picking up his burger again.  "And of course I'm going to let her go!  I could never force her to live under my bed forever."  He felt bad for the little bird, having to be stuck inside a box all day, but it would only be for a little while, until her wing healed.  And she would've died otherwise!  "Do you want to come over sometime soon to meet her?" Aiba asked eagerly.

Jun's face lit up, and he nodded quickly, leaning forward a little. "Definitely!" he replied perhaps a little too quickly, his eyes wide with excitement. "That would be... really awesome!" His voice was a little breathless with excitement, which was sort of embarrassing, but he didn't care right now, he was so excited.

"Awesome!"  Aiba grinned, excited that Jun was excited.  "Maybe we can look for worms for her together, too!"  He was sure the bird would get better in no time, and in the meantime it would be fun to take care of her!  "You should definitely come over soon, then," he said, nodding.  He knew he could rely on Matsujun to help out.

To be perfectly honest, Jun was not particularly attracted to the idea of digging around in the mud for worms-- worms were gross, mud was gross, and Jun didn't really like getting dirty-- but if that was the price he had to pay to be in on Aiba's secret, it was a pretty small one. "I can't wait," he replied earnestly, grinning back at Aiba.

"Me neither!" Aiba agreed, admiring Jun's grin over the top of his burger.  They would be the best bird-caring team ever.  The conversation drifted to other topics while they ate the rest of their food, and when he'd finished every last bite, Aiba leaned back in his chair, smiling contentedly.  McDonald's never failed to hit the spot--although if Aiba was honest, he still had a little spare room for dessert.  That was the perfect excuse to hang out together a little longer, too, so as Jun polished off his drink, Aiba leaned forward again, suggesting, "Hey, wanna go get crepes or something?"

Jun's heart lurched in his chest and he hurried to answer that he definitely wanted to, but then he glanced at his watch, and his heart sunk again. It was getting late, and he had to be back in Minato soon... He bit his lip, thinking that perhaps he could squeeze in a little more time with Aiba, but if he was late, it just wouldn't be good. Sighing, he shook his head. "I want to, but... I have to meet my manager. Sorry..." It suddenly struck him that Aiba might think he was making excuses, and his eyes widened as he tried to find a way to explain. "I really want to! We should definitely go next time... if you still want to..."

Aiba's face fell as Jun shook his head.  It was weird for him to have a meeting with his manager at this hour...wasn't it?  Still, work was work, so there wasn't much they could do about it.  "Oh...that's too bad," Aiba said.  "We should totally get crepes sometime, though!  Maybe they'll even have special Halloween ones!"  He wasn't disappointed about the crepes so much as their outing being cut short, though.  "Sucks that you have to meet your manager so late..."

Face flushing at the mention of his manager, Jun looked down at the table, fidgeting uncomfortably. Was Aiba doubting the reality of Jun's appointment? Jun hoped not, because he really, really, more than anything in the world wanted to go, and he didn't want Aiba to think he was trying to get out of it. But... there was no way he could explain the meeting, not to anyone, especially not to Aiba. His manager had reminded him before that this sort of thing stayed strictly between the two of them, and Jun didn't need telling twice. He wanted to think about what happened in his manager's office as little as possible, and he definitely didn't want the whole thing to be hashed out in front of people he knew, or worse, his family. This was what he needed to do to get places, and he was fine with that for now, but it was mortifying and embarrassing to even think about, not to mention talk about, and he didn't want Aiba to know that he had so little talent that he had to sleep with his manager to get anywhere.

And so, flushing slightly in shame, he licked his lips. "Yeah... sucks," he replied with a bit of a half-hearted laugh, "But... no big deal. Work is work, right?" That sounded a little more natural, and he offered Aiba an apologetic smile. "We can walk back to the station together...?"

"Okay~"  Aiba smiled back at Jun, picking up his tray to throw out his trash.  It seemed like the whole thing was kind of getting Matsujun down, which made Aiba feel a little bad for asking in the first place.  But Aiba would just have to cheer him up on the way to the station, that was all.  Having finished getting rid of his trash, Aiba extended a hand to Jun.  "Come on!" he said, joining their hands and leading the way out of the restaurant.  "So when do you think you can come meet Sally?"

Jun's heart leapt up into his throat again when Aiba took his hand. Aiba was a very physical person who embraced his friends often, but Jun could never quite get used to it. That wasn't to say it was a bad thing-- Jun really liked whenever Aiba touched him, and this hand holding was no different. Unable to keep from smiling a little, Jun entwined his fingers with Aiba's, moving a little closer so that their arms brushed against one another. "Soon!" Jun replied eagerly, grinning at Aiba, "I want to meet her soon." Despite the fact that he was going back to something unpleasant, the warmth of Aiba's hand in his own and the promise of a visit somehow made Jun feel just a little more positive.

After the first time Jun came over to Aiba's house, it became a regular occurrence after school or work.  Jun would come to look in on Sally, and then they would do homework or play video games or run around Aiba's neighborhood.  Matsujun was becoming more and more important to Aiba, with their shared secret and the sheer amount of time they got to spend together, and Aiba never got tired of it.  It felt almost like he was working his way through all the layers of Matsumoto Jun, and he always wanted to uncover more of what lay underneath.

This weekend, they both had a day off from filming and work, so Aiba had suggested they go out to karaoke together.  Aiba loved karaoke, and he knew they liked a lot of the same bands, so he was sure it would be fun.  He bounced on his toes a little as he waited at the station for Matsujun to arrive, eager to see his friend again and start off their fun afternoon together.

Jun hurried out of the train station, looking out for Aiba, anxious to meet up with his friend. It wasn't that they hadn't been seeing one another-- Jun had been seeing copious amounts of Aiba recently, in fact, but he definitely wasn't tired of him. It seemed like the more time he spent around the other boy, the more he wanted to spend time with him, and to make things even better, they shared a secret. Jun liked to think of it as their secret, despite the fact that it really had nothing at all to do with him, and he came over to Aiba's with some regularity to check on the progress of their injured bird. It was a really good feeling, sharing that sort of thing, and Jun liked it a lot.

And now they were going out to karaoke together, and Jun could barely contain his excitement. Spending time together with Aiba was always great, and Jun loved karaoke, so this was bound to be a lot of fun. Practically bursting from the train station, he spotted his friend and bounded over to his side, grinning. "Hey!"

"Matsujun!"  Aiba threw his arms around Jun, hugging him tightly but briefly, before grabbing his hand and pulling him in the direction of the karaoke parlor.  They were quickly shown to a room, and Aiba slid into the booth, picking up the song list.  "What should we sing first?" he asked excitedly.  He flipped to the SMAP songs, pointing to a recent upbeat single.  "How about this one?"  Aiba punched in the number on the remote, looking to Jun for approval.

"Sounds good!" Jun replied agreeably, grabbing one of the microphones laid out for them. Jun really liked SMAP, liked everything about them. They were really cool and had awesome PVs and catchy songs, and they were all really handsome, too. Jun especially liked Kimura Takuya-- he wanted to be like him when he became a famous Johnny's idol, but for right now, he would definitely settle for getting to talk to him, or something. But for right now, singing his songs with Aiba was about the most fun thing Jun could imagine doing, and he grinned over at his friend, picturing them for a moment in front of a large audience as famous idols, not just Juniors.

Aiba picked up the other mic, getting into it as he belted out the opening lines.  Karaoke was the best, although getting to sing in an actual concert was probably a million times better.  He grinned, bouncing in time to the music and admiring the SMAP members dancing on the screen.  SMAP was so cool--Aiba knew now that he'd probably never get to play basketball with them, but dancing with them would be just as awesome.  As the song came to an end, he looked back at Jun, still bouncing a little.  "They're so cool, aren't they?"  He grinned excitedly and picked up the food menu, flipping through for something that looked good.  "Your turn to pick a song!"

Jun nodded enthusiastically-- SMAP was his favourite band (though, thanks to his sister, he was pretty familiar with Kinki Kids, too), and he loved just about all of their music. Flipping through the booklet, he picked another song, watching as the concert footage played on the screen alongside the opening. "That'd be awesome," he mused aloud, listening to the gravelly recorded sound of the audience cheering, "being in a concert like that. Don't you think?" It was Jun's biggest dream, one that he was hoping to achieve with the rest of MAIN, with Aiba by his side.

Aiba ordered a good array of snacks for them to share and then joined Jun, singing along and admiring the concert video.  "It would be so awesome," he agreed, taking hold of Jun's hand as they belted out the chorus.  If he closed his eyes, he could almost imagine they were on stage, that the recorded crowd sounds were really people, cheering for him and Matsujun.  As the song ended, Aiba sat back down, a smile lingering on his face as he flipped through the book again.  "How about Yuuki 100%?" he suggested.   "Kind of old, but really catchy, right?"  He punched in the number, and the roller-skating members of Hikaru Genji appeared on the screen.  Aiba had always thought that was a cool idea, even if other people seemed to think it was a little weird...

Aiba's hand was warm and his voice was strong as he carried the melody of the song, and in that moment, Jun wanted it to be real so badly. He wanted to be the ones the crowd was cheering for, just the two of them, just him and Aiba. And, if he thought about it, it wasn't that weird, right? The Kinki Kids were a two person group, and they were famous, right? So then it wasn't crazy for Jun to hope that the same could be true for he and Aiba.

But then the song ended, and their food arrived just as Aiba was picking an old Hikaru Genji song from the machine. Their songs were old, but a lot of them were really catchy, too, and Jun couldn't help nodding his head along slightly with the catchy upbeat tune. It was admittedly weird that Hikaru Genji's selling point had been rollerskates; Jun was glad their agency wasn't so into that anymore, because he really didn't think he was coordinated enough to sing and skate at the same time (he wasn't even sure he could skate at all, actually) and one more thing to have to master would be even longer before he was famous. Aiba, he was sure, was amazing at anything sporty, and he could probably skate and skateboard and everything else, so it was doubly good that that wasn't the thing anymore, because Jun didn't think he would be able to take it if he was left behind.

But that wasn't going to happen, and here they were together, sharing karaage and singing karaoke, and Jun was happy like this. There was no need for what-ifs; Jun had enough will power to make up for what he lacked in talent, and they'd stay together, he was sure of it.

Aiba munched happily on the various fried foods he'd ordered as they picked out their next few songs, all popular tunes from the past couple years, and admittedly mostly those of their sempai at Johnny's.  Those were the best for karaoke, though, in Aiba's opinion, because one day that could be them.  It seemed like Matsujun agreed, from the way he was grinning into the mic and bobbing his head to the beat.  Somewhere along the way, they'd scooted closer to each other on the bench, so their arms were touching as they sang, and to Aiba it felt almost like they were feeding off each other's energy, or something.  He glanced at Matsujun's beaming face as they picked out another song--more SMAP, of course.  As the opening music played, Aiba felt his heart beat a little faster.  "That's going to be us one day for sure, right?"

"For sure," Jun replied with certainty. His heart was pounding in his chest and adrenaline was running through his system and his fingers tightened around his mic out of reflex. This was just them playing around and dreaming big, but as the song picked up and they began to sing, he could see it, almost, when he closed his eyes. Just he and Aiba in front of a huge crowd, girls waving uchiwa with their names on them, fans calling their names... He could imagine it, and almost without thinking, he took Aiba's hand in his own again, entangling their fingers as they sang. A moment later, he realized what he had done and flushed, but when he opened his eyes and glanced at Aiba beside him, he didn't look upset. And so Jun held on, feeling even more of a rush somehow.

Aiba squeezed Jun's hand back, putting his whole heart into the song.  He couldn't name the emotion welling up inside him, but it was like all the best parts of friendship and closeness and that breathlessness he felt after playing sports or singing and dancing at the same time.  Usually, Aiba didn't think very hard about the future, but somehow in that moment, as they sang the last chorus hand in hand, he felt sure that he and Matsujun were going places, and he hoped it was together.  As the final notes played, Aiba looked over at Jun's face, inches away from his own and looking just as flushed and breathless as Aiba felt.  Jun looked at him at the same moment, and without thinking, Aiba leaned closer.  He moved slowly, but he didn't hesitate as he pressed his lips to Jun's, letting his eyes fall shut.

Jun's eyes shot open when he felt Aiba's lips against his own, and suddenly, his mind felt completely blank-- what was going on? Was Aiba really kissing him? It didn't make sense to Jun, he simply couldn't fathom it... but here he was, and Aiba's eyes were closed and his lips were against Jun's and, Jun realized, he liked this. A lot. And so while one part of his mind was franticly trying to make sense of it, somehow, another part told him to just shut up and enjoy it, and so he did, letting his eyes fall shut as he relaxed slightly.

Aiba felt Matsujun tense and then relax, and he pushed forward slightly, increasing the pressure between their lips before pulling back to where he'd been before the kiss, still sharing Jun's breath.  He smiled, squeezing Jun's hand again.  "We're definitely going places together," he said softly, leaning his head on Jun's shoulder despite the fact that he was a little too tall.  His heart was still beating fast, and he kind of wanted to kiss Matsujun again, although he didn't want to waste the rest of their karaoke time...

Jun's breath was coming fast as he felt the warm weight of Aiba's body against his own, and he nodded numbly, trying to figure out what was going on. Had Aiba just kissed him? Was he now curling into Jun, as if they were... actually, Jun didn't really know what, but... certainly, close. Very close. And it felt good, so good, but Jun felt as if he had to be dreaming, because how could all of this be happening with someone as amazing as Aiba with someone as plain and uninteresting as him. "Together," Jun echoed vacantly, his mouth dry and his brain still in a haze of confusion, "You and me..." It all seemed too good to be true, but, Jun reminded himself, even if he was dreaming, he should enjoy it, and so, hesitantly, he leaned back against Aiba. He was a little too small and Aiba was a little too lanky, but Jun rested his head against Aiba's lightly, and, somehow, it just about worked.

Aiba nodded against Jun's neck, enjoying the closeness and feeling his heart rate return to normal.  A moment later, though, the phone rang, and Aiba jumped, startled.  Dissolving into giggles, he stood up to answer it--it was their ten-minute warning, so they only had time for one or two more songs.  Sitting back down, Aiba tangled their fingers together again, scooting close to Jun.  "What song should we end on?"  He flipped through the book with his free hand.  "Ooh, how about Can Do Can Go!"  It would be perfect to end on a song they actually sang, right?

"Sounds good," Jun replied with a smile, though his head was reeling. Had Aiba just kissed him? Jun was pretty sure he had, but now he was acting like things were perfectly normal and the same... when they had just kissed. Jun was absolutely baffled, but he was far too embarrassed and worried to ask, and so he simply squeezed Aiba's hand tighter as they finished their last song together.

It really did feel like the perfect note to end on, Aiba thought, and he grinned as he bounced along to the catchy tune of the song that was to be the theme for their upcoming movie.  It ended all too soon, though, and Aiba reluctantly let go of Jun's hand as they stood up to leave.  "Uwa, that was so much fun, wasn't it?" he said after they had paid, heading out into the autumn evening.  "We should do it again sometime!"  When he thought about it, Aiba could still feel Matsujun's arm against him, and Matsujun's lips against his own...he wouldn't have minded doing that again, either, and he really hoped Matsujun had liked it, too.

"Yeah!" Jun replied eagerly, hoping to impress on Aiba just how much he'd love to do it again sometime. He'd like to do all of it again, kissing included, but he wasn't sure whether or not that had even happened. If it had-- did that mean Aiba really did like him? Like him, like that? More than anything, Jun found himself hoping so, because he liked Aiba a lot, liked to spend time with him and really liked kissing him, and though he wasn't really sure what sort of implication it should have for him to like his friend so much, he knew that he really, really hoped Aiba felt the same way. And so, blushing, he looked at his feet, adding, "I had a really, really good time."

Matsujun was cute when he blushed, Aiba found himself thinking, and blushing had to be a good sign...  "Me too!" he agreed, turning to face Jun as they reached the station.  No matter what, he was glad that Jun had enjoyed himself.  He was sad to have to leave, but tomorrow was another day, and they had a Juniors meeting where he would get to see all of MAIN!  So, leaning in, Aiba pecked Jun on the cheek, smiling as he pulled back.  "See you tomorrow!"

Jun's flush deepened as he felt Aiba's lips touch his skin for the second time that night. "...Good night..." he managed to reply quietly, his voice on the borderline of a whisper as his throat got tight. He could hear his heart beating in his ears as he watched Aiba flit away into the station because... what did it mean? Did Aiba really like him, like him that much? Jun felt his hand gravitate to his cheek as he stood frozen in front of the station, trying to keep the feeling of Aiba's kiss fresh in his mind, his fingers pressed to the spot as if he could hold onto the sensation somehow. He wanted to run after Aiba, to ask him to wait a little longer, to stay together just for a few more minutes, so that Jun might be able to see how he acted, to figure out what was going on between them. But instead, after another moment of staring into the space where Aiba had been standing, he turned and wandered into the train station feeling lost and awash.

Despite the fact that he as not completely mentally with the program, Jun did manage to make it home in one piece. He felt dazed for the rest of the evening, however, earning concerned looks and comments from his family, but he brushed them off and decided to go to bed early. He couldn't concentrate on much of anything, anyway-- all he could think about was the feeling of Aiba's lips against his, the warmth of Aiba's body leaning against Jun's, the comfortable weight of Aiba's head against Jun's shoulder... he kept replaying the evening over and over in his head, and even once he was in bed, he couldn't get his mind off of it. He lay awake, staring at the ceiling and imaging Aiba's smile as he disappeared into the train station for almost an hour before finally...

...He's in an empty rehearsal hall, after dance class. Everyone else, it seems, has already left, and Jun is just packing away his things when he hears someone say his name and lifts his head, confused. But there is Aiba in the doorway, smiling at him, walking into the studio and closing the door behind him. Jun rises, opening his mouth to reply, but then all of a sudden, Aiba is right there, smiling up at Jun for a split second before occupying his mouth in a kiss.

Jun is startled, but Aiba does not relent, cupping Jun's face with his palms and deepening the kiss. Jun's knees feel weak and he grasps blindly to find Aiba's shoulders, clutching on for balance as he stands on his toes to bring them closer to the same height. Aiba giggles into the kiss, and Jun wants to ask what's funny but doesn't want to pull away, and so he stays put as Aiba slides an arm around the small of his back and lower still, cupping Jun's ass and pulling him closer still as he deepens the kiss.

Jun's mind is relenting all logic at this point because this is overwhelming and amazing and Jun doesn't think he's ever felt anything this good before in his entire life. But his knees wobble again, and his ankles are beginning to ache from standing on his toes for so long, and he feels Aiba pull back slightly, smiling against Jun's lips. Jun tries to make some inquisition, but his voice and mental functioning are both gone, and so it comes out closer to a groan than anything, and Aiba chuckles again before pulling Jun to the floor in a way that really ought to be painful but isn't.

Jun is disoriented for a moment, but then Aiba is on top of him, pressing him into the floor and kissing him again, hard and deep and urgently, and Jun certainly isn't complaining. One of Aiba's thighs is between Jun's legs in the tangled position in which they've fallen, and when Aiba leans forward a little farther, Jun can feel him pressing up against him just right, and he can't bite back the moan that escapes him in response. Aiba grins and then presses closer still, and Jun loses himself entirely, fingers digging into Aiba's shoulders as he rocks his hips up against the amazing pressure of Aiba's leg.

Aiba's lips pull back from Jun's, moving instead to his jaw, his throat, his neck. It feels amazing, but Jun is a little embarrassed that he no longer has Aiba to occupy his mouth; even though there's no one else around to hear him, the moans and cries coming from his lips are a little mortifying. But he can't control himself, especially when Aiba shifts on top of him so that his hips are aligned with Jun's and grinds down in a way that makes Jun's mind go blank and his entire body tense up and--

Jun awoke a few hours before his alarm to a racing heartbeat and stained sheets. Red in the face and breathless, he tried to clean up, praying to that his mother wouldn't look too carefully when she did the laundry. After putting fresh sheets on his bed, he climbed back under the covers, trying to hide his face from the world at large and forget, but sleep evaded him, and he wasted the next few hours worrying exactly what he was going to do when he faced Aiba later that day. Certainly, it had just been a dream, but it had been a very realistic dream, and Jun had the sinking feeling that seeing the real Aiba, no matter how not real the one in the dream had been, was going to be more than difficult.

Aiba felt warm and happy inside as he rode the train back to Chiba, remembering the rush he'd felt singing with Matsujun, sitting close to him, kissing him.  All evening, whenever he closed his eyes he could picture the glow of Matsujun's grin and the feeling of their arms, their hands, their lips pressing against each other.  And who could blame him if he thought about it a little bit while he was jerking off in the shower before bed?  Aiba really liked kissing a lot, and he really liked Matsujun.  A lot.  He was glad they had been able to become friends, and he hoped they really would go places together, or at least stay friends for a long time, Aiba thought as he kissed Sally good night and climbed into bed.  And he really hoped Matsujun liked kissing him as much as he had liked kissing Matsujun.

When Aiba walked into the Juniors meeting the next day, he spotted Yamapi first, and bounced over to him to greet his fellow Chiba resident with a hug before finding the rest of MAIN.  It looked like only Nino and Toma-chan had arrived so far, and Aiba headed over to where they were sitting, setting his bag down on the seat next to him to save a spot for Matsujun.  He struck up a conversation with Toma, but he kept one eye on the door, eager to see Matsujun.  They probably wouldn't have a chance to talk about it until later, but Aiba was kind of dying to know whether Jun was still thinking about the day before as much as Aiba was.

Jun was running late to the meeting after spending the morning sleep deprived and clumsy, and he dashed in the door at the last moment, glancing around to find his friends sitting together off to the side. He dashed in, dropping into the seat beside Aiba with a nervous smile, trying not to think about his dream last night or the kiss or anything, trying to be normal. Normal, he reminded himself, taking a deep breath as he greeted the other members of MAIN. He bit his lip, trying to think of something to say to Aiba that wasn't awkward when Nino leaned over, eyeing both of them before saying, "Toma and I are going to the arcade after this. You guys are coming, right?" Jun blinked, glancing to Aiba without thinking-- it seemed that everything in his life was beginning to revolve around Aiba, but he wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad thing.

"Sure!" Aiba replied immediately, nodding energetically.  A moment later, though, he realized that hanging out with MAIN would mean waiting even longer before he could talk to Matsujun alone.  Still, he wasn't going to pass up a chance to hang out with his friends at the arcade--there would be plenty of time to spend with Matsujun afterwards.  "Matsujun, you'll come too, right?"  Aiba looked over at Jun, smiling and cocking his head to the side.

"Yeah!" Jun replied embarrassingly quickly; if Aiba was going, he was definitely going. Aiba just looked so... cute when he cocked his head that way, and god, Jun's face was turning red again, he could feel it. Pretending to be looking for something in his bag, he hid his face, trying to get ahold of himself, but without conversation to distract him, he kept thinking about last night, about his dream...

Luckily for Jun, the meeting started up soon, a staff member lecturing them on attendance to weekly lessons and reminding them about upcoming auditions and events. Jun did his best to pay close attention, but he was hyper aware of Aiba next to him, of the way he moved, the way he breathed... everything else in Jun's world seemed to be drowned out by Aiba's presence.

These sorts of meetings were always really boring, but Aiba usually tried to pay at least some attention.  Jun kept fidgeting today, though, and every time Aiba noticed Jun move it sent his thoughts flying far away from the the staff member's lecture and back to the karaoke booth the day before, or to Aiba's still-formulating plans for later.  Well, if neither of them were paying attention anyway, it was okay to give up completely, Aiba figured.  Leaning over so his lips were close to Jun's ear, Aiba whispered, "Wanna come over to my house after the arcade?  Just the two of us."

Jun felt his breath stop in his throat when Aiba's breath washed over his face, and Aiba's lips were practically touching his ear, and oh god, Jun couldn't think, he couldn't breathe. He could smell Aiba close to him now, fresh and clean like soap with just a little bit of sweat, and Jun couldn't take it, he couldn't take it. His mind was reeling, but some part of him held on long enough to register the fact that Aiba was asking him-- alone-- to his house after the arcade. Jun's eyes widened, and he nodded quickly, swallowing as he tried to get a hold of himself. But now that Aiba had been so close, all of the mental images from his dream came back full force, and it was too much. When Aiba wasn't looking, he excused himself to the bathroom, red in the face and feeling utterly humiliated as he hid himself behind the stall doors. He had to calm down; he couldn't have this happening every time he was close to one of his groupmates! But Aiba was just so sweet and so beautiful and Jun didn't know what to do about it, but he wanted to keep spending time with him this way. Which he couldn't do, he reminded himself, unless his body stopped being so stupid.

But there wasn't anything he could do about it now besides try harder, and so, after he was done, he washed his hands quickly and darted back out into the meeting room. The meeting, it seemed, had just ended, and he found the rest of MAIN off to the side, where they had been before. Jun put on a smile, trying not to think too much about Aiba, and ran back over. "Ready to go?"

"Yup!" Aiba replied, taking hold of Matsujun's hand with the one of his that wasn't already occupied with Toma's.  "Let's go!"  They walked over to the nearby arcade together, and once inside the noisy, flashy interior, Toma dropped Aiba's hand to go straight for his favorite game.  The arcade was full of kids their age at this time of day, and Aiba glanced between Nino and Jun, excited.  "What do you wanna do first?" he asked, his fingers still laced through Jun's.

Jun's face still felt hot as he hung close to Aiba's side, fingers wrapped snugly between Aiba's, but he couldn't help but smile-- he could handle this. He didn't usually go to the arcade except for with his friends with Johnny's, and so when he did, it was slightly overwhelming, but before he could speak, Nino cut in with a roll of his eyes, "Something that doesn't remind me of a romance drama." Jun frowned, but Nino seemed unperturbed, following Toma off into the crowd of the arcade, and Jun looked back at Aiba, not sure how to take that. Nino rarely spoke without some form of attitude, and though Aiba seemed to get him, Jun didn't at all. He wasn't sure what he had been referring to with his romance comment, but Jun flushed a little deeper all the same. "So... now what?"

Aiba stuck his tongue out at Nino's retreating back, not dropping Jun's hand.  They were clearly nothing like a stupid romance drama.  Aiba did hope that Nino wasn't annoyed at him for hanging out with Matsujun so much, or anything, but he wasn't too worried.  Nino wasn't stupid, and it wasn't like Aiba had dumped him as his best friend or anything.  Still, he would have to remember to challenge Nino to one of the many games that Nino would probably beat him at before they left.  And Aiba would be sure to give Nino a run for his money!

Turning back to Jun, Aiba pointed at one of the nearby games that had caught his eye.  There were loud shooting noises emanating from it, and it had controls for two players--perfect.  "Let's play that one!"

Dutifully following Aiba over to the shooting game and reluctantly dropping his hand, Jun squarely lost a few rounds before following Aiba to another game, this time a driving one. Jun lost at that, too; he really had no talent when it came to video games, but he hardly cared-- it was better to watch Aiba's face when he won, anyway. But not all the games were for two players, and so they had to split up eventually, and Jun entertained himself with a game that mimicked a slot machine for a little while. It was a good thing the game didn't require much effort, because Jun's mind was elsewhere, and he kept glancing to Aiba to see what he was doing and where he was, hoping he'd come back to Jun soon.

Aiba flitted from place to place in the arcade, playing all his favorite games.  When he found Nino again, he did indeed challenge him to a few rounds of Resident Evil.  Aiba lost, and predictably, Nino gloated over it, but that was just Nino.  Aiba gave him a hug and was promptly shoved away, so giggling, he ran off to find Matsujun again.  They should probably leave soon if they were going to get back to Aiba's house before it was too late.   He found Jun in front of a boring slot machine game, and he poked him in the arm, grinning.  "Matsujun~  That game doesn't look like much fun!"

Jun started when Aiba touched him and flushed slightly at his words, turning quickly to face his friend. "I'm... not very good at games," he replied unsteadily, his blush returning to him. Swallowing, he offered a laugh, shrugging. "What's up?" Glancing around the arcade, he had lost track of Toma and Nino, and so he turned back to Aiba, wondering if he wanted to beat Jun at another two-player game or something of the like.

"Hm, but it's just about having fun, right?" Aiba said, noticing that Matsujun was blushing again.  "But if you're not having fun anymore, maybe it's time to leave!"  He slung an arm around Jun's shoulders and steered him away from the game.  "Nino-pi already beat my ass enough times, and it'll take a while to get back to my house, if you still wanna come..."  Aiba cocked his head to the side, smiling hopefully.

"Yeah--" Jun replied too quickly, too excitedly before biting his lip and swallowing. He was making a fool of himself, he knew, but what was he supposed to do? How was one supposed to deal with dreams like that, anyway, when one really did like kissing the other person in real life? It was a mess, Jun thought, and going back to Aiba's house wasn't exactly going to be easy, either, but... maybe Aiba would kiss him again, or make it clear where they stood, at the very least. And really, even if he wasn't going to... there was no way Jun would ever say no. "I mean... yeah. If you still want me-- definitely."

Aiba nodded decisively.  "Awesome!  We should go find the others, then."  He spotted Nino and Toma in front of two adjacent racing games and pulled Jun in that direction, inserting himself between them.  "Toma-chan, Nino-pi, we're leaving, if you wanna come to the station together!"  Toma was too engrossed in his game to answer for a few seconds, but Nino rolled his eyes, not turning away from the screen.  "I think I'd rather stay a little longer," he said, his tone sarcastic.  Aiba was offended for a second, socking Nino lightly on the arm before bidding Toma good-bye, but as he walked out of the arcade with Matsujun, it occurred to him that Nino had just given them a whole train alone, and he grinned to himself.  Of course Nino would never want anyone to know he was being nice.  Not that the train was much of a place for doing alone-things, but still.  Aiba owed Nino a pack of Pokemon cards, or something.

The Sobu line was crowded when they got on, but a few stops later, once they were well out of central Tokyo, the passengers thinned out and they were able to sit down.  Aiba rested his chin in his hand, looking sideways at Jun.  "I bet Sally's excited to see you again," he speculated.  "She probably misses you!"

Jun smiled at the thought of Aiba's pet-- their secret. "I'm glad to get to see her again," he agreed with a nod, but as they got closer and closer to Aiba's stop, Jun's heart rate began to pick up, adrenaline rushing through his veins, and it was harder and harder to think of anything but what might happen between them once they were alone. Would Aiba kiss him again? Would he clarify his feelings, would he tell just that he liked him, really liked him? Or... maybe nothing would happen at all, and Jun would go home disappointed but at least assured that it was nothing at all.

It occurred to him, as they finally got off the train, that with all his worrying, he sounded like a girl. It wasn't as if he was going to date Aiba, or something, wasn't like Aiba was going to be his boyfriend-- that was stupid, because Jun was a boy, too, and that just wasn't how it worked. But Jun really liked being with Aiba, really liked kissing Aiba, and if Aiba liked him too... more than anything, Jun wanted that to be true, and while he wasn't sure just what that made him, he had the sense that, as long as no one else knew what they did together, it would be okay.

They spent the rest of the train ride quietly, Aiba's thoughts drifting away from Sally to, well, the real reason he'd invited Matsujun over.  It wasn't that he was nervous, really--the fluttery feeling in his stomach felt more like impatient than nervous, and Aiba was glad when they finally arrived at his house.  "I'm home!" he called as they entered, but no one answered.  "Guess no one's home~"  Dropping his bag on the floor, he headed for his room, closing the door behind them and going straight for Sally's box under his bed.  "Sally-chan, Matsujun's here!"  Aiba pet her gently with one finger, motioning Matsujun closer.

Jun dropped onto his knees beside Aiba on the floor, peering into the cardboard box that Aiba held on his lap. Though he knew nothing about birds, he was sure that, with how dedicated Aiba was to the poor animal, she would be better in no time. He wondered, though, if this trip was just another bird visitation-- maybe Aiba didn't even remember the kiss at all. It was a depressing thought, but one for which Jun knew he had to steel himself, and so he swallowed, smiling over Aiba's shoulder at the little bird. "Hey," he greeted softly, not knowing what else to say and not wanting to betray the fact that he was holding his breath for something, anything to happen.

"She looks happy to see you!" Aiba said, glancing back at Jun.  "And she likes your smile."  Because who wouldn't like Jun's smile?  "I hope her wing gets better soon, don't you?"  He felt for Jun's hand behind him and squeezed.  With their close proximity, and their shared secret--and Aiba often thought of her as their bird--Aiba felt some of the rush of feelings from the day before return, and he turned to Jun, still holding his hand.  "Matsujun," he said, voicing Jun's name like a question.  Aiba wasn't usually one to ask first, because usually it was easy to tell if the moment was right, but Matsujun was tricky to read sometimes, and he'd seemed so tense all day.  "Can I kiss you again?"

Jun was about to respond to Aiba's comments about the bird-- it was sort of weird for the bird to like his smile, but he supposed it was a compliment, at any rate-- when Aiba said his name again, and Jun fell quiet, blinking at Aiba. Whatever Jun had been expecting him to ask, though, it wasn't that, and he felt his face go red as his brain raced to figure out what was going on. He felt the need to pinch himself, but Aiba had already kissed him twice, so... this wasn't really that unexpected, right? This was what Jun had been hoping for, this was it. And so, "I want--" he started, but his voice waved dangerously, and so he swallowed before trying again thickly, "You-- want to--" But his voice cracked embarrassingly, and it was no good; he was an emotional mess and his body wasn't going to cooperate with him no matter what. And so, leaning a little closer to Aiba, he managed in a tight whisper, "Please."

Matsujun seemed nervous, almost upset, but he'd answered yes, and that was what mattered, what made Aiba's heart beat faster in his chest.  He smiled comfortingly, rubbing his thumb over Jun's knuckles, and closed the last few inches between them.  He pressed his lips to Jun's softly, gently, letting his eyes flutter shut for a moment before pulling back, trying to read Jun's expression.

Jun's heart felt as if it leapt out of his chest as Aiba kissed him, but it was brief, briefer, even, than the kiss in the karaoke booth, and as he felt Aiba drawing away, a short, desperate sound came from his throat and embarrassing as it was, Jun didn't want to let this fall through. If, for some reason, Aiba was being brief because he thought Jun didn't want it... the thought was so far from the truth and so horrifying to think about that something felt as if it exploded inside of Jun, and before he knew what he was doing, he was squeezing his eyes shut and lurching forward once more, pressing his lips to Aiba's with overestimated force and praying that this wasn't going to blow up in his face.

Aiba hadn't been expecting Matsujun to kiss him, and the last thing he had been expecting was for Matsujun to kiss him hard.  He made a startled noise against Jun's lips, his free hand reaching out to find purchase on Jun's shoulder as he did his best to kiss back while his head was reeling from the surprise, not to mention the somersaults his stomach was doing at the knowledge that Matsujun really did want to kiss Aiba as much as Aiba wanted to kiss him.  They couldn't stay in their awkward, unbalanced position for long, though, and Aiba had to pull back after a moment, his breath coming quickly.  "Matsujun," he said again, smiling softly and nuzzling his cheek against Jun's.

Jun's head was reeling, his breath coming in short gasps as he leaned against Aiba.  The feel of Aiba's cheek gently brushing against his own was sending shivers down his spine in a really good way, and he turned his head slightly so that their noses brushed against one another.  "Aiba-chan..." he murmured in reply, his voice wavering as he looked into his friend's eyes.  Did this mean that... that Aiba really did like him?  The thought made Jun's heart race even more than it already was, and he swallowed, trying to get ahold of himself enough to speak.  He didn't quite know what to say, however, and so, instead, he leaned in a little closer, laying his head on Aiba's shoulder.  

Aiba put his arms around Jun, pulling him closer and smiling into his hair.  The warmth and happiness inside him felt like it was about to bubble over, and there wasn't much in the world he loved more than cuddling with a close friend.  Jun's face was warm against his neck, and he nuzzled into Jun's hair, humming a contented sound.  He hadn't forgotten about the kissing, though, now that he knew Matsujun was on board, and he pulled back after a few moments, cupping Jun's face in one hand.  He tried to put on a more serious expression as he admired Matsujun's lips, but he couldn't hold back his pleased smile as he leaned in again to capture those lips in another kiss, he hand moving to rest on the back of Jun's neck.

Jun's heart leapt into his throat as Aiba kissed him again, and he let his eyes fall shut this time, now that he was sure that this was what Aiba wanted, too.  The feeling was overwhelming, and when he remembered the way Aiba had looked when he smiled at him... it felt like his heart was going to burst from his chest.  He clung to Aiba's shoulders weakly, tilting his head slightly so that their position was a little less awkward and feeling as if his life couldn't possibly get any better.  

Jun's lips were soft against Aiba's and Jun's hands were warm on his shoulders and Aiba loved kissing so much.  It felt like Matsujun's tenseness was melting away, too, and Aiba felt another burst of warmth thinking about the two of them being this close to each other.  He let his lips part slightly with a puff of air, gently requesting entrance to Jun's mouth.  Matsujun probably didn't have that much experience with kissing, but...they were just getting to the fun part, right?

When he felt Aiba's tongue against his lips, Jun let out a little gasp, parting his lips despite the fact that he could hear his heart pounding in his ears. He had never been kissed before kissing Aiba, but this... this was a whole different story. He practically melted into Aiba, letting him take full control of the kiss-- Jun didn't know what he was doing, but if he could go with the flow and give Aiba even one tenth of the amazing feeling he was giving Jun...

Aiba put his all into the kiss, running his tongue lightly along Jun's teeth and then Jun's tongue, coaxing it forward to meet his own.  He felt like he could do this with Matsujun all day and not get tired of it.  Eventually, though, Aiba started to feel a little too lightheaded, and he had to pull back for air, resting their foreheads against each other.  Panting a little, Aiba half-smiled, admiring the rosy flush in Jun's cheeks.  "Having fun?"

Jun fought to catch his breath, panting in rhythm with Aiba and giggling lightly. He hadn't exactly been thinking particularly hard for the past few minutes, but, it seemed, things were better than expected. Aiba really did like kissing him, liked being with him like this... and Jun couldn't be happier. "Yeah," he admitted, his face growing redder still but a smile spreading on his lips all the same. "Yeah... I... you're amazing," he admitted, feeling suddenly giddy, as if he could fly. Giggling again, he linked his fingers with Aiba's, leaning a little further to brush a kiss against Aiba's cheek. It was bold, bolder than Jun was used to, but something about being with Aiba made him feel like things were perfect, and he liked the feeling.

Aiba's eyes widened, and he blushed and grinned at the compliment, shaking his head.  "You're amazing, too!"  He kissed the tip of Jun's nose in return, and then his mouth, but Jun's giggles were catching, and it was hard to kiss and laugh at the same time.  The silliness of it only made him laugh harder, and before long he was leaning his head on Jun's shoulder, his shoulders shaking with giggles as he tried to get his breath back.  Matsujun needed to be laughing harder, too, he thought, and he brushed the tips of his fingers against Jun's side in an experimental tease of a tickle.

No one had ever called Jun amazing before, or, really, anything even close to that, and his chest squeezed tight as Aiba's words made him feel even more like he could do anything. As he giggled, however, Aiba began to full out laugh, and then he was tickling Jun, too, and Jun couldn't take it. Squeaking loudly at the touch, he squirmed, losing his balance and falling back on his back as he laughed. Despite the fact that Jun didn't like being tickled, with Aiba, somehow, it was okay; with Aiba, somehow, everything felt right.

Matsujun was adorable, somehow, laughing so hard that he lost his balance, and Aiba giggled along with him, crawling forward on his hands and knees so he could look down at Jun.  His hair hung down around his face, brushing against Jun's cheeks as Aiba leaned down to kiss him again.  His laughter stilling, Aiba brushed his lips playfully against Jun's, coaxing Jun to meet him halfway before kissing him again properly.

Jun tilted his head up to meet Aiba's lips, feeling bolder than he ever had before. But if someone as amazing as Aiba thought that Jun was amazing... well, that meant he must be doing something right, right? And Aiba was beautiful, his face slightly flushed, his hair hanging down around his face, and Jun wasn't sure how he had been lucky enough to get so close to someone so wonderful, but he wasn't complaining. Even as they kissed again, he let his eyes stay open slightly, gazing up at Aiba through his lashes and wondering how he managed to get so lucky.

Aiba kissed Jun slowly, thoroughly, enjoying all the sensations and hoping that Jun was too.  Even if kissing horizontally was kind of exciting, though, after a while his arms started to hurt, and he reluctantly rolled off to the side, cuddling up against Jun.  He took Jun's hand in his, pillowing his head on Jun's shoulder and sighing contentedly.  "Hm, isn't kissing fun?" he mused, his eyes half-lidded.  It would probably have been more comfortable on Aiba's bed, in hindsight, but Aiba was far too content where he was to consider moving.

The warmth of Aiba's body curled up against his own was comfortable, and Jun squeezed Aiba's hand in his own, a smile growing on his lips. Kissing wasn't even something he would have thought to be considered fun in the past; the idea was far too daunting, too far off, but now that he had done it... it was more than fun, really. It was fun, yes, but it was so much more, it was closeness with Aiba, it was perfect... and yet, Jun couldn't gather himself enough to do much more than blush and nod quickly, leaning into Aiba's embrace more. Maybe it was a little weird that they were laying here on the floor... but Jun had never felt more comfortable in his life.