Love's Timeline (akame) Introduction (original) (raw)

Although they were so close they could touch each other, they never did. It was only physical, their appearance on TV. They would laugh and talk normally, but...but it would always be awkward when they were in the same room with each other alone.

Kamenashi Kazuya shifted uncomfortably towards the other end of the bed, locking his eyes on the guests that they were supposed to entertain. He could feel Jin’s fleece jacket grazing his arms, the familiar warmth diffusing through his bare skin and tickling him with a rather unwanted yet addictive sensation. And there was his scent, that heady mix of citrus musk and dulcet vanilla, slowing poisoning Kame till he thought he was in a state of asphyxiation.

Jin gave a stealthy glance over at Kame. Seeing him fidgeting over at his little corner made him ‘higher’ than he already was, what with Kame sitting right beside him and all. Jin smirked sneakily as he lightly brushed his arm past Kame’s exposed area of skin. With a composed face, he swung his arms and placed his hands just behind his back, his strong arms supporting his built body. He thought he felt Kame shiver a little by the touch but just sighed as he dismissed it with a, ‘Like he cares.’ He continued asking his guests little questions that caused them to erupt with laughter.

The segment had finally been called to an end, the guests and crew left the room subsequently. Jin propped his legs up idly and grabbed a magazine, showing yet no signs of wanting to leave. The corner of Kame’s lips quirked, if Jin wanted to play a game, then who was he to reject. Shuffling towards Jin, Kame leant over and placed his fingers against Jin’s thigh, running them across the rough material of his stonewashed jeans. Jin froze at Kame’s sudden gesture, a searing surge of heat rushing towards his abdomen. Out of pure impulse, he spun around, cuffed Kame’s wrists and pinned him onto the bed.

“Kazuya...”

Kame’s eyes widened and his breath hitched. Jin was so close, he could feel the fluttering of those dark, spiky lashes, see into those molten chocolate eyes and the raw emotions they so openly portrayed. They scared him and he felt the need to escape. Before Jin could do anything else, he quickly pushed Jin off as he ran backstage, trying to get rid of the itch in his pants.

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A/N: This is a collaboration between Ren-chan and I, it will be the beginning and ending of Akame from our viewpoints. Just in case you are confused, this intro is set in the present and the next chapter would be back to the beginning and from there, we will follow a chronological order.

There might be a few twists and changes to reality, we also like to add a pinch of salt to spice up their relationship and according to our likings. So please don't take anything offensively and be sure to enjoy reading our first part of this fic.

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