✨ Chapter 3 & 4 ✨
✧ B0tt0M ✧
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☆ Ren's House ☆
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Ren broke the kiss first.
He pulled back just enough to breathe, his forehead resting briefly against Shin's. Shin followed him instinctively, lips parting as if to chase what had been taken away.
" Ren..." Shin whispered, his voice soft, needy.
Ren's hand slid from Shin's waist to his wrist, holding him gently but firmly.
" Shin chan" He whispered.
( The word * Chan * is a Japanese word and used by lovers which is very intimate and informal ~ it's not a surname )
" Stop okay" Ren whispered again as Shin didn't want the kiss to end.
Shin looked up at him, eyes glossy.
" Why.. why are you stopping now?" Shin whispered.
" Because if I don't" Ren said, voice low and strained. " I won't be able to stop at all."
Shin swallowed. He was the softer one between them, he's the softest and he's always the one who leaned in.
He might be two years older than Ren but he's the softest, cutest and the fragile one while Ren had always been the one who took control,the top, the protector and the one who decided when things went too far.
" I don't want you to stop" Shin admitted.
Ren closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them,his gaze was steady, but conflicted.
" Shin, you're too easy to hurt" Ren said softly.
Shin swallowed.
" You already hurt me when you left me "
Ren didn't argue. Instead,he gently took Shin by the hand and guided him towards the bedroom.
" Sit Shin" Ren said softly. " Onegai ( Please)"
Shin obeyed, lowering himself onto the edge of the bed. As Ren left the room, Shin's eyes wandered around the big bedroom.
His eyes landed on the pictures he had with Ren, their lovely moments reflecting in the photos, the teddies he bought, they still laid on the couch, and other stuffs they bought together.
They were all still intact, none was missing.
A small smile broke through his tears.
" You didn't throw my things away, Ren" Shin whisper to himself.
Ren paused at the doorway.
" I didn't move anything."
Shins smile widened just a little.
" You kept them?" He asked softly and Ren gave a nod.
" They're important memories. I can't throw them away."
Shin smiled, wider this time but sadness still lingered.
" Here Shin chan" Ren said.
Shin's heart swelled ~ he missed Ren calling him this sweetly.
Ren handed him a chilled bottle drink.
Shin looked at the label and smiled.
" Strawberry" He mumbled.
" Your favorite." Ren said.
Shin took a sip, shoulders relaxing just a little.
" You still remember" He whispered and Ren chuckled.
" How could I forget something with just a month"
" Some do..many do" Shin whispered.
" I remember everything." Ren replied as he sat beside him, close but not touching.
For a while, neither of them spoke.
Then Shin broke the silence.
" It's been a month...you didn't tell the reason why we separated.., I tried to think and I couldn't come up with anything" Shin said in a small voice." W..hy did we break up, Ren ?"
" I had a reason Shin."
" Then tell me " Shin said." Don't protect me by hurting me."
Ren's jaw flexed.
" I didn't want to leave you. I never wanted to." Ren said.
" Then... why? Why did you leave?" Shin whispered.
" Someone saw us, Shin." Ren said.
Shin stiffened.
" What.. what do you mean?"
" A paparazzi," Ren continued." I think he's a powerful one, he sent evidence of him ending other celebrities fame, it was a threat , Shin."
" Pa..parazzi? Threat?"
" He had pictures of us. He have been following us for a long time" Ren said quietly." He had videos of us too. It would be released if I didn't pay him to keep shut and break up with you."
Shin's breath hitched.
" You..you should have told me Ren. How could you...
" And let you panic!" Ren snapped, then softened immediately." Let you blame yourself."
"I blamed myself anyway" Shin whispered.
Ren gulped and faced him properly.
" Shin, I'm supposed to protect you."
" I don't need protection that harms me Ren" Shin said, tears filling his eyes." I need you."
Ren's heart clenched.
" If those pictures come out Shin, they wouldn't destroy me alone, they would hurt you the most..I will never want that."
Shin shook his head.
" You decided that without asking me."
" I know" Ren said." And I'm sorry."
Shin stood up.
" So... what now...?" He asked.
Ren gently caught his hands and pulled him down to sit before inhaling slowly.
" We won't end our relationship but it must be strictly in secret until that b@$tard is caught"
Shin studied his face.
" You..we are back?" He whispered.
" Yes"
" You won't leave me again?"
" I promise." Ren said.
Shin leaned closer, hesitating only a second before resting his hand lightly against Ren's chest.
" Ren...I still want you..the kiss"
Ren gave a small smile and lifted his hand, thumb brushing gently under Shin's eye, wiping away tears. His touch lingered.
" I know" Ren murmured." And I still want you too."
This time, when he leaned in, the kids was slower.
Shin melted into it, fingers curling into Ren's shirt as if afraid he might vanish again. Ren kissed him back with restraint, with promise.
When they finally parted, they stayed close, foreheads touching, breaths mingling.
✿ Morning ✿
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Shin woke up slowly, wrapped in warmth that didn't belong to him ~ he was wrapped in Ren's pajama shirt.
The fabric was loose against his skin, familiar.
The scent was unmistakable, clean and comforting. He sniffed in the pajama shirt ~ Ren's cologne.
He smiled.
A real smile.
Not the polite one he gave to staffs or the forced one he gave to fans ~ this was a real smile.
The one that was happier than any smile he had for the past month.
" How can this feel so safe. So unfair" He whispered to himself.
He sat up, looking down at himself. Ren's clothes. Ren's smell. Ren's house. The realization made his heart flutter.
After a quick face and mouth wash, Shin padded out of the bedroom, barefoot, already knowing where Ren would be.
The kitchen.
Ren loved cooking for him. Always had. Cooking was a chore to Ren, it was affection, discipline and care. And Ren was very, very good at it.
Shin stopped just outside the kitchen doorway.
Ren stood at the counter, sleeves rolled up, hair slightly messy, focused. The sound of chopping, the gentle simmer from the pot, the faint aroma of broth filled the air.
Shin walked in quietly and wrapped his arms around Ren from behind, pressing his cheek between Ren's shoulder blades.
Ren stiffened for half a second, then relaxed completely.
" Shin chan," he said softly.
Ren set the knife aside and turned around, hands immediately finding Shin's waist. He leaned in and kissed him, slow and unhurried.
" Ohayou, koi ( Good morning , love) " Ren murmured.
Shin smiled into the kiss.
" Ohayou Ren (Good morning)"
Ren brushed his nose against Shin's.
" Yoku nemureta? (Did you slept well? )" Ren asked.
Shin nodded.
" Hai. Totemo. (Yes. Very.)"
Ren's gaze softened as he smiled at the shirt on Shin's body.
" I love it when you wear my outfits. I missed seeing you in them."
" Kiss me then."
Ren chuckled quietly and kissed Shin's forehead.
" Aishiteru ( I love you)"
Shin's heart swelled with loveliness.
" Suki ( Me too.)" He replied just as softly.
Shin leaned back slightly, looking around the kitchen.
" What are you making?"
Ren turned back to the pot but kept one arm around Shin, pulling him close.
" Miso shiru, tamagoyaki,grilled salmon and onigiri" Ren replied.
Shin smelled.
" All my favorites."
" Yes." Ren replied.
Shin rested his chin on Ren's shoulder.
" That's too much."
" It's not." Ren replied." You need a proper meal."
Shin laughed lightly.
" You sound like a worried husband."
Ren didn't laugh, instead he said quietly.
" I am worried."
Shin went still.
Ren lowered the heat, and turned to face him again.
" You lost weight Shin."
Shin avoided his eyes.
" I've been busy."
" You weren't eating Shin." Ren corrected." Or you were watching your weight again?"
Shin sighed softly.
" Both. I couldn't eat without you and I was told to lose some weight for my new role. It's part of the job."
Ren cupped his face gently, forcing him to look up.
" You're an actor. Not a doll."
Shin nodded.
" I don't care about our work!" Ren continued." I care about you eating healthy, being healthy. Being full. Being okay."
" Ren...
" Shin, I want you well fed. Always. No excuses."
Shin leaned into Ren's touch, eyes soft.
" I missed this."
Ren pressed a kiss to his lips.
" Don't get me worried. My biggest wish is for you to keep being healthy."
Shin nodded.
" I will."
Ren pulled him into another embrace, one arm strong around his back, the other resting protectively at his wrist.
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☆ Ryo's House ☆
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Ryo was still deeply asleep when the door to his bedroom opened quietly.
Mika, his Manager stepped in.
Sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the large bed where Ryo was sprawled comfortably.
A teddy bear eye cover sat crooked over his eyes, and he was wrapped tightly in his blanket like a cocoon.
Mika sighed, arms crossed.
" Still asleep, Ryo shi "
He walked to the bed and , without ceremony, lifted the teddy bear eyes cover off his face.
Then he yanked the blanket off his body.
" Ryo. Wake up."
Ryo let out a soft, high pitched squeal as he curled in on himself.
" Aaa! Mikaa!" He whined , voice lazy and thick with sleep, sounding nothing like a grown man and everything like a sleepy child.
He kicked weakly at the mattress.
" Five more minutes...
Mika stared at him flatly.
" Get you, you adult! "
Ryo rolled onto his stomach and buried his face in the pillow.
" That's mean!"
Mika tapped his head.
" Get up. You're meeting your co star today."
Ryo froze and his eyes flew open.
He shot upright so fast that one of his pillow fell to the floor.
" I'm meet Haru Morgan, damn! I forgot."
Mika chuckled and picked up the pillow, dropping it on the bed.
" I'm glad you're awake."
Ryo clutched the sheet, his hair sticking up in every direction.
" Damn."
He groaned and fell back dramatically.
" I can't believe I'm meeting the kid who's my Idol."
Mika chuckled.
" The stylist chose your outfit...
Ryo sat up.
" No. I'm picking my outfit myself."
" Fine. Get up and start already."
Ryo stretched slowly, arms reaching up as he yawned, then slid off the bed. In his loose pajama and messy hair, he looked smaller than he was ~ soft. Cute in a way that made it hard to believe he was 32.
" Bathroom" he mumbled, shuffling away.
Mika watched him go and he smiles glancing around the room.
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An hour later, Ryo stepped out dressed and ready.
He wore a clean, white shirt tucked into tailored black trousers, a long charcoal coat draped over his shoulders. Simple and elegant. His dark hair was neatly styled, framing his youthful face, making him look effortlessly handsomely cute.
Mika glanced at him and nodded in approval.
" Handsome." He complimented.
Ryo smiled.
" I'm planning on making a good impression."
" Oh" Mika teased." I wonder why."
Ryo didn't answer. He just adjusted his coat and took a deep breath.
" It's not because of him. I don't dress to impress a kid. He's just a kid who I adore his songs. Why would I want to impress him." Ryo uttered.
Mika laughed.
" Why are you explaining so much. It's making me suspect you" Mika teased.
" Mika, stop!" Ryo uttered, faint blushes on his puffy cheeks.
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☆ Haru's Luxury Van ☆
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The interior of the van was quiet, the city gliding past the tinted windows in a blur of morning light.
Haru sat comfortably in the backseat, one long leg crossed over the other , his phone held loosely in his hand.
His blonde hair slightly long and carefully styled, fell over his forehead, framing his sharp features.
Then, slowly, a smile tugged at his lips.
He scrolled through the profile on his screen again ~ It was Ryo's profile.
Photos. Interviews. Fans comments.
" He's really cute" Haru said casually, eyes still on the screen.
Sora, driving but glanced back at him slightly before concentrating on the road.
" Cute?" She asked.
Haru gave a nod, lips curving into a confident, almost teasing smile.
" His face doesn't match his age at all. Why does he look so small and boyish? He looks soft."
Sora smiled.
" Careful not to fall so hard already."
Haru chuckled.
" Not promising that."
He locked his phone and leaned back, still smiling.
Haru was dressed in black fitted trousers, a cream colored inner shirt hugging his broad shoulders, and a long beige coat left open. A thin silver chain rested against his collarbone, catching the light each time the van moved. Even seated, his height and presence were undeniable.
Sora spoke.
" Are you so excited to meet him?" She asked.
" Hm. Very. " He answered." He caught my attention, I'm very much excited and more interested."
Sora chuckled.
" That's an unexpected reply." She said and Haru chuckled too.
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☆ XY Entertainment ☆
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The moment Ryo's van came to a stop, another luxury van which was Haru's came to a halt also.
The door slid open.
Ryo stepped down as the van door moved, closing gently.
" Ryo!!!"
Ten girls burst forward from the side of the entrance.
Obsessed fans.
They screamed his name, she's shinning wildly as they pushed past the barrier they had sneaked through. Their hands reached out, grabbing his sleeve, brushing his arm, pressing too close.
🗣️ Ryo!
🗣️Look at me!
🗣️I love you !!
🗣️ please, touch me. Just once.!!!
" Hey! Stop!" Mika reacted instantly, stepping in front of him, shoving them back with force." Don't touch him!!"
The crowd pressed harder.
Ryo stumbled as one hand shoved against his arm. His phone slipped.
He barely managed to catch it mid air, but the momentum threw him off balance.
And then,
A hand wrapped around his waist.
Ryo had kicked against his leg the moment he caught his phone.
Before he could fall, he was pulled back against a solid chest.
The fans screamed even louder than being apologetic.
🗣️Haru!!!
🗣️ It's Haru Morgan!!!
🗣️Look at the hand placement!!!
🗣️Haru!!!
🗣️So handsome!!!
🗣️ Ahhhhhh!!!
The company security rushed forward immediately, shouting orders as they dragged the girls away from the entrance.
Haru didn't move. His hand was still on Ryo's waist. Warm and secure.
Haru looked down at him with a slow smile, eyes glinting with interest.
* So small * He thought. * So light *.
* Is he really 32? *
Ryo straightening immediately, flustered, stepping out from Haru's hold.
" Ah..! S..sumimasen...! ( I'm sorry)" He said to Haru.
He bowed quickly, face heating up as he looked away.
What an embarrassing way to meet your Idol.
Haru chuckled softly.
Why does this man look cute. Very cute. He liked how Ryo wouldn't meet his eyes , how the tips of his ears were already red.
Haru stepped forward and held out his hand.
" Haru Morgan" He said smoothly.
Ryo hesitated for half a second then took it.
" R..Ryo..Ryo Sullivan".
But the moment he looked up, he froze for some minutes.
Haru was staring down at him ~ he looks so small in front of the tall kid ~ he was literally looking up to the kid while the kid looked down at him.
Haru's look wasn't polite or soft, it was intensive. Intensive as if Haru was studying him, memorizing him.
Haru looks so Tall. Blonde hair falling effortlessly over sharp features. A face that looked unreal up close.
Damn.
Ryo swallowed, fingers tightening briefly around Haru's hand before pulling away.
He looked down, heart pounding.
Haru's smile widened just a little.
* Interesting * ~ he thought.
Very interesting.
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☆ Meeting Room ☆
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The meeting room was quiet and formal.
Seated around the long table were only a few people, yet the atmosphere felt heavy with importance.
The owner of XY Entertainment, Mr Kane sat upright, hands folded calmly.
Beside him, the owner of the movie production company, a sharp looking woman, Mrs Davis.
Mika and Sora sat slightly behind their artists.
And at the center ~ Haru Morgan and Ryo Sullivan.
They stood at the same time.
Haru bowed first, polite and composed.
" Hajimemashite. Haru Morgan desu. Nijuyon sai desu. (Nice to meet you all. I'm Haru Morgan. I'm 24 years old .)"
Ryo followed quickly, bowing a little deeper out of habit.
" Hajimemashite. Ryo Sullivan desu. Sanjuni sai desu ( Nice to meet you all. I'm Ryo Sullivan. I'm 32 years old.)"
Haru glanced at him and smiled.
They took their seats.
The movie owner slid a folder across the table.
" This is the script for Bites and Kisses." She said.
Ryo picked it up calmly.
He flipped the page.
Then,his eyes froze.
His pupils widened.
" ... Bottom."
The chair screeched loudly as Ryo shot up from his seat.
Everyone looked up at once.
" What...?"!" Ryo blurted, clutching the script." Why am I the Bottom?"
The room went silent.
" I'm 32" He continued, flustered and clearly panicking." I've always played the Top. Always."
Haru leaned back in his seat, relaxed and amused.
The movie owner sat up with a polite smile.
" Ryo kun, calm down please. Can you sit?" She said softly.
Ryo didn't.
She continued calmly.
" This story relies heavily on contrast. Heights difference. Presence. Aura."
She gestured subtly between them.
" Haru Morgan has a clearly top image, tall, looks dominant and sharp. If he plays the bottom, it would spoil the movie settings."
She continued.
" And you, Ryo, you look soft. Cute. Smaller. You suit the bottom role perfectly."
Ryo's face burned red instantly.
" I..I refuse," He said." I can't play the bottom..I can't."
Haru stood up and everyone looked at him.
" I'll make him understand. He's my senior in the industry, as a junior, let me make him under what you mean." Haru said.
Before anyone could ask how, Haru was already walking toward Ryo.
Step by step.
Ryo instinctively stepped back.
Haru kept moving forward.
Ryo's calf hit the chair he had pushed back earlier.
Before he realized it, he fell back into the seat.
Haru placed his hands on the the armrests, caging Ryo.
The room went dead silent.
Ryo looked up at Haru, stunned.
Their faced close. Too close.
Haru leaned more closer, his gaze calm and unwavering.
" This" Haru said quietly, voice low and confident." is exactly why you should be the bottom."
Ryo couldn't move.
Couldn't speak.
He's never been this speechless.
His heart pounded violently in his chest.
The movie owner suddenly clapped her hands loudly.
" Yes." She exclaimed." Exactly like that. That's the dominance , the dynamic that would be displayed in the movie. It's perfect. I believe I chose the right people."
Ryo sat there, still stunned.
Still trapped.
Still flushed.
Still unable to understand.
How did this even happen?
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To Be Continued ✍🏽✨🎤