Untitled, Miyav/Rose | By : hyde Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Miyavi Views: 2032 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Miyavi. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Before J enter turned the key in the lock he knew something was wrong. A odd stillness made him feel uneasy as he entered the hallway. Miyavi was loud. Miyavi was always doing something.
Panicked, J’s steps quickened moving past the living room and heading for the bathroom. The room was dark giving him no indication that the younger man had been there but he flicked on the light just to check.
Miyavi’s favorite towel was missing.
He probably went out.
J deducted relieved that nothing had happened to his lover but Miyavi’s erratic behavior on the phone made him expect the worst.
He hasn’t hurt himself so what is it that is bothering me? Should I wait for him to return?
Knowing Miya he probably went to get food. J smiles to himself, the kid loved his food.
J makes his way towards the living room to wait for the guitarist as he approaches the oddest thing catches his attention. J drops down on his haunches to study the object in full, he has an idea of what he’s looking at but he’s hoping it isn’t what he thinks and knows that it most defiantly is.
A piece of cloth?
He doubles back towards the front door taking note that there is a unfamiliar pair of shoes there smaller then his lover’s.
Saitou-san maybe?
No, if Miya’s manager were here it wouldn’t be this quiet.
Carefully he strolls back towards the living room not wanting to alert anyone to his presence. He stops stricken with anger.
On the floor his lover was entangled with another and from the way Miyavi held the blonde he knew that it was more then a revenge thing, Miyavi truly cared for the man beside him.
Did he call him here right after I had gone or…
Wait, I know that blonde.
A hint of the blonde flashes through his memory. He was on the elevator!
Should I wake them?
He asks himself?
His feet are moving back towards the door answering his own question.
I’ll see how Miya acts and then decide.
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Oh God!
Rose’s brain screams as he pops up from under the dead weight of Miyavi’s arm, he winces a bit as he sits up straighter. He disentangles himself completely from Miyavi’s possessive grasp and painfully makes his way towards the nearest bathroom.
He steadies the damage done to his neck from Miyavi’s vigorous sucking before arranging his hair around his shoulders trying to hide it. He then helps himself to the shower with one goal in mind: Wash and go.
Oh God, Typhoon is going to kill me if I make them miss the flight back home. They’re probably called a thousands time but I left my renkai at the hotel!
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“Rose?” Miyavi calls groggily noticing the loss of contact between he and his new lover. He stretches his sore limbs before getting to his feet to find the absent drummer.
“Yo, Rose?” Miyavi call down the hall way.
Rose could barely hear him over the rushing water.
Miyavi stops in front of the bathroom door, leaning his head against the smooth wood. “You in there baby?” He coos before pushing the door open. He steadies Rose’s silhouette against the curtain admiringly. “What’s ur rush? Thought we could have breakfast together.”
Rose stops his showering and pulls the curtain back just enough so that his head could peek through. “I have to get back now.”
“…Oh…” The words wiped the smile clean off the guitar god’s face. He bit down on his bottom lip nodding his partially shaven head. “Oh, I see…”
So it was that, huh? Miyavi thought as he turned on his heel to leave.
“Miya-chan…” Rose calls out turning the taps off so that he could go after the clearly hurt vocalist.
“No, it’s cool. Really.” Miyavi answered back over his shoulder.
Rose steps out of the shower following closely on Miyavi’s heels as he heads into his bedroom. “Miyavi, I meant to tell you last night I had to go in the morning but-”
“It’s okay. I know how it is when you’re trying to get your name out there. I’ll catch up with you later.” Miyavi replies as he shut the door firmly behind him.
Rose’s shoulders slumped.
Great, he thinks I used him.
“Miyavi,” Rose calls softly before repeating it a little louder. “Could you drive me back to my hotel room? Maybe we could pick up breakfast on the way.” Rose asked hoping that it would appease the other.
The door creaks open and a slightly smiling Miyavi appears.
Rose goes up on his toes and kisses Miyavi lightly on his nose before giving him a smile of his own.
“I’ma grab my keys,“ Miyavi grabbed Rose’s exposed ass firmly and squeeze earning him a surprised yelp from the stunned yet excited blonde, “And you go grab some clothes!” Miyavi giggled.
Rose rubs at the spot where Miyavi grabbed him. “Okay.” He smiles before bouncing off to find his jeans and hoped that Miyavi had a shirt that he could borrow.
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The pair stopped off at a noodle cart where Rose explained that he had to be back in Korea sometime this afternoon.
“See I tried to invite you to the show but I couldn’t get a hold of you.” Rose said with a mock pout.
Miyavi’s cheeks colored pink as he said this, “I was busy with J.”
Rose made a ‘hm’ sound but concentrated on his meal.
“I’m breaking up with him.” Miyavi assured him. “We partially broke up before you came over anyways.” Miyavi added before shoving food into his mouth.
“I don’t expect you to be my boyfriend, Miya-chan.” Rose informed him. He felt like he had intruded on their relationship. Sure he would like to know that he and Miyavi would be a item from then on but since Miyavi was coming out of a relationship that obviously had it’s problems he didn’t want to feel like the ‘rebound guy’.
“But I want to be.” Miyavi replies after he has swallowed down the food. He sets down his chopsticks, reaching his hands across the table he takes hold of Rose’s. “I really like you, Rose-chan.”
He’s sincere but still I…
Rose thought looking away from the other’s smiling face, the affection that poured off the other musician was just too much.
“We should think about this.” Rose insists trying not to hurt Miyavi's feelings.
Miyavi let's him go saying softly as he did,“I thought about it before I slept with you. I don't just sleep with any and everybody you know."
Rose bit his bottom lip.
There wasn't much time left and it was obvious that Miyavi wanted him to make some kind of decision on their new relationship.
The words were out before he could stop himself: "Come with me, Miya-chan."
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I know, I suck, I took all year (not literally). I hope you enjoyed this installment.
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