\nRating\/Warnings<\/b>: R for repayment.
\nSummary<\/b>: Miyata is drunk and needs a favor, and Tamamori humors him a lot.
\nAN<\/b>: For diamondsjack<\/a>, because she sends me amazing mail! Also despite the fact that I’ve used the Japanese train system multiple times, i still managed to fuck up all the details like twice. Hopefully it’s all fixed now. <\/p>\n
Rescue<\/b><\/p>\n
Tamamori is puttering around his room, not really going to bed yet, but getting there, when his phone rings. His ears perk immediately, since the \u00e2\u20ac\u0153O Ha Rock\u00e2\u20ac\u009d ring tone can only mean one person. Tamamori scoops his phone off his desk and thumbs the answer button, trying to force the stupid grin off his face because it will totally show in his voice. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Tama-chan,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he says. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Tama-chan!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata exclaims, voice loud and rather slurred. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Tama-chan sounds happy, ne! It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cause it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s me calling, right?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hmph,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori replies, only now remembering that Miyata had told him he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d be out drinking with some of the older members of Ebikisu. It doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t bother him really, but he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s so frustratingly close to being legal that he can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t keep from commenting, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Sounds like you had fun without me.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Aw, Tama-chaaaaan,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata whines. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not true! I missed you! Because Tama-chan\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s my favorite person in the whoooole world!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Oh god,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori slaps a hand to his forehead. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re drunk dialing me.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I am not!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata says, even more loudly. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m just calling you! To say how much I like you!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You are so drunk dialing me.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori rubs at his head. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153And maybe to ask you a favor,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata adds sheepishly. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Just one, eeeeeensy favor? Ne, ne, \u00e2\u20ac\u02dccause I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m your favorite too, right, Tama-chan?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Favor?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori asks fatalistically, eyeing his bed with longing. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Maa, well,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s voice grows sheepish, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153my train pass kinda ran out of money, and I must have left my wallet somewhere, so I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m stuck behind the gate at my station. Can you come and get me?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Miyacchi\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori sighs, but he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s already reaching for his jeans. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Why didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t you call your parents, if you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re the whole way to your station?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153They\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re away,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata replies morosely. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m watching the house. But hey, you can stay over! It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll be fun!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t try to make this sound like some awesome offer,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori scolds. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Do you have any idea how cold it is out there? How long it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll take me to get there? And what do you mean, left it somewhere? Did your wallet get stolen or did you just lose it?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I dunno.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata says sadly. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Sorry, Tama-chan.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Look, just stay right there, okay?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s voice softens. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll take me a little while to get there.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I love you, yo,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata says fervently, and Tamamori clicks his tongue and hangs up on him. <\/p>\n
An hour later, Tamamori is shivering and maybe a touch cranky when he finally gets off the train at Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s station and heads up the stairs. <\/p>\n
Miyata spots him immediately. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153TAMA-CHAN!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he exclaims, waving wildly. Tamamori cringes, glancing around, but it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s late enough that there doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t seem to be anybody who will recognize them around. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You came!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I said I would,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori shoves his hands in his pockets, feeling his cheeks heat at the way Miyata is beaming at him in open adoration, obviously still drunk. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What do you look so thrilled for anyway?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Fumi-chan called!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata grins, waving his phone to demonstrate. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153He said they found my wallet! Isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t that great?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You really are drunk if you think it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s good news that A.B.C. has your wallet,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori says flatly. He grabs Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand and drops a couple five hundred yen coins in it. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Come on, let\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s go already, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m freezing.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hmm,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata frowns, seeming to think about that as they head for the fare adjuster, but his frown quickly slides back into a silly smile after only a few steps. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153But Tama-chan came to save me! You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re really great~.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Stop that,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori orders as he waits around for Miyata to fix up his pass, then turns to lead the way back to the gate.<\/p>\n
But Miyata doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t stop it, just sidles closer as soon as they are through the gate, close enough to keep on telling Tamamori how amazing he is the entire way back to Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s house. Tamamori feels like his face is on fire, and no amount of hissing can get Miyata to shut up. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153And you know what else?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata says as he kicks off his shoes in the genkan. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Oh my god, will you please sober up?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori begs, fanning his face as he toes off his own shoes. He grunts when Miyata throws heavy arms around his neck suddenly, grinning up at him. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I really love you,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata informs him, grinning like an idiot. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153A LOT. More than my skates, or, um\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata makes a face of concentration for a moment, then shrugs. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153More than anything, really. Tama-chan is my most precious thing!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Miyachiiiii,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori whines, squirming, but Miyata leans harder against him until Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulders bump the wall beside him, and then Miyata leans in to kiss him clumsily. Tamamori lets him for a few moments, Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s weight good and familiar against him. <\/p>\n
And then he pushes Miyata back with a grimace because the way the inside of Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mouth tastes makes Tamamori kind of glad he hasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t reached his majority yet. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Upstairs,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori commands, spinning Miyata around by the shoulders and pushing him towards the stairs. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Go brush your teeth!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
While Miyata complies, Tamamori flops face-down on Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s bed, groaning in pleasure. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s been nearly two hours since he was good and ready to climb into his own bed, so it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a pleasure to sink into the soft mattress, the blankets warm and smelling of Miyata. Tamamori takes a deep breath, and in spite of the inconvenience and the cold and the public displays of idiocy, he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not really sorry he came out tonight. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Man, you look reeeeally good like that.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Tamamori rolls onto his side to eye Miyata. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You aren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t going to stop that, are you?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I would if you really wanted me to,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata says, crawling onto his bed and tucking himself in against Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s side, the only way they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll both fit. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153But you dooon\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What do you know anyway?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori grumbles, lifting his arm to let Miyata snuggle close, then letting it fall across Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s chest. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I know that you wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t spend an hour and exchange trains four times for just anybody,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata says, reaching up to scratch fingers against Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s scalp. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153So it must be love, ne.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Yeah,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori lets his eyes shut to just slits under the pleasure of the touch, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153guess it must be. Or brain damage. Say some more embarrassing stuff, I know you want to.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d have waited in that station for you for hours and hours,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata says without hesitation. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Until dawn. Maybe forever.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Yup, just like that.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori yawns and lets his eyes slip the rest of the way shut. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s my Miyacchi. Go on, get it all out of your system.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Your Miyacchi,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata repeats, fingers tightening in Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hair. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Feels really good when you say stuff like that. Know what else feels really good?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Miyata rolls over so that they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re facing each other, their bodies rubbing against each other from knee to chest with every breath. Tamamori opens his eyes to raise an eyebrow. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What else feels really good?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Take your pants off and I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll show you,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata offers, making Tamamori chuckle as he pulls away to sit up. <\/p>\n
By the time Tamamori tosses his jeans onto Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s floor, Miyata has only managed to get his shirt tangled around his head, and is flailing drunkenly from inside it. Taking pity on him, Tamamori helps him yank it off, then pushes him back against his pillows to tug his jeans off. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Maybe I should show you something instead,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori offers, settling in between Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s legs and getting comfortable. He wraps a hand around Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock and gives him a slow stroke, and Miyata leans his head back until it thunks against the wood of his headboard. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153And you know, since we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re alone\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori gives Miyata a sharp smile, eyes hooded, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6you can talk all you want.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You look so good like that,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata groans, leaning up on one elbow to get his other hand back into Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hair. Tamamori slips mouth over the tip of Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock, slow, tasting. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153So hot. Mmm, you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re gorgeous\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
Tamamori gives a little growl of embarrassment, but the vibration of it just makes Miyata whimper harder, makes him stutter even more ridiculous statements, until Tamamori has him so close to the edge that he can barely talk at all in between gasps for air. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Yuta,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata warns in the end, shaking under Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hands and fingers tight in his hair. Tamamori sinks his own fingers into Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hips to keep him still and sucks him harder until Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s whole body tenses and he comes over Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s tongue. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Toshiya,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori answers when his mouth is free again. His jaw\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a little stiff, but it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s worth it when Miyata hauls him up by the armpits and kisses him fiercely, heedless of his own taste on Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s lips. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Tell me what you want,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata says, pulling back just far enough for the words to come out of his mouth. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll do anything you want.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I just want you,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori says, embarrassing himself a little, but he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s too turned on to blush properly. He doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t want to move, is what he means, won\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t last long enough to make anything else worth it when he can just get Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand on himself and go on kissing him. <\/p>\n
The alcohol must be wearing off finally, because Miyata squeezes Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s cock exactly right, without any fumbling. Or maybe it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s just familiarity, but either way he works Tamamori in firm, even strokes, good enough to make Tamamori dizzy with the feel of it. Tamamori comes with a cry, mouth still pressed against Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s, and tears his mouth away to moan into Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulder as he shivers himself out. <\/p>\n
Afterwards when they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re under the blankets and tangled together in a warm knot, Tamamori is relaxed enough to comment that they didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t really make good use of the fact that they can be as loud as they want tonight. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll wake me up in a couple hours for more sex anyway,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata says bluntly, making Tamamori flush and slap at Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s arms where they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re curled around his chest. Miyata just tightens his grip and nibbles on the back of Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s neck until Tamamori goes boneless against him. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hmph,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori says, defeated, eyes already falling shut. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153If I wake you back up, will you say a bunch more embarrassing stuff?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Probably.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s nose is buried in Tamamori\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hair, and it tickles his skin when Miyata breaths. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Tell you you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re hot, that you feel good. That I love you.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hm.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Tamamori falls silent. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s peaceful, comfortable, and soon enough Miyata\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s breath evens out as he falls asleep, although his grip on Tamamori doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t slacken. <\/p>\n
Tamamori gives it to the count of a hundred before he shifts to shoulder Miyata awake and ask if he wants to go again.<\/p>\n
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