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Title : Love Situation
Part 2
Author : [info]zeon_avalanthe
Rating : PG-15
Genre : AU ; Fluff
Fandom : Arashi
Pairing : JunBa
Disclaimer : Everyone knows that I don't own any of those boys, sadly.
Summary : A new job. A new encounter. This is the story of new employee Aiba Masaki who fell for his boss Matsumoto Jun aka the Devil Vice President.
Author's Note : Another piece for [livejournal.com profile] arashi_exchange 2016! Again, many thanks to my awesomest beta, Tanja!

~~~Love Situation – Part 2~~~

“I don’t understand.” Jun sighed before chugging on his seventh drink for the night. “He was fine yesterday. We were even talking about going to a movie this weekend. But then today, he came to me and gave me a resignation letter and told me to never see him again. What’s wrong with him?”

“Alright, Jun. I guess it’s enough.” Sho took Jun’s eight cup before he could drink it.

“Hey,” Jun protested, but even his protest is half-assed.

“I was about to give you a lecture, but I don’t think you will remember anything in the morning, so I will take you home instead. Tomorrow, we will talk.”

Jun pouted but let Sho take care of the bills and drag him outside of the bar. Sho simply chuckled at his friend’s childishness. It was a stark contrast to the stoic and strict Vice President everybody knew. Sho knew that Jun was probably angry at Aiba for doing what he did, but Sho needed Jun to know that Jun was part of the reason why Aiba had done it.

Sho sighed as he dropped his friend unceremoniously onto his bed before pulling the bedcovers over him.


Jun woke up to the worst hangover he had ever had in his life. It felt like he had just been run over by a truck. He took an aspirin as he got ready to go to work. He was going to be all grumpy for the rest of the day, so he hoped no one would be getting on his nerves today.

Jun’s hope crumbled though, when he arrived at his office and he was greeted by a serious look of his secretary.

“What is it?” Jun didn’t mean the words to be that harsh and he was feeling sorry for making the woman flinch, but he was troubled, dammit.

“Matsumoto-san, uhm, there’s someone who wants to meet you right now.” The woman took a step-back, as if afraid of another outburst.

“Tell them I’m not available today.”

“Uhm, I tried, but- uhm, the man insisted, and uhm, I tried to stop him, but-“

Jun felt like he knew what she was about to say, so he dismissed her and entered his office. And just as he had expected, a man was currently sitting in his office, waiting for him, without his permission. Jun could feel a vein popping up.

“Who are you and what are you doing here?”

The man looked up at hearing him and Jun immediately recognized him as one of the employees. He was from Sho’s department and Sho had talked highly of him. Sho had not, however, mentioned that he was having an attitude issue.

“My name is Ninomiya, Sir. And I’m sorry to have barged in without your permission, but I really need to talk with you right now. It’s important.”

Jun sighed. “Whatever it is, it has to wait for another day. I’m busy today. Please leave.”

“It’s about Aiba.”

Jun halted at the mention of the name. He slowly turned to look at this Ninomiya guy properly, his eyes squinting to search for any sign that he was being played at. He found none.

“Okay.” Jun nodded as he sat on his chair. “I’m listening.”


When Jun arrived at the familiar door, he quickly knocked on it, all the while trying to calm his breath after his intense run. When no answers came, he started banging on it, not minding if he made a scene.

“Masaki!? You’re in there, aren’t you? Please open the door.”

Jun swore he could hear some shuffling from behind the door, but there was no sign that the door would be opened.

“Masaki, please. We need to talk.”

When there was still no respond coming from inside the room, Jun stopped his banging and leaned his forehead on the door.

“Okay. Fine. If that’s what you want, I will wait here until you open the door.”

Jun slumped down on the floor, sitting with his back on the door. He saw an old lady peeking from the room next door and he gave her his killer smile to send her back inside her room. His eyes trailed to the scenery beyond the railings. The sky was darkened and grey, clouds slowly forming. It looked like it was going to rain soon. Jun hoped he wouldn’t have to wait too long as he shuddered when the wind already started to freshen up.

Fortunately for Jun, Masaki was too kind for his own good. As soon as the rain started falling, Jun could hear the door being opened so he quickly shuffled to his feet. Masaki gave him a cold look, but let him in anyway.

“You’re making a scene,” is what he told Jun.

“I’m sorry. But I really need to talk to you.” Jun dropped his eyes and heard Masaki sigh.

“Come in. I’ll make some tea.”

Jun followed dutifully behind Masaki and sat on the couch in the living room. A long-running animal variety show was showing on TV and it made Jun smile. He thought it somehow fit Masaki’s image too well.

“So,” Masaki interrupted Jun’s train of thoughts as he reappeared with a cup of tea, which he then placed on the table in front of Jun. “What is it that you want to talk about?”

Jun noticed the flat tone Masaki was using when he spoke.

“First of all, I’m sorry.”

Masaki arched his eyebrow. “What for?”

“For everything,” Jun answered. “I… never realized that our lunch-meetings would trouble you that much. I was stupid for not being able to see how you had to suffer alone. I swear it was not my intention to cause you pain.”

Jun waited for Masaki’s reaction. And after a few moments of silence (which felt like hours), he heard Masaki sigh.

“You don’t have apologize to me. It was not your fault. It was just… a misunderstanding. And it’s okay. I am okay.”

“No, you’re not,” Jun exclaimed, his eyes locking with Masaki’s. “You are not okay at all. And I should be able to protect you, to stand by your side, but I wasn’t able to. That’s why I’m sorry.”

Masaki bit his lip, before he looked away.

“I should have cleared things out before it became this messy. I should have clarified things between us. So there won’t be any misunderstanding. I should have told those people that you’re no whore. Nor you are a toy, which could be played with as pleased.” Jun saw how Masaki flinched at his words. It must have brought up unwelcomed memories.

Jun took a shuddering breath, he could feel his heart pounding. He was about to say something he wanted to say since their first encounter, but never had the courage to. Not until this morning. When a certain man knocked some sense to him. By telling him how much he had hurt the man by not saying anything.

“I should have told them that you are someone I want to cherish for the rest of my life. Someone that completes me. Someone whose smile is enough to brightened even my worst day. Someone with whom I could be who I am without having to keep up pretenses. Someone I love, from the depth of my heart.”

Jun heard Masaki gasps at his confession and as he turned to look at Jun, his eyes were brimming with tears. Jun smiled.

“I love you, Masaki. And I’m sorry if I caused you any pain, be it intentionally or unintentionally. But I want you to know that when you’re hurt, I’m hurt too. And when you’re sad, I’m sad too. All I ever want is to always see you smile. For you to be happy. For you to feel loved.”

By then Masaki was crying for real. He hid his face behind his arm, restraining his sobbing, as if he didn’t want Jun to see him crying.

And Jun did the first thing that came to his mind. He pulled Masaki into his arms and let him bury his face into his shoulder.

“It’s okay, Masaki. It’s okay.” He kept whispering sweet nothings to the man trying to soothe and assure him.

“Oh, Jun,” Masaki choked in between his sobs as he gripped onto the back of Jun’s shirt, his voice no longer restrained, but muffled against Jun. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

“There’s nothing for you to be sorry about,” was what Jun whispered into Masaki’s ear as his hand slowly caressed Masaki’s back.

Slowly Masaki’s crying subsided as the man calmed down, easing into some slight hiccups, before draining out completely as Masaki removed himself from Jun’s embrace.

“I was so afraid and lonely. And it was just too painful and I couldn’t take it anymore.” Masaki started babbling, but Jun let him continue. “I wanted to be with you but it just hurt too much. The physical bullying I could handle, but it was the words which broke me. And I started to think that they were right, that you only saw me as a toy which you could play with randomly and then just throw away after you’ve grown tired of it and I became so scared. So I decided to pull away before that could happen. Before I invested too much into you.”

Jun wiped a stubborn tear which feel from Masaki’s right eye.

“I’m sorry you had to suffer alone. But you won’t be alone anymore. Never again.”

Masaki gave him a tearful smile before he closed in and gave Jun’s lips a slight peck.

“I love you, Jun.”

A wide grin came to Jun’s face, before he moved to return the kiss.

“I love you too, Masaki.”

Their eyes locked with each other, easily getting lost in the depths of the other’s gaze. Masaki’s eyes were slightly red from crying, but Jun still thought he was as beautiful as ever.

Jun leaned in to capture those plump lips once more. Masaki parted his lips when he asked for entrance and they were engaged in a heated dance of entwined tongues. He pulled Masaki closer, as if the distance left between them was still too much, too cold, and soon he had Masaki on his lap, grabbing onto Jun just as tightly.

His hands started roaming under Masaki’s shirt, trying and succeeding at elicited a delightful sounds coming from Masaki’s throat. The room was suddenly too hot, despite the thundering rain outside the window.

They pulled away to catch their breath and Jun took in the view in front of him. The half-lidded eyes full of lust, the red and swollen lips, the unruly hair and the slightly sloping shirt which showed a glimpse of an exotic birthmark on his left shoulder that Jun wanted to explore.

“Bedroom?” The husky and seductive voice of his newly-made boyfriend invited him and Jun would have been crazy to reject the offer.


Jun smiled. They were going to have a wild night.


In the end, Masaki still quit the company. He said that after a while, he realized that it was not his passion after all. While it had been his ambition to work at Matsumoto company, Masaki realized that he didn’t necessarily have to work there to fulfill his dream.

“I can arrange for you to be placed in the creative division, you know.”

“That’s what I want to avoid the most.”

Masaki got up and Jun almost regretted he said that because he thought that Masaki was mad now, but the man surprised Jun when he smiled at him.

“I don’t want to achieve anything because you helped me. I want to grab things by my own hands. Otherwise, those people would be right thinking that I’m nothing but your boy-toy, or something.”

“But you’re not-”

“I know I’m not,” Masaki cut Jun’s protest short, before leaning in to give him a peck. “You wouldn’t be here in my bed, if I had to think that for even a second.”

Jun saw Masaki giggling as he pulled Jun up and half-dragged him to the kitchen.

“And besides, I kinda want to try something new.”

“Something like?” Jun pried as he let himself be seated on the bar chair behind the counter.

“I’ve always loved animals and children,” Masaki said with a shrug as he rummaged through the refrigerator. “I’m feeling slightly torn between a pet shop or daycare.”

Jun watched Masaki take some eggs and bacon from the fridge before he placed the pan on the stove.

“You’d suit both.” Jun smiled when Masaki began his cooking. “I know some people who are in those lines of business. I guess I could make some call to them.”

“Jun,” Masaki immediately scolded, the spatula pointed at Jun. “I told you that I don’t want you to meddle with it!”

“I know, I know.” Jun rose his hands in surrender. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t say something like that again.” Masaki gave Jun a glare which looked more like a pout, before returning to his scrambled egg.

“Can I request something?” The younger man asked after a while and after seeing Masaki raising his eyebrows, he continued, “Can you please look for a new job near the office? Or near my apartment, at least.”

“I will try.” Masaki shrugged. “Why?”

“So I can visit you often. We can have lunch together and I can take you to and from work every day,” Jun answered with a grin.

“Jun, you’re hopeless,” Masaki rolled his eyes.

“I’m in love,” Jun reasoned, the grin on his face only getting wider when he saw Masaki’s cheeks reddening.

“I love you, Masaki.”

He saw how Masaki smiled at him and felt that his life couldn’t get any better.

“I love you, too, Jun.”

~~~The End~~~

Date: 2016-09-25 09:53 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] yukitsubute
This was really my favourite story of the exchange <3 <3 <3 <3 I so loved the mood of it, and the way you wrote Jun and Aiba together, they are so cute. <3

Oh, and I loved Nino in this story *lol* He was just great <3

Thanks so much for this one, I already read it three times <3

Date: 2016-09-27 02:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zeon-avalanthe.livejournal.com
Aww~ I'm honoured that you put this story as your favourite XD

I had fun writing it :)

Nino is such an amazing fellow, isn't he?

You're welcome~
And thank you so much for liking this story and for dropping by~


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