First Time
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write_my_dreamsNo, I am not writing Hyde-centric fanfiction again. I will not be writing any new Hyde-centric fanfiction.
Title: First Time
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
write_my_dreams
Pairing: Kaz x Hyde
Genre: AU, smut
Warning/Disclaimer: Fic from early 2012. Contains alcohol, sexual content, and some drama. Sakura and the members of VAMPS do not belong to me. This fic, the idea, and the storyline belong to me.
Rating: NC-17
Chapter(s): 1/1
Summary: A night at the bar with Kaz ends in wild sex in Hyde's bedroom. The morning after is very awkward.
Author's Comment: This fic is originally from "Breaking the Habit" universe. I wrote it in January of 2012 (eff, that's almost 2 years ago) with the intention that I would be posting it as part of Breaking the Habit. Never worked since I abandoned that fic project, forgot about this, and moved on to other fandoms. I remembered it earlier this week so decided I might as well do something with it. I read through it and changed a few things but overall, what I'm posting is the same work from 2012.
As Hyde sipped his third beer, he absently reached up to brush his bangs out of his face. They kept tickling him and were starting to get annoying. Maybe he should go to the hair salon and get a trim tomorrow.
“Kaz, do you think I should get a haircut?” he asked, pouting as he fussed with his long, red hair.
Kaz lowered his own beer—he was also on his third—and studied him thoughtfully. “No. You look beautiful with long hair.”
Hyde blushed. “You think I’m beautiful?” It’d been so long since he’d last felt that he was. Sakura’s addiction had ruined him. Sometimes he only felt good about himself when he was too drunk to care what he looked like.
The tattoo artist smiled. “I do.” He reached out to smooth Hyde’s hair behind his ear, fingers lingering against his skin before drawing his hand back. “You’re very beautiful, Hyde. Especially when you smile.”
“Um… thank you.” Hyde blushed more and quickly downed the last few sips of his beer. He needed more alcohol to take compliments like these. He ordered something stronger this time, impulsively ordering one for Kaz. They’d gone out for drinks so they might as well get drunk. “You are too.” Especially now that the other man had started dressing better. He’d looked like a slob when Hyde had first started working at the shop. But now he was more stylish and really did look wonderful with feathers in his hair.
Now it was Kaz’s turn to blush. “No I’m not. You’re the attractive one, not me.” He adjusted his shirt and finished his beer just in time for their shots.
Hyde pouted as he knocked his back, calling for another. “Don’t be de… de… delusional,” he finally managed to pronounce the word. Kaz was so shy; all he needed was more confidence.
Kaz drank his shot and leaned against his hand, studying Hyde’s face. The attention made him a little uncomfortable so he quickly drank his second shot.
“What?” he asked.
“I want to kiss you,” Kaz said abruptly.
Hyde started, but smirked and leaned in closer. “So kiss me.”
The tattoo artist didn’t need to be told twice. He cupped Hyde’s face and kissed him. Hyde reached up to curl his fingers in Kaz’s soft hair, pressing him closer to his body as he kissed him back. He hadn’t known Kaz was such a good kisser. He should have gone out drinking with his boss earlier. The tattoo artist traced his tongue over Hyde’s lower lip and he opened his mouth to grant his tongue access. Kaz tasted like beer and vodka as Hyde’s tongue eagerly danced with his. Kaz dropped one hand from his face to stroke down Hyde’s body. He shivered at the touch and drew back, panting softly as he looked up at his boss.
“Let’s go to my apartment,” he said, getting off the bar stool with some difficultly and stepping down to the floor.
Kaz pulled his wallet out of his pocket. He slapped a handful of yen down on the bar before taking Hyde’s hand and pulling him outside the bar. He flagged down a taxi and they climbed into the back. Hyde gave the driver his address as he buckled his seatbelt. He squeaked as Kaz abruptly pushed him down on the backseat and hovered over him to start kissing down his neck. He groaned and tilted his head back, knotting his fingers in the tattoo artist’s hair again. He loved neck kisses. Kaz pushed Hyde’s shirt up so he could trail his mouth down his chest, caressing his thighs before kissing up to Hyde’s lips again and claiming them in another passionate kiss. Hyde ignored the discomfort of the seatbelt cutting across his stomach and the buckle pressing into his spine and concentrated on kissing Kaz. He wrapped one leg around the tattoo artist’s waist and kissed a trail up his jaw.
“I can’t wait to see you naked,” he whispered into Kaz’s ear. And to see the tattoos with nothing to cover them. Hyde had always liked his boss’s tattoos and thought he should show them off more. He’d endured a lot of pain to get them done and they didn’t deserve to be concealed beneath clothing so often.
Kaz teased his nipples. “I can’t wait to see you naked either.” He leaned down to kiss Hyde again, tongue mapping out his mouth as his hands memorized the redhead’s body.
The ride to his apartment was a blur of kisses and touching. Kaz didn’t let him off his back until the taxi stopped and the driver told him they’d reached their destination. Kaz reluctantly got off of Hyde, allowing the smaller man to sit up. The redhead paid for the cab fee and stumbled out of the taxi with Kaz, grabbing his hand so he could him up the stairs to his apartment. Kaz’s hands were up his shirt again as he fumbled with his keys, finally locating the correct key and inserting it into the lock. He opened the door and pulled Kaz inside.
“Mm… bedroom?” Hyde asked, carelessly dropping his keys on the floor and shutting the door behind them.
Kaz pressed him against the wall. “In a minute.” He kissed Hyde again, rushing to unbutton and unzip his jeans. Hyde kissed him back, submitting immediately as Kaz took control of the kiss and frenched him breathless again. Part of him was stunned by this dominant side to his boss. Kaz was always so shy, blushing furiously at Ju-ken’s dirty jokes but here he was pushing Hyde against any available surface and being completely in control. Hyde slid his arms around Kaz’s neck and pulled him closer to his body, trying to mold himself against the other man. He’d always preferred to have someone take control anyway.
Panting, Hyde broke the kiss and turned his face away so he could breathe. “Let’s go to my room.” He wanted to be naked and feel Kaz’s bare skin against his.
The tattoo artist pulled Hyde’s jeans down his thighs. “Lead the way.” He kissed the smaller man then stepped back to help him out of his jeans. Hyde pulled his shirt off on the way to the bedroom, shivering slightly as Kaz ran his hands down his chest. He reached the bedroom and turned around. It wasn’t fair that he was the only one in his boxers.
“You’re wearing too many clothes,” he said sternly.
Kaz glanced down at himself. “Take them off.”
Hyde grinned. “Gladly.” He pushed the tattoo artist’s cardigan off his shoulders, making short work of the t-shirt and kissing Kaz’s collarbones as he unzipped his jeans and yanked them down his legs. He squeaked as Kaz grasped the backs of his thighs and pulled him up into his arms. Hyde hooked his legs around the tattoo artist’s hips and kissed him eagerly as Kaz walked them to the bed. He set Hyde down and climbed on top of him, pushing his legs apart and kissing down his neck. Hyde groaned and tilted his head back, tracing the tattoo on Kaz’s arm as he inched Hyde’s boxers down his legs. Kaz straightened, and Hyde lifted his hips so he could remove the garment. He leaned back against the pillows, grinning as he watched his boss’s eyes travelling up and down his naked body with a look of appreciation.
“Like what you see?” he purred.
“Love it.” Kaz nipped his collarbone and removed his own underwear before settling back on top of Hyde again. He stroked the redhead’s cock and Hyde gasped, arching into him with a low moan. Kaz continued to stroke him as he kissed down Hyde’s neck, collarbones, and chest – playfully biting his nipples along the way and working Hyde expertly until he was seeing stars of pleasure.
“Kaz,” he whined, squirming under him. Enough foreplay—he wanted sex!
The tattoo artist finally stopped teasing him. “Where’s the lube?”
Hyde pointed at the side table. “In the drawer.” He always made sure to keep lube and condoms in there in case he got desperate while drunk and brought someone home with him. Like he’d done tonight.
Kaz leaned over him to get the lube and a condom. Hyde sat up so he could brush his long hair out of the way. He didn’t like having it trapped under him. The tattoo artist gently pushed him back down against the pillows and hovered over him again. Hyde pouted. He didn’t want to lie on his back.
“Let me up,” he whined, pushing at Kaz’s chest.
The tattoo artist looked confused. “What do you mean? I thought you wanted this.”
“Of course I want you to fuck me!” Hyde sat up again.
Kaz, still looking uncertain, leaned back so he could get up.
“I just wanted to reposition.” The redhead turned around and cast a seductive glance over his shoulder. “I’ve always thought it was sexy to get taken from behind.” He situated himself so he was on his hands and knees. “Don’t you?” He wiggled his ass invitingly.
Kaz looked more aroused as he smacked Hyde’s ass. “I do.” He brushed the petite redhead’s hair over his shoulder and slowly kissed his back. He heard the sound of the lube being uncapped and felt the first finger slide into him a few moments later. He groaned softly and clutched the sheets. It’d been a while since he’d last done this. “You’d look beautiful with a tattoo,” Kaz murmured against his back as he thrust the finger deeper. He kissed up Hyde’s spine and inserted the second finger, moving them in and out before starting to scissor his fingers.
“Oh… I’ve thought of it,” Hyde gasped, shivering in pleasure as he felt Kaz’s tongue gliding up his spine.
“Where?”
“My back… ah more,” Hyde groaned, pushing his hips back against Kaz’s fingers. It felt so good to have this done to him again. The only sex he’d had lately was in his dreams.
“What design?” Kaz pushed the third finger inside and pressed all three into Hyde’s prostate.
“Kaz!” the redhead moaned, tilting his head to claim a kiss. Kaz kissed him as he continued to press his fingers against Hyde’s prostate. He broke the kiss so he could moan again, dropping his head back down. “Ah, wings maybe.”
“That would be beautiful.”
“Mm… I’ll think about it.”
Kaz pulled his fingers out.
Hyde whined in displeasure, but told himself to be patient since having cock in him was always better than fingers.
“Are you ready?”
Hyde tossed his head to get his bangs out of his face. “I’ve been ready ever since you kissed me.” He glanced back over his shoulder and watched Kaz apply the condom then cover his erection in lube. The tattoo artist gripped Hyde’s hips as he slowly thrust into him, being gentle despite the amount of alcohol they’d both consumed. Hyde hissed a little as Kaz entered him since it had been a while, but it felt good despite the pain. He really needed to get laid more often…
“Oh, just fuck me, Kaz,” Hyde panted, looking up at him. “Fuck me so hard my neighbors are glaring at me in the morning because of how loud I screamed your name.” He smirked as that same look of complete arousal crossed over Kaz’s face again.
“You asked for it.” He slipped his arm around the redhead’s waist to support him and pulled out, thrusting back in and immediately setting a fast, hard pace that had the bedframe rattling against the wall. Hyde moaned loudly and ignored the little flashes of pain, concentrating on the pleasure he got from each thrust. Damn, Kaz was good in bed. He should have seduced him earlier.
“Ah, Kaz,” Hyde groaned, trying to move his hips in time with the other man. He was thankful for the arm around his waist since each hard thrust made it difficult to keep himself in his current position. He turned his head to claim a kiss, moans muffled against Kaz’s lips. The tattoo artist took advantage of his moans to French kiss him again. Hyde melted into Kaz and let their tongues dance until he had to pull back once more so he could breathe. Breathing. So annoying—always interrupting a steamy kiss.
“You like that?” Kaz gripped Hyde’s thigh with his free hand and started thrusting even harder into him.
“Yes!” the redhead gasped, looking at the tattooed arm around his waist. He really wished he had a mirror next to his bed so he could watch Kaz’s tattoos dancing with each thrust. He always enjoyed sex with tattooed men when there were mirrors nearby for that reason.
“Good.” Kaz angled his hips and slammed into Hyde’s prostate dead on.
“Kaz!” he screamed, trembling in pleasure and practically seeing stars. “Oh, more… please more,” he begged. Kaz was only too happy to obey and continued to pound into that spot. Hyde fell forward onto his elbows and leaned his head against the mattress, moaning and shouting Kaz’s name. This was what heaven felt like, and he didn’t want it to end. But he was painfully hard and his cock craved attention. Kaz seemed to read his mind. He reached down to wrap his hand around Hyde’s erection, pumping it in time with each thrust into Hyde’s prostate. He was moaning and screaming so loudly he knew he was going to have trouble speaking tomorrow, but didn’t care since every touch drove him further into ecstasy. Too soon, he felt his orgasm building up. Hyde knew Kaz was in a similar state since he’d started thrusting faster. The tattoo artist was now kissing and nipping at his neck and shoulders, groaning against his skin about how he was so close.
All it took was one more touch to his erection and then Hyde was coming harder than he had in months, screaming out Kaz’s name. The tattoo artist moaned loudly as he felt Hyde tighten around him. “Ha… Hyde,” he groaned. Hyde’s body was shaking in pleasure, but he pressed his hips back against Kaz to help his lover reach his own orgasm. The tattoo artist didn’t last much longer and bit Hyde’s neck hard as he came. The redhead’s arms gave out from under him and they collapsed onto the bed with Kaz still inside him, panting into his neck.
Both lay still as they caught their breath, dazed from the mind-blowing sex.
“You were amazing,” Kaz said, slowly pulling out of Hyde. He let out a soft whine as he lost the sensation of being filled, but turned over onto his back and looked up at Kaz.
“So were you.” He stroked the tattoo artist’s face and pulled him down onto him for a passionate kiss. A slower, sweeter one this time since they’d exhausted themselves.
Kaz pulled back and tossed the dirty condom into the trash. “Do you think your neighbors hate us yet?”
Hyde chuckled. “I think so.” He rubbed his throat and winced a little. He would definitely have a rougher voice tomorrow.
Kaz picked up some tissues and cleaned Hyde up then did the same to himself. He tossed the tissues into the trash and lay down beside the redhead, drawing him into his arms. “I want to do that again.”
“Me too.” Hyde’s eyes fluttered shut. “Maybe in the morning…”
“Mm,” Kaz murmured.
The last thing he felt before falling asleep were Kaz’s arms pressing him against his chest, holding him tightly like a lover would. Like Sakura used to before heroin had consumed him.
* * *
Hyde groaned and buried his face in the pillow as he felt the sun shining through the blinds. He’d forgotten to draw the curtains over the blinds again. He should have learned his lesson last time. The redhead reached up to rub his throbbing head, frowning since he was sticky and his ass felt sore as well. There was also an arm draped over his waist.
“Who did I bring home now?” Hyde mumbled. He raised his head from the pillow and glanced down to see a tattooed arm draped over him. He didn’t remember last night well, but apparently he’d brought home a man with a sleeve tattoo. Interesting. Maybe the legs intertwined with his had tattoos too. He’d check later, but right now he just wanted to sleep some more. Hyde closed his eyes and snuggled closer to the warmth at his back. His body fit nicely into his mystery lover’s arms and it felt nice to be held again.
Wait.
His eyes snapped open and he looked at the arm around his waist again. He knew those tattoos. He glanced over his shoulder and bit back a shriek as he saw Kaz asleep next to him, head resting on Hyde’s pillow and breath tickling the back of his neck. He’d brought Kaz home last night? He groaned as he realized something awful. He’d just slept with his boss. Hyde blushed as memories started coming back to him. Kaz kissing him at the bar, shoving him down in the backseat of the taxi… Hyde pushing at his chest in the bedroom since he wanted to switch positions, moaning Kaz’s name loud enough to wake the dead. His blush deepened as he remembered how needy he’d been. Kaz was going to think he was a complete whore and never want to see him again.
Hyde buried his face in his hands. Why had he suggested that he and Kaz go to a bar last night? He knew what he acted like when he was drunk around men he was attracted to! He’d been so stupid for thinking he could go to a bar and not throw himself at Kaz when he was drunk enough. They should have just gone to dinner and seen a movie together. Or gone to a museum. Anything but a bar!
Sighing, Hyde turned over and shook Kaz’s shoulder. They needed to face the reality that they’d slept together – no matter how embarrassing it was. Kaz mumbled something unintelligible and brushed his hand away before pressing his face into the pillow. Hyde shook him harder, swearing as he saw the clock. They had half an hour before they had to be at the tattoo shop.
“Kaz! Wake up. We’re going to be late for work.”
The tattoo artist’s eyes slowly opened. His first reaction was to wince and clutch his head, then he looked confused as he saw Hyde leaning over him. “Hyde? What are you doing here?” he asked, studying the other man. Confusion turned to embarrassment as Kaz realized that they were both naked and lying in bed together. “Hyde!” He sat up, blushing furiously as he clutched the sheets about his waist. “What… happened?”
“We had sex,” Hyde said flatly, burying his face in his hands again. “I’m sorry. This is all my fault.”
“What do you mean?”
“I suggested we go out to a bar even though I know how I get when I’m drunk and it’s been a while. I thought I’d be able to control myself though.” He braced himself, waiting for Kaz to fire him for being such a whore last night. Employees shouldn’t be sleeping with their boss.
Kaz tentatively reached out to touch his shoulder. “It’s not your fault. I wanted to be with you as much as you did.” He gently pulled Hyde’s hands away from his face. He was still blushing, but seemed concerned that Hyde was taking this so badly.
“But I…”
Kaz shook his head, hissing slightly and cradling his head. “I started this when I said I,” he blushed more, “wanted to kiss you.”
Hyde bit his lip. “Do you still want me to work for you after…?” he trailed off, knowing he didn’t need to continue.
Kaz looked shocked. “Hyde! Of course I want you to keep working for me. I wouldn’t fire you for something like this.” He shuffled awkwardly, trying to get out of bed and get his clothes without relinquishing the sheets. Hyde smiled faintly and looked down at his hands to give him some privacy. Kaz really was so shy.
“Thank you.” He loved his job at the tattoo shop and couldn’t bear the thought of losing it. He was friends with everyone there. They had gladly welcomed him into their little family.
“Can I use your shower?” Kaz was half-dressed and had his shirt and cardigan tucked under his arm.
“Of course. It’s just down the hall; I’ll put out a clean towel for you.” Hyde got out of bed and grimaced at the ache in his lower back. Sitting in the car was going to be a nightmare. He pulled his boxers on, biting his lip again as he looked at the clock. It was embarrassing enough to wake up in bed with his boss, but now he’d have Ju-ken teasing him when he and Kaz arrived late together. Kaz quickly disappeared into the bathroom and Hyde left a towel, a glass, and a bottle of aspirin outside the door before going back into the bedroom. He swore as he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He had a few hickeys on his neck and shoulders. He’d have to wear a shirt with a high enough collar to cover the marks. Ju-ken would only tease him more if he saw the hickeys.
* * *
The car ride to work was extremely awkward. After Kaz had showered, Hyde had locked himself in the bathroom to take his own shower and try to regain his composure. Once he’d finished brushing his hair, he’d made a quick breakfast for him and Kaz and then they’d gone down to the parking lot. They had to take his car since Kaz’s was still at the bar. At least they’d had the good sense to take a taxi last night.
Unfortunately, Hyde’s neighbors had been getting into their car and had given the pair nasty looks. He’d gotten his wish. Hyde had just bowed his head in apology and quickly gotten into his car. He and Kaz hadn’t said a word to each other since leaving the apartment, both too embarrassed to speak. Memories of last night kept replaying themselves in Hyde’s head like an unwelcome movie and he hoped this night wouldn’t repeat itself in his dreams. He didn’t want to have sex dreams about his boss.
“I’ll drive you to the bar after work so we can get your car back,” Hyde said. He didn’t dare look at Kaz, knowing he’d think of last night again.
“Thank you.”
They fell back into an awkward silence. Hyde worried that their friendship would never be the same after last night. He was attracted to Kaz and enjoyed his company, but was afraid of a new relationship and didn’t want to hurt the other man if his fears got the better of him. So he’d kept his attraction to himself and simply treated Kaz as a friend, but everything had changed after last night.
Hyde parked the car in front of VAMPS and got out, moving a little stiffly from last night. They were almost an hour late to work since they’d each had to shower, eat a quick breakfast, and then get here. Hyde had wanted to drop Kaz off at his apartment so he could change, but there wasn’t enough time. So he had to wear the same clothes—which dirty-minded Ju-ken would notice right away.
The bell tinkled as they stepped into the shop. Ju-ken was behind the counter and he raised an eyebrow as Hyde and Kaz walked in late. Together. He watched them suspiciously, noticing how Hyde blushed as he looked at Kaz and that he was limping a little.
“You two had sex last night!” he announced.
The redhead jumped. “Ju-ken!” he protested.
Ju-ken smirked. “Please, Hyde. It’s obvious. Kaz is wearing the same clothes he was yesterday, you two are late together, you’re limping, and that collar isn’t high enough to hide that hickey on your neck.”
Kaz turned red. “We don’t need to talk about this.”
“Yes we do,” Ju-ken cackled. “So you topped Hyde? Wow, I didn’t think you were that type. You’re always so shy and Hyde, despite looking like a princess, can be pretty feisty.”
“Ju-ken!” Hyde shrieked. “Do not talk about last night!”
“Well if you can’t give me details I’ll have to fill in my own.”
“Leave them alone,” Arimatsu said, giving the pair a sympathetic look.
Fortunately, a customer arrived and Ju-ken shut up, but gave Hyde a look that promised more teasing once the studio was customer free.
Hyde bit back a groan. He really should have called in sick today.
* * *
Ju-ken clocked out and leaned against the counter, smiling wickedly at Kaz who was shutting down the computer. “Don’t be so busy pounding our princess that you forget to lock up the shop!” He laughed as Kaz turned crimson and dodged the shoe Hyde threw at him. “Hey! Watch where you’re throwing things,” he pouted.
“Well stop being so rude!” Hyde huffed, stalking over to put his shoe back on.
“Chill out, Cinderealla.” Ju-ken smiled and ruffled Hyde’s hair. “You two have fun tonight.”
“Go home, Ju-ken.”
“Why, can’t wait to be alone with Hyde?” Ju-ken laughed as Kaz turned even redder, waving to both before leaving the shop. Hyde squirmed as they were left with just each other for company. They’d been avoiding each other as much as they could due to embarrassment, but now they had no choice but to speak to each other.
“Kaz… can we talk about last night?” Hyde asked, looking up at him. “I really like you and I don’t want to lose you as a friend because we were drunk and had sex.”
“I don’t want to lose you either.”
Hyde breathed a sigh of relief. “So can we put last night behind us and just move on from there?” They clearly had a mutual attraction to each other; Kaz had told him how beautiful he was and had instigated things first… but Hyde didn’t know if Kaz just thought he was attractive or if he liked him as more than a friend.
“Yes, we can.” Kaz hesitated as he looked at Hyde. “I’ve developed a crush on you, but I wasn’t going to say anything because I know you’re still hurting over Sakura and I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable by telling you how I felt. The alcohol just released my inhibitions though and I acted on my feelings.”
Hyde bit his lip. “I like you too, Kaz, but I… I don’t know if I’m at that stage yet.”
Kaz smiled shyly. “There’s no rush, let’s just take things from here and see how we feel.”
The redhead nodded and hesitated before leaning in to kiss Kaz on the cheek. It was the first time he’d touched him since they’d woken up together. “Yes, let’s do that.”
“And Hyde, I’m so sorry about last night.” Kaz looked regretful. “I’ve seen you wincing when you sit and heard how last night changed your voice. I was too rough with you and I want you to know how sorry I am for hurting you. I wouldn’t have been that forceful if I’d had my wits about me. I should have apologized to you this morning, but I was just too shocked that we’d actually slept together.”
Hyde blushed and looked down at his shoes. “It’s okay. I told you I wanted it that way, and it’s not that bad.” Part of him was surprised that Kaz had had such a fierce, dominant side to him. He was always so shy and gentle. Hyde had seen a completely different side of Kaz last night and he couldn’t deny that he wanted to see it again. But under different conditions—and without alcohol.
“Are you sure?”
Hyde squirmed. “I like it rough sometimes.” Sakura had always been happy to indulge him. Their neighbors had hated him too since Hyde just couldn’t keep quiet when he was getting pounded.
Kaz blushed again. “Oh. Let me just finish closing up and then do you want to go get my car?”
“Yes.” Hyde helped Kaz close up the shop.
It was too soon to tell if he and Kaz would one day be together, but Hyde felt better knowing that there was one man who could love him. Kaz could be his lover if they ever got that far. If.
Hyde unlocked his car and got in the driver’s seat. He buckled his seatbelt and watched Kaz get in, hoping that tomorrow would be less awkward. He really wanted things to be normal between the two of them. He liked spending time with Kaz, comparing drawings and playing guitar together or going out to eat on their lunch breaks. It’d felt wrong to be avoiding him and he really didn’t want to experience that again.
“Do you think we can be normal tomorrow?” Hyde asked.
Kaz rubbed the back of his neck. “It’ll take us a little while to get used to last night, but I want things to be normal between us too.”
Hyde beamed. “Good.” His smile faded and he glowered at the steering wheel. “As long as Ju-ken can keep his big mouth shut, we can be like we were the day before yesterday.”
Kaz laughed. “It’s hard getting Ju-ken to be quiet.”
“Oh I’ll come up with a way.” Hyde smiled again, glad to hear Kaz laughing. He’d been so afraid this morning that they would never be the same again. In a way they weren’t since last night had changed things, but they could still be friends and laugh with each other without thinking of getting naked again.
This time, there was no awkward silence during the ride.
Title: First Time
Author:
write_my_dreamsPairing: Kaz x Hyde
Genre: AU, smut
Warning/Disclaimer: Fic from early 2012. Contains alcohol, sexual content, and some drama. Sakura and the members of VAMPS do not belong to me. This fic, the idea, and the storyline belong to me.
Rating: NC-17
Chapter(s): 1/1
Summary: A night at the bar with Kaz ends in wild sex in Hyde's bedroom. The morning after is very awkward.
Author's Comment: This fic is originally from "Breaking the Habit" universe. I wrote it in January of 2012 (eff, that's almost 2 years ago) with the intention that I would be posting it as part of Breaking the Habit. Never worked since I abandoned that fic project, forgot about this, and moved on to other fandoms. I remembered it earlier this week so decided I might as well do something with it. I read through it and changed a few things but overall, what I'm posting is the same work from 2012.
As Hyde sipped his third beer, he absently reached up to brush his bangs out of his face. They kept tickling him and were starting to get annoying. Maybe he should go to the hair salon and get a trim tomorrow.
“Kaz, do you think I should get a haircut?” he asked, pouting as he fussed with his long, red hair.
Kaz lowered his own beer—he was also on his third—and studied him thoughtfully. “No. You look beautiful with long hair.”
Hyde blushed. “You think I’m beautiful?” It’d been so long since he’d last felt that he was. Sakura’s addiction had ruined him. Sometimes he only felt good about himself when he was too drunk to care what he looked like.
The tattoo artist smiled. “I do.” He reached out to smooth Hyde’s hair behind his ear, fingers lingering against his skin before drawing his hand back. “You’re very beautiful, Hyde. Especially when you smile.”
“Um… thank you.” Hyde blushed more and quickly downed the last few sips of his beer. He needed more alcohol to take compliments like these. He ordered something stronger this time, impulsively ordering one for Kaz. They’d gone out for drinks so they might as well get drunk. “You are too.” Especially now that the other man had started dressing better. He’d looked like a slob when Hyde had first started working at the shop. But now he was more stylish and really did look wonderful with feathers in his hair.
Now it was Kaz’s turn to blush. “No I’m not. You’re the attractive one, not me.” He adjusted his shirt and finished his beer just in time for their shots.
Hyde pouted as he knocked his back, calling for another. “Don’t be de… de… delusional,” he finally managed to pronounce the word. Kaz was so shy; all he needed was more confidence.
Kaz drank his shot and leaned against his hand, studying Hyde’s face. The attention made him a little uncomfortable so he quickly drank his second shot.
“What?” he asked.
“I want to kiss you,” Kaz said abruptly.
Hyde started, but smirked and leaned in closer. “So kiss me.”
The tattoo artist didn’t need to be told twice. He cupped Hyde’s face and kissed him. Hyde reached up to curl his fingers in Kaz’s soft hair, pressing him closer to his body as he kissed him back. He hadn’t known Kaz was such a good kisser. He should have gone out drinking with his boss earlier. The tattoo artist traced his tongue over Hyde’s lower lip and he opened his mouth to grant his tongue access. Kaz tasted like beer and vodka as Hyde’s tongue eagerly danced with his. Kaz dropped one hand from his face to stroke down Hyde’s body. He shivered at the touch and drew back, panting softly as he looked up at his boss.
“Let’s go to my apartment,” he said, getting off the bar stool with some difficultly and stepping down to the floor.
Kaz pulled his wallet out of his pocket. He slapped a handful of yen down on the bar before taking Hyde’s hand and pulling him outside the bar. He flagged down a taxi and they climbed into the back. Hyde gave the driver his address as he buckled his seatbelt. He squeaked as Kaz abruptly pushed him down on the backseat and hovered over him to start kissing down his neck. He groaned and tilted his head back, knotting his fingers in the tattoo artist’s hair again. He loved neck kisses. Kaz pushed Hyde’s shirt up so he could trail his mouth down his chest, caressing his thighs before kissing up to Hyde’s lips again and claiming them in another passionate kiss. Hyde ignored the discomfort of the seatbelt cutting across his stomach and the buckle pressing into his spine and concentrated on kissing Kaz. He wrapped one leg around the tattoo artist’s waist and kissed a trail up his jaw.
“I can’t wait to see you naked,” he whispered into Kaz’s ear. And to see the tattoos with nothing to cover them. Hyde had always liked his boss’s tattoos and thought he should show them off more. He’d endured a lot of pain to get them done and they didn’t deserve to be concealed beneath clothing so often.
Kaz teased his nipples. “I can’t wait to see you naked either.” He leaned down to kiss Hyde again, tongue mapping out his mouth as his hands memorized the redhead’s body.
The ride to his apartment was a blur of kisses and touching. Kaz didn’t let him off his back until the taxi stopped and the driver told him they’d reached their destination. Kaz reluctantly got off of Hyde, allowing the smaller man to sit up. The redhead paid for the cab fee and stumbled out of the taxi with Kaz, grabbing his hand so he could him up the stairs to his apartment. Kaz’s hands were up his shirt again as he fumbled with his keys, finally locating the correct key and inserting it into the lock. He opened the door and pulled Kaz inside.
“Mm… bedroom?” Hyde asked, carelessly dropping his keys on the floor and shutting the door behind them.
Kaz pressed him against the wall. “In a minute.” He kissed Hyde again, rushing to unbutton and unzip his jeans. Hyde kissed him back, submitting immediately as Kaz took control of the kiss and frenched him breathless again. Part of him was stunned by this dominant side to his boss. Kaz was always so shy, blushing furiously at Ju-ken’s dirty jokes but here he was pushing Hyde against any available surface and being completely in control. Hyde slid his arms around Kaz’s neck and pulled him closer to his body, trying to mold himself against the other man. He’d always preferred to have someone take control anyway.
Panting, Hyde broke the kiss and turned his face away so he could breathe. “Let’s go to my room.” He wanted to be naked and feel Kaz’s bare skin against his.
The tattoo artist pulled Hyde’s jeans down his thighs. “Lead the way.” He kissed the smaller man then stepped back to help him out of his jeans. Hyde pulled his shirt off on the way to the bedroom, shivering slightly as Kaz ran his hands down his chest. He reached the bedroom and turned around. It wasn’t fair that he was the only one in his boxers.
“You’re wearing too many clothes,” he said sternly.
Kaz glanced down at himself. “Take them off.”
Hyde grinned. “Gladly.” He pushed the tattoo artist’s cardigan off his shoulders, making short work of the t-shirt and kissing Kaz’s collarbones as he unzipped his jeans and yanked them down his legs. He squeaked as Kaz grasped the backs of his thighs and pulled him up into his arms. Hyde hooked his legs around the tattoo artist’s hips and kissed him eagerly as Kaz walked them to the bed. He set Hyde down and climbed on top of him, pushing his legs apart and kissing down his neck. Hyde groaned and tilted his head back, tracing the tattoo on Kaz’s arm as he inched Hyde’s boxers down his legs. Kaz straightened, and Hyde lifted his hips so he could remove the garment. He leaned back against the pillows, grinning as he watched his boss’s eyes travelling up and down his naked body with a look of appreciation.
“Like what you see?” he purred.
“Love it.” Kaz nipped his collarbone and removed his own underwear before settling back on top of Hyde again. He stroked the redhead’s cock and Hyde gasped, arching into him with a low moan. Kaz continued to stroke him as he kissed down Hyde’s neck, collarbones, and chest – playfully biting his nipples along the way and working Hyde expertly until he was seeing stars of pleasure.
“Kaz,” he whined, squirming under him. Enough foreplay—he wanted sex!
The tattoo artist finally stopped teasing him. “Where’s the lube?”
Hyde pointed at the side table. “In the drawer.” He always made sure to keep lube and condoms in there in case he got desperate while drunk and brought someone home with him. Like he’d done tonight.
Kaz leaned over him to get the lube and a condom. Hyde sat up so he could brush his long hair out of the way. He didn’t like having it trapped under him. The tattoo artist gently pushed him back down against the pillows and hovered over him again. Hyde pouted. He didn’t want to lie on his back.
“Let me up,” he whined, pushing at Kaz’s chest.
The tattoo artist looked confused. “What do you mean? I thought you wanted this.”
“Of course I want you to fuck me!” Hyde sat up again.
Kaz, still looking uncertain, leaned back so he could get up.
“I just wanted to reposition.” The redhead turned around and cast a seductive glance over his shoulder. “I’ve always thought it was sexy to get taken from behind.” He situated himself so he was on his hands and knees. “Don’t you?” He wiggled his ass invitingly.
Kaz looked more aroused as he smacked Hyde’s ass. “I do.” He brushed the petite redhead’s hair over his shoulder and slowly kissed his back. He heard the sound of the lube being uncapped and felt the first finger slide into him a few moments later. He groaned softly and clutched the sheets. It’d been a while since he’d last done this. “You’d look beautiful with a tattoo,” Kaz murmured against his back as he thrust the finger deeper. He kissed up Hyde’s spine and inserted the second finger, moving them in and out before starting to scissor his fingers.
“Oh… I’ve thought of it,” Hyde gasped, shivering in pleasure as he felt Kaz’s tongue gliding up his spine.
“Where?”
“My back… ah more,” Hyde groaned, pushing his hips back against Kaz’s fingers. It felt so good to have this done to him again. The only sex he’d had lately was in his dreams.
“What design?” Kaz pushed the third finger inside and pressed all three into Hyde’s prostate.
“Kaz!” the redhead moaned, tilting his head to claim a kiss. Kaz kissed him as he continued to press his fingers against Hyde’s prostate. He broke the kiss so he could moan again, dropping his head back down. “Ah, wings maybe.”
“That would be beautiful.”
“Mm… I’ll think about it.”
Kaz pulled his fingers out.
Hyde whined in displeasure, but told himself to be patient since having cock in him was always better than fingers.
“Are you ready?”
Hyde tossed his head to get his bangs out of his face. “I’ve been ready ever since you kissed me.” He glanced back over his shoulder and watched Kaz apply the condom then cover his erection in lube. The tattoo artist gripped Hyde’s hips as he slowly thrust into him, being gentle despite the amount of alcohol they’d both consumed. Hyde hissed a little as Kaz entered him since it had been a while, but it felt good despite the pain. He really needed to get laid more often…
“Oh, just fuck me, Kaz,” Hyde panted, looking up at him. “Fuck me so hard my neighbors are glaring at me in the morning because of how loud I screamed your name.” He smirked as that same look of complete arousal crossed over Kaz’s face again.
“You asked for it.” He slipped his arm around the redhead’s waist to support him and pulled out, thrusting back in and immediately setting a fast, hard pace that had the bedframe rattling against the wall. Hyde moaned loudly and ignored the little flashes of pain, concentrating on the pleasure he got from each thrust. Damn, Kaz was good in bed. He should have seduced him earlier.
“Ah, Kaz,” Hyde groaned, trying to move his hips in time with the other man. He was thankful for the arm around his waist since each hard thrust made it difficult to keep himself in his current position. He turned his head to claim a kiss, moans muffled against Kaz’s lips. The tattoo artist took advantage of his moans to French kiss him again. Hyde melted into Kaz and let their tongues dance until he had to pull back once more so he could breathe. Breathing. So annoying—always interrupting a steamy kiss.
“You like that?” Kaz gripped Hyde’s thigh with his free hand and started thrusting even harder into him.
“Yes!” the redhead gasped, looking at the tattooed arm around his waist. He really wished he had a mirror next to his bed so he could watch Kaz’s tattoos dancing with each thrust. He always enjoyed sex with tattooed men when there were mirrors nearby for that reason.
“Good.” Kaz angled his hips and slammed into Hyde’s prostate dead on.
“Kaz!” he screamed, trembling in pleasure and practically seeing stars. “Oh, more… please more,” he begged. Kaz was only too happy to obey and continued to pound into that spot. Hyde fell forward onto his elbows and leaned his head against the mattress, moaning and shouting Kaz’s name. This was what heaven felt like, and he didn’t want it to end. But he was painfully hard and his cock craved attention. Kaz seemed to read his mind. He reached down to wrap his hand around Hyde’s erection, pumping it in time with each thrust into Hyde’s prostate. He was moaning and screaming so loudly he knew he was going to have trouble speaking tomorrow, but didn’t care since every touch drove him further into ecstasy. Too soon, he felt his orgasm building up. Hyde knew Kaz was in a similar state since he’d started thrusting faster. The tattoo artist was now kissing and nipping at his neck and shoulders, groaning against his skin about how he was so close.
All it took was one more touch to his erection and then Hyde was coming harder than he had in months, screaming out Kaz’s name. The tattoo artist moaned loudly as he felt Hyde tighten around him. “Ha… Hyde,” he groaned. Hyde’s body was shaking in pleasure, but he pressed his hips back against Kaz to help his lover reach his own orgasm. The tattoo artist didn’t last much longer and bit Hyde’s neck hard as he came. The redhead’s arms gave out from under him and they collapsed onto the bed with Kaz still inside him, panting into his neck.
Both lay still as they caught their breath, dazed from the mind-blowing sex.
“You were amazing,” Kaz said, slowly pulling out of Hyde. He let out a soft whine as he lost the sensation of being filled, but turned over onto his back and looked up at Kaz.
“So were you.” He stroked the tattoo artist’s face and pulled him down onto him for a passionate kiss. A slower, sweeter one this time since they’d exhausted themselves.
Kaz pulled back and tossed the dirty condom into the trash. “Do you think your neighbors hate us yet?”
Hyde chuckled. “I think so.” He rubbed his throat and winced a little. He would definitely have a rougher voice tomorrow.
Kaz picked up some tissues and cleaned Hyde up then did the same to himself. He tossed the tissues into the trash and lay down beside the redhead, drawing him into his arms. “I want to do that again.”
“Me too.” Hyde’s eyes fluttered shut. “Maybe in the morning…”
“Mm,” Kaz murmured.
The last thing he felt before falling asleep were Kaz’s arms pressing him against his chest, holding him tightly like a lover would. Like Sakura used to before heroin had consumed him.
* * *
Hyde groaned and buried his face in the pillow as he felt the sun shining through the blinds. He’d forgotten to draw the curtains over the blinds again. He should have learned his lesson last time. The redhead reached up to rub his throbbing head, frowning since he was sticky and his ass felt sore as well. There was also an arm draped over his waist.
“Who did I bring home now?” Hyde mumbled. He raised his head from the pillow and glanced down to see a tattooed arm draped over him. He didn’t remember last night well, but apparently he’d brought home a man with a sleeve tattoo. Interesting. Maybe the legs intertwined with his had tattoos too. He’d check later, but right now he just wanted to sleep some more. Hyde closed his eyes and snuggled closer to the warmth at his back. His body fit nicely into his mystery lover’s arms and it felt nice to be held again.
Wait.
His eyes snapped open and he looked at the arm around his waist again. He knew those tattoos. He glanced over his shoulder and bit back a shriek as he saw Kaz asleep next to him, head resting on Hyde’s pillow and breath tickling the back of his neck. He’d brought Kaz home last night? He groaned as he realized something awful. He’d just slept with his boss. Hyde blushed as memories started coming back to him. Kaz kissing him at the bar, shoving him down in the backseat of the taxi… Hyde pushing at his chest in the bedroom since he wanted to switch positions, moaning Kaz’s name loud enough to wake the dead. His blush deepened as he remembered how needy he’d been. Kaz was going to think he was a complete whore and never want to see him again.
Hyde buried his face in his hands. Why had he suggested that he and Kaz go to a bar last night? He knew what he acted like when he was drunk around men he was attracted to! He’d been so stupid for thinking he could go to a bar and not throw himself at Kaz when he was drunk enough. They should have just gone to dinner and seen a movie together. Or gone to a museum. Anything but a bar!
Sighing, Hyde turned over and shook Kaz’s shoulder. They needed to face the reality that they’d slept together – no matter how embarrassing it was. Kaz mumbled something unintelligible and brushed his hand away before pressing his face into the pillow. Hyde shook him harder, swearing as he saw the clock. They had half an hour before they had to be at the tattoo shop.
“Kaz! Wake up. We’re going to be late for work.”
The tattoo artist’s eyes slowly opened. His first reaction was to wince and clutch his head, then he looked confused as he saw Hyde leaning over him. “Hyde? What are you doing here?” he asked, studying the other man. Confusion turned to embarrassment as Kaz realized that they were both naked and lying in bed together. “Hyde!” He sat up, blushing furiously as he clutched the sheets about his waist. “What… happened?”
“We had sex,” Hyde said flatly, burying his face in his hands again. “I’m sorry. This is all my fault.”
“What do you mean?”
“I suggested we go out to a bar even though I know how I get when I’m drunk and it’s been a while. I thought I’d be able to control myself though.” He braced himself, waiting for Kaz to fire him for being such a whore last night. Employees shouldn’t be sleeping with their boss.
Kaz tentatively reached out to touch his shoulder. “It’s not your fault. I wanted to be with you as much as you did.” He gently pulled Hyde’s hands away from his face. He was still blushing, but seemed concerned that Hyde was taking this so badly.
“But I…”
Kaz shook his head, hissing slightly and cradling his head. “I started this when I said I,” he blushed more, “wanted to kiss you.”
Hyde bit his lip. “Do you still want me to work for you after…?” he trailed off, knowing he didn’t need to continue.
Kaz looked shocked. “Hyde! Of course I want you to keep working for me. I wouldn’t fire you for something like this.” He shuffled awkwardly, trying to get out of bed and get his clothes without relinquishing the sheets. Hyde smiled faintly and looked down at his hands to give him some privacy. Kaz really was so shy.
“Thank you.” He loved his job at the tattoo shop and couldn’t bear the thought of losing it. He was friends with everyone there. They had gladly welcomed him into their little family.
“Can I use your shower?” Kaz was half-dressed and had his shirt and cardigan tucked under his arm.
“Of course. It’s just down the hall; I’ll put out a clean towel for you.” Hyde got out of bed and grimaced at the ache in his lower back. Sitting in the car was going to be a nightmare. He pulled his boxers on, biting his lip again as he looked at the clock. It was embarrassing enough to wake up in bed with his boss, but now he’d have Ju-ken teasing him when he and Kaz arrived late together. Kaz quickly disappeared into the bathroom and Hyde left a towel, a glass, and a bottle of aspirin outside the door before going back into the bedroom. He swore as he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He had a few hickeys on his neck and shoulders. He’d have to wear a shirt with a high enough collar to cover the marks. Ju-ken would only tease him more if he saw the hickeys.
* * *
The car ride to work was extremely awkward. After Kaz had showered, Hyde had locked himself in the bathroom to take his own shower and try to regain his composure. Once he’d finished brushing his hair, he’d made a quick breakfast for him and Kaz and then they’d gone down to the parking lot. They had to take his car since Kaz’s was still at the bar. At least they’d had the good sense to take a taxi last night.
Unfortunately, Hyde’s neighbors had been getting into their car and had given the pair nasty looks. He’d gotten his wish. Hyde had just bowed his head in apology and quickly gotten into his car. He and Kaz hadn’t said a word to each other since leaving the apartment, both too embarrassed to speak. Memories of last night kept replaying themselves in Hyde’s head like an unwelcome movie and he hoped this night wouldn’t repeat itself in his dreams. He didn’t want to have sex dreams about his boss.
“I’ll drive you to the bar after work so we can get your car back,” Hyde said. He didn’t dare look at Kaz, knowing he’d think of last night again.
“Thank you.”
They fell back into an awkward silence. Hyde worried that their friendship would never be the same after last night. He was attracted to Kaz and enjoyed his company, but was afraid of a new relationship and didn’t want to hurt the other man if his fears got the better of him. So he’d kept his attraction to himself and simply treated Kaz as a friend, but everything had changed after last night.
Hyde parked the car in front of VAMPS and got out, moving a little stiffly from last night. They were almost an hour late to work since they’d each had to shower, eat a quick breakfast, and then get here. Hyde had wanted to drop Kaz off at his apartment so he could change, but there wasn’t enough time. So he had to wear the same clothes—which dirty-minded Ju-ken would notice right away.
The bell tinkled as they stepped into the shop. Ju-ken was behind the counter and he raised an eyebrow as Hyde and Kaz walked in late. Together. He watched them suspiciously, noticing how Hyde blushed as he looked at Kaz and that he was limping a little.
“You two had sex last night!” he announced.
The redhead jumped. “Ju-ken!” he protested.
Ju-ken smirked. “Please, Hyde. It’s obvious. Kaz is wearing the same clothes he was yesterday, you two are late together, you’re limping, and that collar isn’t high enough to hide that hickey on your neck.”
Kaz turned red. “We don’t need to talk about this.”
“Yes we do,” Ju-ken cackled. “So you topped Hyde? Wow, I didn’t think you were that type. You’re always so shy and Hyde, despite looking like a princess, can be pretty feisty.”
“Ju-ken!” Hyde shrieked. “Do not talk about last night!”
“Well if you can’t give me details I’ll have to fill in my own.”
“Leave them alone,” Arimatsu said, giving the pair a sympathetic look.
Fortunately, a customer arrived and Ju-ken shut up, but gave Hyde a look that promised more teasing once the studio was customer free.
Hyde bit back a groan. He really should have called in sick today.
* * *
Ju-ken clocked out and leaned against the counter, smiling wickedly at Kaz who was shutting down the computer. “Don’t be so busy pounding our princess that you forget to lock up the shop!” He laughed as Kaz turned crimson and dodged the shoe Hyde threw at him. “Hey! Watch where you’re throwing things,” he pouted.
“Well stop being so rude!” Hyde huffed, stalking over to put his shoe back on.
“Chill out, Cinderealla.” Ju-ken smiled and ruffled Hyde’s hair. “You two have fun tonight.”
“Go home, Ju-ken.”
“Why, can’t wait to be alone with Hyde?” Ju-ken laughed as Kaz turned even redder, waving to both before leaving the shop. Hyde squirmed as they were left with just each other for company. They’d been avoiding each other as much as they could due to embarrassment, but now they had no choice but to speak to each other.
“Kaz… can we talk about last night?” Hyde asked, looking up at him. “I really like you and I don’t want to lose you as a friend because we were drunk and had sex.”
“I don’t want to lose you either.”
Hyde breathed a sigh of relief. “So can we put last night behind us and just move on from there?” They clearly had a mutual attraction to each other; Kaz had told him how beautiful he was and had instigated things first… but Hyde didn’t know if Kaz just thought he was attractive or if he liked him as more than a friend.
“Yes, we can.” Kaz hesitated as he looked at Hyde. “I’ve developed a crush on you, but I wasn’t going to say anything because I know you’re still hurting over Sakura and I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable by telling you how I felt. The alcohol just released my inhibitions though and I acted on my feelings.”
Hyde bit his lip. “I like you too, Kaz, but I… I don’t know if I’m at that stage yet.”
Kaz smiled shyly. “There’s no rush, let’s just take things from here and see how we feel.”
The redhead nodded and hesitated before leaning in to kiss Kaz on the cheek. It was the first time he’d touched him since they’d woken up together. “Yes, let’s do that.”
“And Hyde, I’m so sorry about last night.” Kaz looked regretful. “I’ve seen you wincing when you sit and heard how last night changed your voice. I was too rough with you and I want you to know how sorry I am for hurting you. I wouldn’t have been that forceful if I’d had my wits about me. I should have apologized to you this morning, but I was just too shocked that we’d actually slept together.”
Hyde blushed and looked down at his shoes. “It’s okay. I told you I wanted it that way, and it’s not that bad.” Part of him was surprised that Kaz had had such a fierce, dominant side to him. He was always so shy and gentle. Hyde had seen a completely different side of Kaz last night and he couldn’t deny that he wanted to see it again. But under different conditions—and without alcohol.
“Are you sure?”
Hyde squirmed. “I like it rough sometimes.” Sakura had always been happy to indulge him. Their neighbors had hated him too since Hyde just couldn’t keep quiet when he was getting pounded.
Kaz blushed again. “Oh. Let me just finish closing up and then do you want to go get my car?”
“Yes.” Hyde helped Kaz close up the shop.
It was too soon to tell if he and Kaz would one day be together, but Hyde felt better knowing that there was one man who could love him. Kaz could be his lover if they ever got that far. If.
Hyde unlocked his car and got in the driver’s seat. He buckled his seatbelt and watched Kaz get in, hoping that tomorrow would be less awkward. He really wanted things to be normal between the two of them. He liked spending time with Kaz, comparing drawings and playing guitar together or going out to eat on their lunch breaks. It’d felt wrong to be avoiding him and he really didn’t want to experience that again.
“Do you think we can be normal tomorrow?” Hyde asked.
Kaz rubbed the back of his neck. “It’ll take us a little while to get used to last night, but I want things to be normal between us too.”
Hyde beamed. “Good.” His smile faded and he glowered at the steering wheel. “As long as Ju-ken can keep his big mouth shut, we can be like we were the day before yesterday.”
Kaz laughed. “It’s hard getting Ju-ken to be quiet.”
“Oh I’ll come up with a way.” Hyde smiled again, glad to hear Kaz laughing. He’d been so afraid this morning that they would never be the same again. In a way they weren’t since last night had changed things, but they could still be friends and laugh with each other without thinking of getting naked again.
This time, there was no awkward silence during the ride.
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