Title: And To His Horror…
Universe: Junjou Romantica
Character(s)/Pairing(s): AkiHiro (one-sided)
Fic Type: One Shot, drabble-esque
Rating: R
Word Count: 323
Warnings: Um, Hiroki 'abusing' himself. Blame the kink meme!
A/N: First thing I've completed/posted in a while, so forgive me if it's a little strange. Takes place pre-JR, somewhere around the time when Hiroki had that encounter with Shinoda sounds pretty accurate.
Summary: "A-Akihiko..." he mumbled with his eyes closed…
And To His Horror...
Steam fogged the mirror. The nearly scalding water drops hit Hiroki's back like a continuous barrage of tiny pricks...but he felt none of it.
"A-Akihiko..." he mumbled with his eyes closed. He gripped the tile of the shower wall just to stay standing, hand wrapped firmly around himself. He stroked, pace quickening with each pump.
His panting was becoming heavier, his heart racing faster; he knew he was close.
"Akihiko!" he yelled louder than he expected. Hiroki stood there for a moment, letting the pleasure from his release wash over him, before a voice all too familiar drifted through his bathroom door.
"Hiroki? You called for me?" Akihiko asked.
The expression of horror upon Hiroki's face in that moment was of epic proportions.
"A-Akihiko?" he said once again (but in a completely different manner). His hands worked desperately to splash his cum off the wall (almost as if in an attempt to wash away his shame). "What the hell are you doing in my apartment?!"
"You didn't answer when I rang the doorbell and you left the key in the lock, so I just let myself in. Are you alright?" Akihiko said, sounding earnestly worried and, unbeknownst to him, utterly clueless.
...Which only made Hiroki feel guiltier.
"I'm f-fine! Just fine! I, uh, thought I heard you come in! Yeah, that's it! Haha!" Hiroki cleared his throat. "Uh, anyway, sit down and wait for me, I'm almost done in here."
"Okay. Just call me if you need help or something then," Akihiko said, still sounding just as worried.
Hiroki breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure Akihiko had moved away from the door. He then proceeded to scream silently as he braced himself for the most awkward visit ever.
See? This is exactly why I don't do things like this, Hiroki scolded inwardly, shaking his head.
He dried his hair, wiped his body, dressed, and forced himself to face his doom.