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Low light, deep bassy music, the smell of secondhand smoke, and a lot of drunk people dancing haphazardly. Yep, this was a stereotypical club, except seedier; Because of course Toma had to make things easy for the tabloids. At least it was vape smoke, the smell of various fruits and candies mixing together instead of the disgusting stench of your average cigarette. Wait no, didn’t breathing in this stuff still increase your risk of cancer? Should he check on his phone? Nah, no use at this point. His clean pristine lungs were already getting way too many whiffs of it. 

Where the hell was the guy that asked him to come here in the first place? Toma can’t find him among the sea of drunks. Well luckily he's got zero pride and lacks an anxiety disorder, so he just asks around. 

White hair, red eyes, weird skin. He feels a little bad describing Kaida like that, but it’s proven to be the easiest way to find him, considering Toma’s instantly pointed over to the guy’s section. 

“No it’s true, I am a bit of a homebody during the day. With skin like mine it’s a little hard to go out in the sun you know? I have to stay all covered up.” The lilt of Kaida’s voice carries throughout the section. “Wanna feel it? Don’t worry, it doesn’t hurt.” 

Chatting up some girl and completely not acknowledging the guy who is sitting only a few meters away from him. Was this his usual shtick? Toma can’t interrupt and draw attention to himself, he’s already in a scandal hotbed. He cannot make it worse, he cannot make it w- 

“Hey, I haven’t seen you before. You new?” 

Fuck. 

Toma turns to the voice and sees it’s a woman, probably older than him, he’s only 21 and he’s pretty sure young people don’t come to clubs like this. 

“Uh, yeah. You a regular?” Toma asks. Kaida is still talking to that other woman. He scratches at his forehead. 

“Yup. That’s why I called out to you. I know pretty much every guy that’s here often, not many of em are as cute as you though.” Already with the pick up lines, urgh. She leans into Toma’s personal space a bit and dons a catlike smile. 

“Haha, thanks a lot. I work hard for this face you know?” He winks, and then immediately regrets it. He isn’t at a fan meetup, he does not have to do any of this. But it’s easy, and he’s not gonna be a dick. She’s a lady after all. “You don’t look so bad yourself. Are you wearing perfume?” 

“A little bit…You can smell it on me?” Fuck no, all he smells is hookah on account of the nicotine addicts here. He just made an educated guess. “Maybe I put on a bit too much.” 

“No, no. It’s just right. You smell pretty good, you know? Especially considering all this smoke is going around.” Red alert, red alert, scandal imminent. God Kantaro was going to murder him. “Are you here for anyone?” 

Her eyes flit over to Kaida for a moment, then back to Toma. 

You and me both, sister. 

“Are you?” 

He throws a thumb Kaida’s way. “That guy over there invited me out, but he seems to be too busy to introduce me to anyone. So I’m kinda flailing around here.” 

“Eh, really? Shion, you didn’t tell me you had such a cute friend!” Finally, Kaida seems to be snapped out of his trance. He turns his head, then squints, because of course he has to take a moment to remember who Toma is. 

“It seems like I do. What brings you here…?” Kaida is looking at him with that sort of glassy eyed smile you reserve for when you only sort of kind of know who you’re talking to. Was their encounter really not that memorable enough to bank in his memory? Ugh, Toma scratches at his forehead again. 

“You invited me out.” He repeats, and he’s not lying. Kaida had sent out some halfway flirty text about wanting to do something fun as Toma was doing his skincare. If he sent it out thoughtlessly then…

Well Toma can’t be angry, considering it was his choice to sneak out and hoof it over to a place that had frankly outdated images on google when he looked them up. Why did he do this? Change of pace. Getting acquainted with the gritty rap underground. Taking advantage of a golden opportunity to get data on a rival. 

You’re coping hard . Kantaro’s words flash in his mind. He had no idea what it meant at the time, and Shogo had been just as confused while Aoi just sighed and kept up their little argument. But maybe he gets it. He is coping. His eye itches. 

Kaida at least does him the courtesy of coming over to sit beside him, that little half smile still on his lips. Toma’s beginning to think it’s just a default expression at this point. “Hmm. I suppose I did.” He says, Toma feels a hand creeping up his jeans, moving to his inner thigh. 

“Do you-” Toma clears his throat. The girl that was talking to Kaida seemed pretty pissed until another guy took notice of her. “Have a habit of doing this? Inviting people out and then forgetting. I had to climb a mountain just to get out of the house, you know? I’m not as free spirited as you.” 

“Mmm. I might have mistaken you for someone else, there are a lot of people in my phone.” 

“Right.” He figured, Toma throws a glance downward. Yep, hand still on his thigh. Should he feel humiliated right now? He does, a little bit, but he’s been in far worse situations on variety shows so this is nothing. “I think I should go then…It’d look bad if I was here.” 

“Hmm.” Kaida takes a hit from the hookah pen on the table near him, an apparent lack of concern for whose exactly it is and blows smoke into Toma’s face. “You just got here though…?” 

Toma’s nose twitches as he smells strawberry shortcake. “Well being amongst a bunch of secondhand smoke is bad for the skin. Especially when people blow it right at you. You like that flavored stuff?” 

“I prefer traditional nicotine, but it’s nice to get a change of pace every now and then.” Kaida tilts his head. “Want to try?” 

“I can’t smoke.” Toma responds bluntly. 

“Hmm. You don’t have to hit it directly if you just want a taste.” 

He’s about to respond that yes, he does, because how else do you smoke hookah. But he watches Kaida take another hit, then lean in close. Way too close. Way way way too close! Toma’s eyes screw shut, but the contact he’s expecting never comes. Instead he feels the smoke billowing on his face again. 

His eyes open to Kaida’s shiteating grin. “What were you expecting?”

“...I’ve gotta go to the uh. The bathroom.” Toma sputters out before he stands up swiftly. He feels like a fool getting so flustered, he feels like a fool for suddenly getting tunnel vision. If someone snapped a picture at that moment it wouldn’t matter that they didn’t actually kiss, VISTY would certainly be finished.

No, you know what, it’s fine. It’s okay, no spiraling, he wasn’t the type! He scratches at his forehead again as he enters the bathroom. Someone who's not the least bit sober walks by him on the way in.

He takes out his phone and glances at it, sees that it’s rather late at night. VISTY had the day off tomorrow so he didn’t have to worry about working on no sleep. Everyone here was drunk as hell and not concerned with anyone that wasn’t in their immediate vicinity. It’d all be fine, he could slip out quiet as a mouse. Toma hears the door swing open as he checks his face in the mirror, he hopes this whole situation doesn’t cause him to break out tomorrow. 

“You’re really here.” The smooth honey of Kaida’s voice slips into Toma’s ear, and then he feels a chin on his shoulder. “I thought you left.” Maybe Kaida is supposed to be surprised, but the tone is so matter of fact it’s a little annoying. 

“I just needed to check on my face. I’ll be out of your hair soon enough, this place really isn’t good for a guy like me.” Toma tries to look away from the mirror, if only to not catch a glimpse of that stupid half smirk. 

“Mmm.” Kaida hums, “For such a prim and proper idol, not good at all. So why did you come here?” 

Toma’s mouth goes dry. “You invited me! I mean, we’re rivals but I’d like to think we can be on friendly terms when not in paradox live mode you know? So.” His voice gets weaker and weaker, if that was the reason he could’ve so easily suggested meeting during the day. “What happened to those girls? You just left them?”

“I told them I had something important to do.” Kaida’s hands are wandering. 

“Something important to…Do?” Toma squeaks as he feels a hand under his shirt. He’s gripping the sink for dear life, face reddening each passing second. 

“Yep. Wanna know what it is?” Kaida’s free hand moves over Toma’s, finger moving across his knuckles. “You’ll find out if you give me your hand.” 

Is this what this guy did when he picked up women? How sleazy, they were in a public bathroom. If it was Toma he’d at least offer a taxi to a hotel if they couldn’t go home. Maybe this was just the face of a true womanizer, someone who you wanted to fuck before you dated, if you even got the chance at all. Truly a complete opposite to a gyaru idol you were supposed to pine for and go on cute trendy cafe dates with. Gross, seriously gross. 

Toma’s hand turns over, and Kaida’s slots into it easily. Gently, he’s pulled into the stall and hears a click behind him after it closes. 

“Don’t want someone to interrupt your time with your crush, right?” 

“M-my what?” Toma’s face turns scarlet as Kaida gives him a bemused look.

“It was a joke. Was I actually right?” Kaida laughs, not one of those little chuckles one does, fully laughs. “Now how did that happen?” 

“I…” Oh my god Toma wants to be dead. His taste in men is awful. “When we met you…” 

“Refresh my memory?” Kaida kisses Toma’s bottom lip and pops the button on his jeans. 

Well, this can’t get any more embarrassing than it already is. Considering Toma’s already half hard as Kaida pulls down his zipper. “During the consolation match, we met backstage. You uh, you called me cute.” There’s more to it, but he doesn’t know if professing the sixty different weird reasons he’s got a puppy crush on the guy who was always on social media asking his fans for quickies is going to be a turn off or not. 

“Hmm.” That’s it. Just a hmm. Well it’s not like Toma said much. “Is that all?” Kaida’s finger plays with the waistband of Toma’s trousers. 

“You’re as confident off the stage as you are on it and it makes me a little jealous. But it makes me admire you too. So when you called me cute I got confused, maybe a little angry. Like is he not taking me seriously? Does he really mean it? Something like that.” This should be a safe thing to blab about, he didn’t want to dig deeper whilst he was on the precipice of getting jerked off in a bathroom stall. “VISTY exchanged numbers with Goku Luck out of courtesy, so I didn’t really expect you to text me.” 

Kaida clicks his tongue. “And yet I didn’t even realize what I’d done. Poor thing, will you let me apologize?” He punctuates that sentence by finally lowering the waistband of Toma’s underwear. “Oh, you’re hard already.” 

Toma swallows, his face can’t get any redder and he’s practically gone stock still. “I don’t- I haven’t-” He fumbles over his words. “I’ve never done something like this before. So.” 

“With another guy?”

“In general.” It’s reasonable that spending all of your teenage years working as an idol wouldn’t leave much room for losing your virginity, especially taking sexuality into consideration. But Toma still feels like the biggest failure of a playboy having to admit to it. 

Fortunately Kaida just laughs it off. “I’m not interested in being a virgin killer for nothing in return, and since you’ve never done this before it means you’ll give a horrible blowjob. Lend me your ass.” 

“...Huh?” Toma chokes on his words as Kaida’s nail digs into the tip of his dick.

“Lend. Me. Your. Ass.” Kaida repeats, his thumb brushes against the head as it leaks precum. “I’m your crush aren’t I? You should want me to get as much pleasure as you do, and unfortunately I’m not someone who’s ready to orgasm the moment he’s touched. I need more stimulation.”

“Is. Is it gonna hurt…?” He can’t believe he’s considering this. 

“A bit, but I’ll use my fingers first.” Kaida tilts his head as if he’s thinking, which Toma would be curious about, but there’s still a hand absentmindedly jerking him off and forgive him if he’s trying really hard not to cum right now.  

“K-Kaida-”

“Hmm? Why is your face screwed up like that?” He has to be mocking Toma right now, in fact there’s confirmation that he definitely is as his hand moves down Toma’s shaft and then back up again. “Are you seriously going to burst just from a handjob? Have you never jerked off before?” 

Asshole. “I live with three other people, I don’t really have the time…Oh god-” Toma’s hips buck as Kaida twists his wrist. 

Kaida clicks his tongue, then grins. “Poor thing.” He lilts. “I guess I shouldn’t keep teasing you then, turn around.” 

Turning around gives Toma a little bit of clarity, Kaida had backed him against the door as he was busy toying with his dick without any regard for the person behind it. Anyone could’ve walked by and saw two sets of feet in here. The thought is too embarrassing to keep in his head, so he tries as hard as he can to force it into the back as he bends over and braces his hands against the door. 

“This thing is real flimsy.” Toma comments on the door’s strength as he hears Kaida pat his own pockets. 

“Yep, this bathroom’s a real rundown piece of shit. It’ll hold though as long as I’m not slamming into you.” 

“..You know from experience?” 

“Someone wanted me to be rough with them once and the thing nearly came off its hinges. Had to switch to the wall.” 

Toma isn’t surprised about the fact that the prospect of something embarrassing happening didn’t seem to phase Kaida, but the casual talk about sex is another burst of clarity. He really shouldn’t be doing this.

“You seem really tense.” Kaida leans over and whispers in Toma’s ear. “Relax or it won’t feel good.” 

“Easy for you to say, you aren’t the virgin here.” Toma sniffs. “Is me being on top outta the equation?” 

“I don’t think it’d work out, it’s hard for me to deal with puppylike guys. I just get the urge to bully them.” Kaida presses a slick finger against Toma’s entrance as he speaks, pressing in soon after. “ Especially ones who like me.” 

Toma would argue that he is not puppylike, in fact it feels like an insult. But he’s a little preoccupied with the shock of a finger up his ass and how weird it is. “I-Is it, supposed to feel like this?” He struggles to get out. 

“Hmm.” Kaida just hums and kisses the shell of Toma’s ear. “Don’t worry, you’ll cry out in pleasure soon.”

“You talk like we’re in a porno.” Toma huffs.

“You’re still hard though?” Kaida responds simply, wrapping a hand around Toma’s dick. 

“That doesn’t mean it’s working- Oh!” Toma jolts as he feels Kaida crook his finger. 

“There we go. Feel good?”

“Ugh.” Toma groans, it does feel good, and feeding Kaida’s ego is the last thing he wants to do in this situation. 

“Come on, admit it. You know you want to.” Toma feels Kaida kiss at his ear again, then down his neck while pressing into his prostate. “I’ve got magic fingers.”

“Do you have a magic dick too? I’ll be really mad if it still ends up hurting after hearing all this bragging.” 

“It’ll be boring if you can’t handle a little pain.” Toma is about to respond, but Kaida scissors his fingers and makes him let out a particularly loud and embarrassing moan. Suddenly he’s way too conscious of the idea of being caught, so his hand moves from the bathroom door to cover his own mouth. 

“No no no, don’t do that.” Kaida scolds him, nail digging into Toma’s slit again as he jerks him off. “If I can’t hear you I’ll get bored. Don’t I deserve a little fun too considering everything I’m doing for your first time?” 

“You seem to be having a lot of fun already.” Toma’s voice strains behind his mouth. He contemplates just taking whatever Kaida dishes out for the sake of pretending to be cautious, but unfortunately there’s one problem. “Look, I really can’t do this. I think I’m gonna shoot all over the bathroom floor so if you could j-just.” 

“So fussy…” Kaida sighs as if Toma’s request is unreasonable, but then there’s the sound of a zipper and his fingers are finally out. “Hmm..Oh, there’s my last condom, lucky lucky~” 

Did he not know if he had a condom before? What if he didn’t find it then? Was Kaida just gonna do it raw ? Was Toma gonna let him? 

Okay no, breathe, he probably looked pretty hot right now while he was all disheveled. What guy wouldn’t want to fuck him in this situation, raw or not? Especially considering he’d already agreed to being fingered, that would surprise anybody who knew him. 

The time spent pumping himself up distracts him until he feels Kaida’s dick grinding against his ass. 

“This is your last warning. Do you still want it? Say yes.” 

“We’re a-already here and doing this so…” Toma says. 

“That’s not an answer to my question. I asked do you want it .” Kaida repeats, and there’s the porno feeling again. Is Toma supposed to act like those clueless innocent virgins who suddenly realize they’re sluts in AVs or something? Absolutely not, he was pretty good at acting but not like that . Maybe he should just be honest.

“I think if you don’t fuck me right now I’m gonna die from the embarrassment of some guy playing with my ass and not even finishing what he started.” Toma finally admits. “Yeah, I want it.” 

“Wow. You really have no shame.” Kaida says in-between audible chuckles. Toma’s response dies in his throat as he feels the other man push inside him. All he can do is whimper as his eyes screw shut. 

“So tight.” Kaida hisses. “Didn’t I say to relax?” 

“T-This is a lot different than your fingers.” Toma grunts. “Just give me- gimme a sec.” 

He hears a hum, then feels Kaida drape himself along his back to kiss at his face and jaw. “It’ll feel so good if you just let it. Will you let me move Toma?” 

“Um-” Toma feels his ears go red, did Kaida finally remember his name? After all that time avoiding the subject. 

“There you go…” Kaida moans, hips slowly moving. “Good boy. Christ I thought you were gonna snap my dick in half.” 

Toma just mewls pathetically. Another thing to add to the list of this embarrassing encounter, but at least he was getting used to this. Kaida’s thrusts are slow and deliberate, a pretty far cry from his previous behavior. One would think he’d see Toma as just a warm body that he could use to get his dick wet and nothing else. 

It takes a while, but the uncomfortable feeling starts to lift and something else falls into its place. Kaida seems to pick up on Toma growing comfortable, because he pulls out nearly all the way and shoves himself back inside in one go. 

Toma jolts, hands pushing against the door. “Hey!” He barks.

“Hmm?” 

“You can’t do that so suddenly…!” 

“You seemed to like it though. You’ve got a really nice ass by the way.”

“Don’t change the subject.” If they weren’t in such a compromising situation the compliment would make Toma preen a bit though. Kaida just gives a chuckle in response and grinds his dick into Toma’s ass.

“You know, it’s pretty dirty that you’ve already gotten so used to being fucked in a bathroom stall. Shatters the illusion a bit doesn’t it?” 

“I-I’m not- I’m not used to it.” Toma moans as he feels Kaida pick up the pace. 

“Really? You’re taking me so well though.” Kaida punctuates things with another thrust. “Are you just in denial?” 

Kaida must be looking for another honest confession. Did he get off on Toma humiliating himself? Probably, considering all the questions, like they weren’t in a fucking bathroom that anybody could walk into and hear Toma admitting he’s been shaking trying not to cum right now. 

“I’m not used to it but it’s taking all my concentration to keep me upright.” Toma says through gritted teeth, his voice is so strained. Might as well start cursing, it wouldn’t be the most scandalous thing he’s done if he’s caught in this position. “So can you just fuck my brains out before I collapse?” 

Kaida whistles, obviously impressed before he meets Toma’s demand. No longer does he feel the gentle roll of Kaida’s hips out of concern, but at least it isn’t those crazy jackhammer thrusts he’d see online. Pleasure rolls through him in waves as he leans against the bathroom door. 

“I don’t think I’m gonna last.” Toma whines, turning his head back to look at Kaida. “S-Sorry.” 

“Hmmm.” Kaida grins. “That’s a good expression. Don’t worry, I’ll just give you an advanced lesson of what being fucked through your orgasm is like. Will you be able to handle it?” 

“I’m not-” Toma yelps as he feels a particularly hard thrust inside him and his vision goes white. He can barely remember what he was about to say, his whole body feeling like molten lava as he cums. Yet Kaida continues, even as Toma gets weak in the knees and tries as hard as he can to hold himself up. 

“Come on baby, you can do it.” Kaida drapes himself over Toma’s back and whispers in his ear. “Just a bit more and I’ll feel good too, okay Toma?” 

“You’re seriously the worst.” Toma sniffs and just hears Kaida laugh as he continues. Soon enough there’s a long moan, and Toma feels his Kaida’s dick pulse inside him. 

“That’s it.” Kaida sighs and pulls out, and that seems to be Toma’s cue, because his legs promptly give out before the arm around his waist catches him. “Whoa there.” 

“Urgh.” Toma groans, his ass is throbbing. “Just…Lemme.” He moves and manages to get himself leaning against the wall. Kaida gives him a quick look over before busying himself with tying off the condom. 

“That was pretty good, made the time here worth it.” Kaida says casually, unlocking the door. “Let’s do this again sometime.”

Was he seriously just going to leave and let Toma clean up after himself? Is this what he did with all his hook ups? Christ, what a first time to have. 

As Kaida walks out of the stall, Toma manages to force himself standing and staggers out after him. “Hold on a second.” He grabs the sink and uses it for leverage to push himself up. The throbbing wasn’t getting that much better but he was pretty sure he could stay standing. 

“Hmm?”

“I’m willing to acknowledge when I get beaten at my own game. I’m supposed to be a suave playboy you know! But I totally crumbled here, no, worse then crumbled. I think I full on turned to ash. I get we’re gonna be working backwards here but you’re not getting anything out of me until we have a date.” 

“Oh?” Kaida pats his pockets again, then takes out a cigarette. Was that the same pocket he had a condom in…? Ew. “That’s a little annoying.”

“Don’t you think it’s fair compensation for what you just did to me?!” Toma sniffs. “I was supposed to lose my virginity somewhere much prettier, not a club bathroom!” 

“Mmm.” He’s too casual about this to the point Toma’s beginning to lose his nerve. “I guess so. Next week then?”

The response he had prepared dies on his tongue. “Oh. Uh, yeah. Next week.” 

“All good then, right?” Kaida looks at Toma for a moment and then shakes his head. “Right, you don’t smoke. I’m gonna go find someone to give me a light before I leave. I left my lighter back at the sharehouse. Bye bye.” 

With zero fanfare Kaida just leaves the bathroom like all they had was this stupid conversation. Toma just has to turn and look in the mirror to preserve his sanity. 

At least he got that date.

Toma’s day off is spent furiously searching for date spots while he nurses the pain in his lower back. Luckily he was a master at covering up possible injuries until the absolute last minute in front of a crowd. Normally VISTY wouldn’t be that crowd, but if he admitted to being in pain he’d have to admit to at least three other things that would make him feel like dying, or make Kantaro kill him. Whichever came first. Speaking of Kantaro. 

“Kantarooooo~!” Toma walks out into the living room and calls in a sing-songy voice. “Aoooi~! Toma needs your help.” 

“What?” Kantaro is comfortably huddled on the couch in his pajamas, eyes glued to his phone whilst Aoi sits next to him flipping through channels. “Can’t you just ask Shogo?” 

“He said he was going out on a gummy hunt to destress. You two are my only hope! Are you too busy ego searching to give me the time of day?” 

“I’m not ego searching!” Kantaro yells as if he’s a kid that just got caught doing something he was told not to. 

“He was definitely ego searching. He was complaining that a negative post about us got ten likes.” Aoi says. 

“That’s way too many you know?! I mean look at this ratio! No replies or anything backing us up!” 

“I keep telling you it’s someone’s burner, of course nobody would argue with it.” 

“Well if they really cared they’d argue with anybody disparaging us. I know I would.” 

Aoi sighs and just gives Toma a look that makes him chuckle. 

“Well sorry to rip you two away from your quality time, but like I said! Toma needs your help. You know all those trendy cafes you were visiting? Can you show me a couple?” 

Kantaro narrows his eyes. “Why? You looking for some IG content or something?” 

“Ehhh…Sort of? There’s someone I want to invite out.” 

“Like a date?” Suddenly Aoi seems more interested. 

“Uh- Well maybe? I think so.” 

“You’re phrasing too many things like questions. It’s definitely a date! Is it a fan? It better not be!” Kantaro exclaims. “We all went over this, it has to be a noncelebrity who doesn’t know about idols or someone in showbiz!” 

“I don’t think Toma would take advantage of a fan like that. He’s supposed to be for everybody.” Aoi nods to himself like he just said something profound. 

“Uhm. I hope you know that I say that as part of the job Aoi…But anyways it’s not a fan. It’s not a celebrity either…? I guess it’s someone in show business though.” Toma scratches at his eye.

“...Suspicious.” They say in unison. 

“Look! It’s someone I met at Paradox Live, totally different crowd. I wanna give em a little taste of my world. That enough for you two?” 

Kantaro and Aoi both look at each other and decidedly shrug. 

“Good enough I guess. Here.” Kantaro taps a few things and then shows Toma his instagram page. “I tagged all of the businesses in my post, plus I got photos of the trendiest items.” 

As Toma takes the phone and scrolls, he can feel Kantaro’s gaze burning a hole right through him. “I know you get separation anxiety when it comes to this phone but I’m not gonna drop it or anything alright?” 

“Nooot what I’m thinking about. Though if you do drop it I dunno what I’m capable of. I was more wondering who you’re taking out. Is it someone from cozmez?”

“Would either of them agree to that without taking the other…?” Aoi wonders.

“Like if you wanna date one twin you have to date the other?! Creepy…What abouuut. Hmm. Someone from BAE then?”

Aoi goes silent before turning to look at Toma. 

“It’s not Anne, Aoi. Don’t get jealous.” 

“I-I’m not jealous.” He stutters out, blush coloring his cheeks. “I’m not in love, I just respect them!”

“Coulda fooled me with the way you talk my ear off when they come up.” Kantaro says. 

There they go bickering, well at least it's taken the attention off Toma. The closer they got to their guess being right the more nervous he would’ve gotten. He stops on an interesting looking bunny eared cupcake and notices it’s a cafe he used to frequent when he was younger. They’d gotten a remodel and were promoting it pretty heavily. 

“Haha, perfect! Thanks Kantaro!” Toma sets the phone down on a nearby table and retreats back to his room while the two continue their argument. 

[You have sent a photo] 

You: U think we could go here?

Shio-chan: ?

Shio-chan: smoking allowed?

You: No…..

Shio-chan: k 

Shio-chan: ill go. 

You: Really???? My next day off is two days from now. How about we go in the afternoon! 

[Message has been read] 

Well that conversation was a whole lot of nothing. No, it was both something and nothing. Kaida said yes, but didn’t even give any indication that he liked the place. He didn’t give any indication that he hated it either, was he just apathetic then? Even guys from seedy nightclubs could appreciate fun cutesy things couldn’t they? 

“Ugh.” Okay, he had to focus on something else. There was no use worrying about something so banal. He said yes, that was all that mattered! Now all Toma had to do was spend the next couple days thinking up a wardrobe. 

…The wardrobe for his date with the guy he lost his virginity to. He definitely was never going to live this down. 

Whatever. 

Whilst the sun is still high in the sky, the clouds in front of it give Kaida a bit of reprieve from its rays as he walks down the sidewalk. He’d gotten so used to going out at night that he almost feels like a new and changed man, one who definitely wasn’t constantly sneaking out of his room while the guard was busy because he wanted a cocktail and hookah. He didn’t sneak out this time though, surprisingly. Instead he followed the regular procedure of asking for permission, and then putting himself down on the sign-up sheet. Luckily when Inukai heard it was a date he shooed Kaida off and told him he didn’t have a strict curfew today. He was surprisingly romantic, or maybe the prospect of Kaida actually getting a lover shocked him so bad he felt like he had to do something special. 

Unfortunately he isn’t actually Toma’s boyfriend, but Inukai didn’t have to know that. Kaida looks around as he finally gets to their meeting place and sees Toma sitting on a bench staring hard at his phone. Was he texting someone when he was supposed to be waiting for his date? How rude. 

“Interested in something?” Kaida asks as he walks up to Toma. 

“Nah I’m j-” Toma lifts his head and then bolts upright. “Oh! I didn’t know you were here, you didn’t message me.” He shakes his phone at Kaida. 

So that’s why he was staring so hard at his screen. Funny. “I’m more of a physical person, so I’m not the type to look at my phone when I’m meeting up with someone.”

“Oh, right.” Toma scratches at his face. “The place isn’t far from us. You might be master of nightclubs but I’m master of trendy cafes! So let me guide you.” 

In the few minutes they walk, Toma refuses to look directly at Kaida, only straight ahead. Kaida decides to retaliate by brushing their hands against each other. It’s only a light touch, but Toma jumps in response. 

“Not going to hold hands with me?” Kaida smiles with a mischievous glint in his eye. 

“I uh- I didn’t know you did. That.” Toma clears his throat. “We’re almost there so if you want to hold hands for a bit before we walk in that’s fine with me.” 

“Mhm.” Kaida hums, keeping to the light touches instead of fully taking Toma’s hand. How far into the depths of repression did you have to be in to get so jumpy over touch, especially after being fucked in the ass? 

“We’re here.” Toma holds the door for Kaida. “After you.”

“I’m not a girl you know.” Kaida tilts his head.

“It’s just being gentlemanly! It’s got nothing to do with gender.” Toma huffs.

“How suave of you,” Kaida teases before walking inside.

Toma also does the duty of choosing the table for them. A bit far in the back, away from the windows where the sun could shine inside. 

“This place might be a bit overly cutesy but I swear the menu’s good! It doesn’t only have sweets if you’re not a fan of those.” Toma explains away as Kaida skims the menu. Nothing he’d be too interested in, but if Toma’s gonna make a play at being a gentleman. 

“Order for me? I want to know what you think I’d like.” 

“Oh…Okay.” Toma scratches his cheek. “I’ll go up to the register.” 

Kaida is not at all interested in the interior of this place, but it is rather colorful enough to match the brightness of Toma’s outfit. He’d texted Kaida before their meetup that he’d try to dress more like a civilian to avoid any potential scandal, but was the brightly colored hoodie and sunglasses sitting on top of his head really a disguise? Maybe amongst here, where everyone was overly concerned with how they looked. He didn’t have a luxury, so that meant it was boring. 

Toma comes back with their food and a big smile on his face. “I got you a muffin, it’s not super sweet or anything! I figured you wouldn’t like that.” He says after sitting down and passing the muffin over. 

“You seem pretty happy.” Kaida’s thumb comes to rest on the muffin, but he’s not sure he really intends to eat it. 

“I haven’t been here in a while so I didn’t know if they still had it. But check this out!” Toma shows off his prize, a cupcake with bunny ears and a nose on it. “It’s a bunnycake! It was their big special that I always came here for. A couple years ago I posted it on my page and it went viral. They got so much business after that they said they’d name a menu item after VISTY! See it’s right here, it’s called five star pancake.” 

“Aren’t there only four of you?” Kaida says absentmindedly as Toma points at the menu.

“There used to be five. We were on track to being one of the biggest groups in Japan, you know?” Toma visibly deflates before trying to pick himself up. “It’s just a minor setback though, haha.”

Even amongst the background noise of the cafe, the sudden silence at this table is deafening to Kaida. What was the point of stewing in one’s thoughts? It was boring, especially in the company of another…

These tables weren’t the largest, but they did provide decent cover, his foot moves forward and brushes against Toma’s ankle. He doesn’t seem to pay much attention to it, focused on drowning his sorrows in the cupcake he bought. That’s fine, Kaida’s foot comes up just enough to rest on the chair. 

“Hey hey hey, what are you doing exactly?” Toma eyes him suspiciously, clearly feeling the weight of his foot. 

“I’m bored, entertain me?” 

“Entertain how-” Toma goes stock still as Kaida’s foot presses into his crotch. 

“You haven’t finished your food, not as good as you remember?” Hand on his cheek, Kaida doesn’t let up as he grinds his foot into Toma. 

“I uh-” Toma looks around quickly and then gives Kaida a pleading look. We’re in public . 

“It’d be a waste to throw it away. How about you finish it before we leave?” Another press of his foot, and Kaida can tell Toma’s hard. Pervert , he mouths. 

Toma looks a mix of embarrassed and totally pissed off, interesting. Kaida wasn’t totally sure if this guy had the capacity to get mad, but the way he scarfs down his cupcake is an indication that he surely does. All Kaida can think of as they exit, Toma pulling him down some dimly lit alleyway, is that it was a shame he didn’t try that muffin. Oh well. 

At least Toma unbuckling his belt tells Kaida there’s something better on the way. He stares expectantly until Kaida pops the button on his own pants. 

“Just frotting?” Kaida hums.

“What do you mean just frotting? We’re in an alleyway.”

“I’ve gotten blown in one before.” 

Toma makes a face that’d cause Kaida to laugh if it didn’t draw attention to them. “Not here, the last thing I need aside from another embarrassing memory is sore knees…Maybe.” He clears his throat and mumbles the next sentence. “Maybe next time. We get a hotel…You can t-teach me.” 

Wow. He’s almost starting to feel bad right now. Maybe it was time to abandon not giving a shit and extend a small olive branch. “All this because of a crush?” 

“Oh I didn’t tell you why I had it huh. Well I did but-” Toma seems on the edge of blurting something out. 

“But?” Kaida backs Toma into a wall to give them more cover, hand moving to his chest, down his stomach, into his underwear. “You can tell me, baby.” 

Toma goes bright red almost immediately and scratches at his eye. “It really is the confidence. I don’t know if you noticed but all mine is so fake, you’re practically a master at it. Like when people would say stuff about your skin in interviews or at Club Paradox. I’ve got this- this big scar that was covered up with plastic surgery. Sometimes when I get trap reactions I still see it. Just a whole bunch all over my face. So when I saw you just casually flirting with people and all that I got jealous. I wanna be like that. A real playboy.” 

Probably without the sleaziness . Kaida thinks. 

“Um.” Toma squeaks as Kaida finally takes them both out of their underwear. “I don’t think I’m jealous anymore.” 

Kaida really wants to laugh. He’d received a lot of comments on his nature, mostly negative unless they were fucking. Yet he had someone who admired him enough right here. Admired him so much that he was going to jerk off in an alleyway. This was close to perfect, maybe he didn’t need too many other hook-ups if he had someone like this. 

“I don’t have lube on me this time.” Kaida takes Toma’s hand and licks a clear stripe across it. “This’ll have to do.” 

“Our spit?” Toma wrinkles his nose. 

“It’s either that or a dry handjob. Not interested in the latter right now.” He puts his hand to Toma’s mouth and gets a pitiful kitten lick. “Come on, do it right.” 

“This is so gross.” Toma says before licking clean across Kaida’s palm. 

“I’ll be sure to have an appropriate amount of lube for you next time my prince.” Kaida’s hand takes hold of both of their dicks as he pushes against Toma. “Since you’re so shameless I’ll need to be ready to go anywhere, any time.” 

“I-I wasn’t the one that started this!” Toma sputters, indignant, but soon his voice breaks into a moan. “Not fair.” 

“Yet you got hard all the same. Hey, I’m not gonna do all the work by myself.”  

“Yeah, yeah.” Toma’s hand reaches down to join Kaida’s as he huffs. “This isn’t how I thought my second time was gonna go.” 

“What a shame,” Kaida drawls. “Where’s your scar again by the way? You said it was around your eye right?” He leans in and kisses at Toma’s eyebrow. “Here?” 

“What are y-” 

“Maybe here?” A kiss at his eyelid, then another just under it. “Come on, direct me here.” 

Toma bites his lip, christ he’s red down to his neck now. Virgins. 

“It’s the other eye, went down to my cheek.” 

“So I was nearly right huh? Poor thing.” Kaida switches to the other eye, kissing around it and then licking across Toma’s cheek. “I’ll keep your secret okay? But in exchange you’ll need to play with me a little longer.” 

“O-Okay.” He responds almost immediately, head lolling to the side as he and Kaida’s hands work together. 

Damn, he hasn’t had someone this agreeable in awhile, it’s perfect. The chase is only sexy with certain people, and he’s not sure how much effort he’s willing to put in yet if Toma pulls away. 

“What a shame you couldn’t suck my dick today. You’ve got a pretty mouth.” Kaida hums. “You gonna cum?” 

“I think I might.” Toma huffs out. 

“In a trashy alleyway where anybody could see you. What a scandal.” He lilts. “It must be so good you don’t even care anymore. Well don’t worry, I’m close too.” Kaida grinds against Toma and kisses his eye again. 

“S-Stop kissin’ there. It’s gonna make me-” Toma shakes suddenly, cum spurting out of the head of his dick as he whines. 

“You came, good boy. Come on, keep moving your hand. I’m not finished yet.” Kaida leans forward and moans into Toma’s ear. “You want me to feel good too, right?” 

Despite it all, Toma’s hand keeps moving as Kaida thrusts into it. So easy, so so easy, he definitely wants to keep Toma around for as long as he can. Kaida cums with a sigh and kisses the shell of Toma’s ear. 

The come down is nice, but soon there’s thoughts of the mess they made and Kaida’s about ready to be annoyed until Toma takes something out of his back pocket. 

“Uh, if you need it, use this handkerchief to wipe yourself off. I brought it in since we were eating and I’d been meaning to throw it out anyway. It’s gotten all ratty.” He says bashfully. 

Wow. “That wasn’t the only reason you brought it, right? Pervert.” 

“Well excuse me for picking up that you’re one of the horniest guys ever.”

Kaida laughs as they both wipe themselves down before Toma throws the handkerchief in a nearby dumpster. 

“So uh, what…Now.” Toma trails off.

Kaida looks up at the sky and notices it’s gotten progressively darker over the course of their little activity. “Well given that I’m such a gentleman, how about I walk you back?” 

“Only halfway, if the rest of my group caught us I think I’d get asked so many questions it’d make me go deaf.” 

“Don’t want to be seen with me? Aww.” 

“I’m sure you don’t wanna be harassed by Kantaro for the whole night either.” Toma huffs. 

Kaida laughs as he follows Toma out of the alley. Whether this one would just be another notch on his belt or a longer term situation, he’s pretty sure he’ll at least remember who Toma is if he ever comes up. Reactions like this were the small bit of entertainment he got out of this suffocating life. 

Maybe if things were a little different and he was walking around as a true free spirit, he’d entertain the idea of things getting a little deeper, going a little farther. Unfortunately that was impossible, or at least that’s what he always told himself. He’s not sure right now whether Toma is going to make him reconsider that philosophy either, perhaps this whole thing flames out before then. Toma gets sick of him, he just forgets, they mutually part ways. Really anything could happen.

Anything could happen…

So living in the present, under the waning evening light, with a warm body next to his side was the best he could ever ask for.