Work Text:
With a click of the remote to shut off the TV, Gaku turned to see his boyfriend stand and stretch a little from their long hours of binge-watching endless concerts from TRIGGER’s performances.
“That was really, really fun!” Gaku couldn’t help but smile at how sweet Yamato could be at times, but he knew if he were to point it out, that would cause another long debate that this night was kind of too short for.
“Agreed, and especially seeing your reactions to it live.” He pursed his lips when he was met with an embarrassed poke from his lover that only brought fits of giggles to be accompanied by it.
“You sure you don’t wanna stay the night? I’ll warm you up for sure.”
Yamato sighed when he felt his bones crack in relief, smirking back at Gaku’s suggestion before bending down to claim his lips, leaving a wet kiss that almost left the stunning idol whining at the loss of contact once the bespectacled man broke away.
“As tempting as that is, you and I both know that I have an early shift tomorrow.” Gaku sighed at his lover’s announcement, also attempting to stand up from his seat. “Didn’t I tell you that already? As a part of our agreement?”
“Don’t you know how much I hate it when you get too technical with me…?”
Yamato pushed Gaku back onto the couch playfully to wipe that pout off of his face. “It’s only the truth... And you know I have the keys to lock up behind you, you need not stand…” Yamato whispered, and ran his hands to Gaku’s chest, trailing off his touches. That was before Gaku grabbed his hands and pulled him onto his lap.
“And what if I want to drop you off at my door before you leave, hm? Scared I’m gonna find out where you truly work?” Gaku breathed back against Yamato’s skin, leaving a kiss under his pulse and feeling the other man stiffen and exhale at his bold gesture that came out of nowhere. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed you dodging that question every time I do try and ask about it…”
Yamato distracted Gaku with another slow and sensual peck instead of replying to the asked question. That kiss was able to give him goosebumps, somehow his boyfriend knew how to mark all of his weaknesses in a short period of time and use them to his advantage, despite not even being together for long. This had been one of the endless lists of things he secretly adored about Nikaido Yamato if he had to admit. The way his lips and tongue moved skillfully against Gaku’s mouth almost led him to paradise.
“... It’s nothing personal, Yaotome…” Yamato’s voice wafted through the living room after they moved away from one another to breathe, except that he started leaving a pathway of kisses on Gaku’s neck as he felt him mumble against his skin. He even slipped Gaku’s baggy shirt out of his way to continue leaving a trail onto the side of his shoulder. “I’m just not ready for you to find out yet.”
“... You literally have got it so damn wrong… Everything is personal with you, Nikaido.” Gaku muttered back, his breath getting caught midway when Yamato’s teeth landed onto the white skin that had currently been exposed before he covered it back and moved to trap the white-haired man in another session of a messy liplock and some rubbing that aroused all parts of his body, particularly his cock.
“Let’s just say, I’ll make it up to you soon.” And the moment those words left Yamato’s mouth, Gaku gasped at the feel of a pair of hands groping down there to twist, stroke, and turn as he let his head hit the pillows on the couch, groaning at the sudden wave of pleasure he’d not been anticipating to relieve and kept on at it for a long couple of minutes. All Gaku could do was glare at his lover’s attempt to escape this conversation.
“Nikaido…” Gaku growled at how hard he’d been feeling, only for Yamato to stand and leave a kiss that made him even more pissed because it only helped in messing him even more down there. “You- Are… So-”
Yamato laughed as he moved away to let his boyfriend’s fireworks burst. “See you soon, handsome. I’ll text you.”
Gaku sighed the minute he heard Yamato close the door. As he lay still on his back to prepare to deal with whatever damage his boyfriend brought to come, he contemplated if he should even bother moving to the bed tonight. He knew there would be that painfully lingering feeling due to the lack of warmth to be waiting for him, and the mere thought of it almost seemed unbearable to handle.
𝄞 ♯
After their last meet-up, Gaku found himself pouting at how much he’d been missing Yamato. It had gotten bad to an extent that even his own father questioned if he’d been having trouble with carrying out his duties as an idol.
Somehow, the more Gaku got busy, Yamato only got busier too. He started to wonder if his secret boyfriend’s ‘secret job’ was an idol career he’d hid from him too, but how would that make sense given how they even have come to have met in the first place?
He was too busy trying to sound as subtly-not-pissed as possible when he attempted to text his boyfriend, even though he knew he couldn’t really be pissed at him. How could he even think of it? After all, despite being such a stubborn pain in the ass, he was his. His stupidly, adorably, beautiful Nikaido Yamato.
Gaku sunk harder in his dressing room chair during their 15-minute break, and he was thankful that he’d gotten a separate photoshoot to do today. Not that he didn’t love his teammates, he just had a bit too much of aroused feels to be dealing with now without directly going and snapping at someone.
“... Did you hear how Brandy’s new bar has been shooting in its business lately, by the way?” The white-haired man was still deleting every single text he’d written, not sure of what to even say to his lover except that he missed him dearly, and that he was so pissed at him for being this stubborn, not caring that staff members were distracting his thoughts with their chitchat even though he was seated in a private area reserved for him.
“Oh! Apologies, Yaotome-san, we’ll be on our way the moment we check the fuses of wiring here.”
Gaku simply nodded before returning to stare at his phone’s screen again.
“Oh yeah! The one that has Nikaido Yamato as the main barkeep, right? Man, he sure is a sight for sore eyes.”
Needless to say, the crack on Gaku’s phone the moment he’d heard that name slip out of the other man’s mouth was the least bit of his worries.
“Excuse me… Did you just say Nikaido Yamato?”
𝄞 ♯
Yamato bowed his head as he received an extra tip from the last man he’d served, slipping the money into his breast pocket and adjusting his dress shirt while he’s at it. The last thing he needed was another drunk customer ogling at what he had to offer, which he honestly believed to be nothing.
Things were running smoothly and he’d been thankful for that. His occupation had many wild nights, for sure. But still, the job paid big time. How else was he going to continue supporting his favorite idol slash boyfriend in his career path otherwise? Life was unbelievably funny that way.
Speaking of his boyfriend. Shit, he hasn’t updated him ever since their last gathering and Yamato was too swamped to even remotely think of anything else. “Mitsu, could you cover me for 5 minutes? I’ll be quick.”
“I don’t think it’s gonna get busy ‘til like, 8:30 PM maybe? Take your time! Sougo’s also around, we got it covered.”
After thanking his friend, Yamato slipped to the back office to have a glass of water before continuing his shift and hastily checking his phone for previous texts he hadn’t opened from Gaku. He sighed and gave a small smile at the ‘I miss you,’ text he’d received when he chose to randomly open one. Yamato could only reply to the text with a heart emote, texting back that he’d call Gaku tonight once he’d be free.
However, receiving an instant reply that told him it wouldn’t be necessary made Yamato’s stomach drop before he’d heard knocking again.
It was Sougo this time, the coverage plan for the night was for Yamato and Mitsuki to be the main barkeepers for the night as Sougo and the rest of whoever’s in the shift in waiting tables that had been away from the bar. “Yamato-san, I know you requested a short break, but a customer’s been demanding to see you in particular.”
“No worries, Sou. Is it starting to get busy and was it a complaint?”
His friend shook his head. “We can handle the crowd. The person said you would know when you spot him.”
Yamato pursed his lips as he slipped his phone back into his pocket, nodding and mustering the best smile he could. He passed by customers who were half gathered around the karaoke machine area, and the others on the dance floor to where Sougo led him to the mysterious man for the night.
“There he is!”
“... You have got to be shitting me-”
Except that Sougo didn’t even need to point to who the man waiting for him was, Yamato instantly recognized that messy-white perm of a hair from a mile away, and immediately choked back a scream despite the stupidly awful disguise his boyfriend had bothered to assemble together.
Yamato scoffed when Gaku waved back at him, smiling teasingly as he sipped his drink under the purple and pink neon lights, and somehow all the people in that current bar got blurred out of his vision and the only thing he was able to lay his eyes on was him.
Damn you, you beautifully radiant idol.
“I’ll handle it Sou! Just take care of the place while I’m gone,” Yamato immediately rushed to grab Gaku by his shoulder and drag him into the back bathroom alley, almost running despite all the protests, in case someone does piece together who this man actually was and even worse if the paparazzi came to know of it.
“Nikaido… Nikaido!”
“I can’t believe you even did this, how did you even think this was a good idea?!” Yamato whisper-screamed the minute he locked the door of the bathroom behind him.
“Hey! I thought you would be happy to see me, besides we can literally mark this as an unforgettable spot-” Gaku yelled back, taking off his sunglasses and black scarf to try and see through him. Yamato hated how his boyfriend seemed to have that ability regardless of how it hasn’t been long since they’d been together.
“Forgive me if I don’t share that sentiment when you’ve caught me completely off guard-”
“I caught you off guard?” Gaku’s emphasis on the sentence sounded deadly and venomous, Yamato knew that. But he refused to back down. “How do you think I felt when my own boyfriend hid the fact that he worked in this place! I had to find out from a stranger, did you even sit to think about what that feels like?”
Yamato chuckled dryly, not a slight hint of humor laced in his voice. “Well and now that you know, what difference does it make?! Didn’t you even think twice about how being here could easily ruin your reputation?! Any rumor of scandals can come out, would I want that possibility to even happen to you-”
When Gaku shoved him onto the wall of the bathroom and linked their mouths together, time seemed to stop for Yamato as he breathed him in. His eyes rolled shut as he dragged Gaku closer by snaking his arms around him, close enough until he was hugged against his chest. Gaku’s kisses had a sense of urgency and longing that made Yamato want to give all of what he had to offer to him like he was putty in his hands.
They kissed each other until they were both calm enough to be able to rationally talk to each other, if that were even possible in their current position. Yamato chuckled at the thought against Gaku’s lips, and even when his lover had no idea what had caused him to laugh he was met by a smile that he’d fallen for what felt like lifetimes ago.
Gaku softly running his hands into Yamato’s hair made him sigh in relief, before opening his eyes to meet those breathtaking pairs of eyes he’d never get tired of drowning into. When he leaned towards Gaku’s touches, it made the other man smile as he moved to leave a kiss on his forehead.
“... You need to know that I’m never going to be ashamed of being with you, but you’re going to have to talk to me about things. I will always support you, and I am sorry for not thinking twice about my own status as an idol. You were-”
Yamato dragged Gaku closer by his collar and kissed him until he slipped his tongue to deftly apologize for the way he acted too. “It’s not like I made it any easier for you… But it’s not like I could have easily come outright and told you that I work in a gay bar, either. I couldn’t risk the thought of you even slipping away from me.”
When Gaku slipped his hands around Yamato’s waist and nuzzled his nose against his cheek, Yamato felt his rush of blood on his cheeks before being met by those pair of wonderfully soft lips that he’d found himself daydreaming of ever since he’d gotten a taste of them.
“There’s no chance of that ever happening, ever. Never forget that…” Yamato sighed in bliss as Gaku pressed their lips together, moaning at how satisfying it was to feel his slow and deliberate movements inside his mouth and all he could do was beg for more as his vocal cords betrayed his ability to speak, let alone to even be rational about the whole matter.
“You’re… Really going to attempt to fuck me here?” Gaku laughed at the way Yamato worded his question before breathing him in when they kissed again as he let his hands roam around his boyfriend’s body.
“I don’t see why not… You locked the door, you look incredibly hot in that uniform. I’m pretty sure there are condoms stashed here somewhere?” It was Yamato’s turn to chuckle at how impatient the white-haired idol was getting before he watched Gaku slowly trail down kisses until he reached to unbuckle his belt.
“Wait, wait-” The horror of realization flashed before Yamato’s eyes before his brain could even register what had been happening since he was too distracted in dealing with the Gaku situation as a whole.
“Sorry, but this is slight payback for that handjob the last time we saw each other.”
Yamato’s head hit the tiled walls behind him the minute Gaku fully took his entire cock into his mouth, he couldn’t help but moan and gasp at how much his boyfriend attempted to pamper yet punish him for what had occurred beforehand. All he could do was slip his hand and tug at Gaku’s hair, trying to hold back the waves of pleasure hitting him vocally.
“Shit… Yaotome…” Gaku went from pumping to licking and kissing his cock. When their eyes met, Yamato knew it was a mistake because the mere feeling of affection he felt was enough to engulf him into flames. “I’m not going to be able to hold back-”
“Then don’t hold back-” Yamato screamed as Gaku’s mouth claimed him again, feeling the waves of his come fill his lover’s mouth as he heard his gagging reflex kick in. And yet, he didn’t let a single bit of it drop as he stood back up after swallowing.
“Sweeter than expected… Seeing you claim you hate sweet things-” Yamato snorted when Gaku leaned forward to kiss him again, tasting bits of himself into his mouth and he just wondered how many more times his lover was planning on milking him tonight when he’d decided to come here.
“You’re one of the few sweet things I’d tolerate…” Yamato mumbled, making Gaku laugh as he continued marking his skin gently while Gaku still kept his grip on him to support him against the wall.
“And that’s how I know you’ve reached cloud nine thanks to the blowjob…” Gaku cupped Yamato’s cheeks and brought him into a loving kiss before embracing him. The gesture was too sweet for the current atmosphere, but Yamato hugged and breathed into him anyway, loving the way their bodies fit together. “But if you don’t want to continue-”
“There are condoms there on the little shelf by the tissues… Do me, I want you to.” Yamato smirked when Gaku’s eyes widened at his suggestion.
“Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been more sure of anything more in my life… Hurry up before my sanity kicks back in…”
Gaku did as demanded, reaching out on top of Yamato’s head where the item was placed and never breaking eye contact with him. He ripped the package open, all the while they got lost into each other’s eyes and enjoying the sensations of their bodies reacting to being this close to each other.
“... Why would you be so willing to give yourself up for me?”
“Easy, Yaotome. It’s because you’re worth it.”
Gaku’s lips met Yamato’s in the most loving dance they’d ever had, feeling every single breath shared against one another with every little shift in action as Yamato felt his boyfriend’s dick tease his own. He then felt it tease his hole as they kissed as a means to distract him from the pain to come by attempting to do it raw.
“I’m going in… Please tell me if it’s too much to handle.” The worried look on Gaku’s face as he slipped his pants off made him almost look like a puppy. It was almost unthinkable.
Yamato laughed when he moved to peck him briefly, groping his butt in reaction. “Who do you think I am? Come on, I trust you.”
Yamato almost cried at the feeling of being held in such a loving embrace, even as the pain slowly started to fill him up with the mere act of adjusting to how thick and lengthy it was without the proper tools that needed to be used to do this. With desperate times, called for desperate measures.
And yet, Yamato swore with every push, his soul left his body in ecstasy he could never have known could exist if it had not been for Gaku.
“You… Are making me lose my mind-” He heard Gaku choke with every thrust he kept receiving, Yamato gasp-laughed at this announcement.
“I’m the one who is going crazy- Shit…” Yamato exhaled sharply at the feel of the cock leaving him and making its way back again to pleasure him. “Fuck.”
Gaku moved to claim Yamato’s lips again, leaving kisses on his lips with every push. Yamato was thankful that Gaku still had his arms around him, otherwise, his knees would have given out a very long time ago. He wished he could be trapped in Yaotome Gaku’s embrace forever and be blessed with so much love that this man kept on showering him with.
“You are gorgeous.” Yamato opened his eyes as he met Gaku’s half grinning expression, witnessing his flushed cheeks and watching sweat drip off his forehead with hair so messed up it would make half of TRIGGER’s nation cry. He closed his eyes the minute Gaku leaned in to kiss him again.
Yamato realized that he’d never been loved like this, nor will he ever find anyone like this ever in this lifetime.
How blessed he was to even find himself in such a situation, to be pinned and fucked to oblivion just because you’d been missed by him.
It was so overwhelming, he almost couldn’t breathe.
“I think I’m close-”
“I love you.”
Gaku’s eyes widened at Yamato’s words, and that’s exactly when he felt all of Gaku’s discharge fill his walls up and slide out when the shock of the news made them both slip, on top of each other.
“Shit… Are you okay?” Yamato asked as Gaku kept trying to hold himself back from crushing him, cupping his cheek.
“Do you mean it? Did you actually mean it-”
Yamato laughed how stickily gross he felt down there with cum messing them up everywhere, and at how happy his boyfriend was despite them practically falling all over each other due to his confession.
“Of course I mean it… Too bad that this means you’re stuck with me now-”
Gaku’s arms circled around him to breathe into Yamato’s neck, giving him the tightest hug he could offer at that moment. “I love you too… I love you so much-”
Yamato laughed as he slid to grab Gaku and lean on the wall as support for both of them, hands playing into his hair, smiling against his shoulder before they both got straddled with knocking from the other side.
“Yamato-san! It’s been more than 15 minutes, are you alright? Sougo told me he saw you slip in here-”
Yamato met Gaku’s eyes and ushered a silencing gesture to him. “Yeah don’t worry! I’m coming out soon, I just had a bad stomach ache-”
When Gaku stifled his laugh, Yamato reached out to kick him.
“We’ll see you inside then!”
Yamato leaned his ear forward to make sure that the footsteps were fading, and turned to Gaku who had already taken the liberty in cleaning the mess, passing Yamato some of the napkins. When they had both made sure everything seemed spotless, Gaku pulled Yamato closer into his arms.
“I’ll be expecting to see you after your shift. There’s no way in hell I’m even remotely done with you.”
Yamato laughed and nodded at how bright Gaku’s smile was despite the dim light the bathroom had to offer. “You’re right, by the way. I’ll never be able to forget this place now.”