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The Love That He Wants	By : Resting-Madness Category: +S to Z > Wolf's Rain Views: 840 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The weather was turning grey. It was raining a lot lately as the weather cooled around them. Yesterday was pleasantly sunny, but today was one of the more typical September days. There were even weather warnings. Hopefully, if things do start to pour, it'll be mundane.
Tsume exited his car without casting his eyes around. If someone was following him to have taken his photo before, they are probably out there now, watching, hoping to capture more. Pathetic. Instead of just enjoying what's given they want to gather bits and pieces to twist the truth. Too bad it pays them so well, otherwise they'd stop.
Smith greeted him cheerfully, then they went right to work running lines.
...
"Your heel is digging into my back." Tsume bemoaned between kisses.
His co-star eased up on the embrace his feet have around Tsume's waist. "Sorry." He resumed the liplock, then travelled down along Tsume's bare chest.
The other actors were working on their own scene, but at some point their attention turned exclusively to the stars, who are looking more like a couple than a couple of actors. The only thing this rehearsed bedroom scene was missing is visible erections.
"Boy, Tsume gives good bedroom face."
"Right?" Nekoto pulled the front of his shirt out to fan himself with it. "I'm not gay, but they're making me wonder." He joked with his co-star.
Alex laughed. "Don't even think about it; my wife would have you in a pressure cooker quick."
Nekoto smiled impishly; hurling himself at Alex he peppered his lips with kisses. "Honey!" He cooed. A laugh erupted from him when he was tossed aside then assaulted by a pantomime bodyslam. Tsume and Aabroo looked at the playful pair as though they'd both come down with a case of lunacy.
"You see the tabloids?" Aabroo asked a sincere question but with a scripted pant of breath.
"You mean the one about us dating?" Tsume couldn't help but find it funny.
Toboe had showed up at his house all smiling and sweet then he flipped the script and attacked with an arsenal of questions about what he and Smith were doing, along with why they were doing things after work hours? Toboe was sure to emphasize the after hours implication. To which he replied that he was a bit down and needed some cheering up, or so was said to him by his co-star. The young Wolf didn't seem relieved by the response, but he didn't question him any further about it. He doesn't mean to laugh, but it's a bit funny to think Toboe would believe stuff like that. It's so common in this industry. If he did a dog movie, tabloids or even normal reports would claim that he liked the dog enough to adopt it, despite it not being true. He is not an animal person. The only thing near enough is Toboe, due to his boyfriend's last name.
He smiled recalling the intensity of Toboe's kisses after the brief Q&A. Jealous Toboe was kinda hot. He might have to invite his co-star home from time to time, if it will illicit that much passion. 'I can't believe that pup actually bit me.'
He, to tell the truth, has been feeling a distance between him and his boyfriend. Why has finally being together placed them farther apart? Him with work and Toboe with school. His classes are at scattered times throughout the day, and his work schedule can be one hour or hours long depending on what they're doing. Filming starts this evening since it's a night scene, and they will be using real areas in Freeze City for filming. Two areas are already paid for use.
"Wow. I think someone has gotten better at his job." Aabroo patted himself on the back.
"What?" Tsume looked down at where Smith's hand was retracting from his erection. With a roll of his eyes, he shutdown the bravo. "You wish, I was distracted thinking about Toboe."
"Oh." He moved back from his co-star.
The onlookers could just as easily be perfectly executing a scene of a pair watching television with a bowl of popcorn between them; Alex and Nekoto exchanged a look before whispering to each other that there was definitely something going on.
"Who do you think will fall first?" Wondered Nekoto.
Alex thought it over. "I wanna think Tsume, but that's just going off Tsume being an actual homosexual. If I go by attraction, probably Smith. He's a rookie, they always fall hard."
"True. True. I vote Aabroo, too. But to make it interesting, we need to get some people voting for Tsume to be the first."
"Everybody, let's go." The coaching manager alerted them. It was time to hit the location.
# #
"For this place to be so ritzy, you don't have any decent snacks." Hige closed the fridge then searched for a pantry one opened cabinet at a time. If he was going to be made to watch some corny drama he needed nosh, and lots of it.
"Well, you like pig knuckles," Tsume informed. "why not stick your fist in your mouth and gnaw on that."
Toboe, who's seated on the floor to make use of the coffee table while works on a report, turned himself enough to snicker against Tsume's leg for discretion so Hige wouldn't feel picked on.
"Very funny." Retorted Hige, admittedly to himself, lamely. "If it weren't for Toboe, I wouldn't even be here."
"I agree." Replied the unexpected host. He invited Toboe to the premiere, and Toboe invited his brother and his friend.
Hige made whipping sounds implicating that Toboe Wolf was the head of their relationship. He snickering trying to figure out a 'Couples-name' that would start with Toboe first and Tsume second. Tobome? No. TobTsu? Naah. Well, once he thinks of it, he'll zing the guy good. Keina can count on it.
"Sit down, Hige." Kiba commanded.
"Coming, dear!" He played along trotting over.
Toboe laughed and shook his head. "I'll fix us some snacks, ok." He got up then roamed into the kitchen to prepare some snacks for all of them.
Tsume's gaze shifted towards the engaged pair. He'd be lying if he said out loud that he wasn't envious of how readily the long-time couple gave themselves to each other. He can barely feel an hour between himself and Toboe, insofar as progression past the initial being together earnestly.
Hige leaned over, hand up to shield the side of his mouth for secrecy as he says to Tsume. "Being engaged is amazing; if you stop acting like a loner, you should ask Toboe in a year or two."
Tsume cocked a brow. Hige supports them in that way? He had no idea. Though, not for the first time, he thought maybe he really does have the guy all wrong. He had helped him out in Naples, and he's supported he and Toboe a handful of other times, as well.
Mumbling to speak secretly, as well, he asked. "Do you think he'd say yes?"
"You kidding? Kid's nuts about you." He straightened back up. "Do you know how many times I had to sit through corny romance movies just because you were in it, and it was his turn to choose on movie night?" He scoffed. "If that's an implication of devotion, along with my dwindling sanity for actually paying attention, I don't know what is."
Tsume's golden gaze settled on his boyfriend who's busy making sandwiches, along with some potato chips in the air fryer, and he wondered. Should he just ask? Toboe rejected moving in with him, but not because he doesn't love him, but simply because he's never been out on his own before. He smiled in return when Toboe looked up from his task and smiled at him when meeting his gaze.
"Done!" He declared and grabbed the bowl of homemade chips then he picked up the plate of triangle-shaped sandwiches.
Hige picked up a sandwich and shot the provider a questioning look. "Check out mister fancy, now that he's with the rich crowd. Triangles."
"Hey, keep teasing me I'll keep you from eating any." Warned Toboe, helping himself to a sandwich for each hand.
"No need to be a warden." He took it down in two big bites then reached for chips. "Thanks; this is really good."
"Yeah. I'm pretty good with the air fryer." Toboe has twice tried to abduct the thing for the dorm, but it's hard to steal when Tsume would likely see him do it. He could ask, but he felt kind of embarrassed. When the show currently on finally rolled the credits, Toboe propelled himself back and up onto the couch to sit beside Tsume.
"I'm throwing tomatoes if this sucks." Hige teased. Further showing his conviction, he yanked the slice of tomato from his sandwich; he picked up the bacon bits that came out with it, eating them.
Kiba was already invested in thinking about something to distract him from boredom. He doesn't watch dramas. In fact, if it wasn't for game shows and an occasional interest in the news, he wouldn't watch television at all. The one show he liked ended years ago, and unless reruns are on, he has no use for tv. The older Wolf let his own thoughts hit him. Maybe that's another thing he should do away with? He's acted as an adult for so long he even has lost a sense of interest in his own personal amusement. What a pretzel his mind has twisted to over the years.
'I'd better look alive, or I'll be fifty in a 23 year old's body.' Kiba grabbed a handful of chips then stuffed them into his mouth. Youth for life! 'Could Toboe have put more salt on these?' He wondered as he felt his blood pressure give a groan.
"Dancing to nothing is humiliating," Tsume confessed as they watched the club scene where Stone and Makoto meet for the first time.
"What song were you thinking about?" Kiba surprised himself with sincere interest.
"A song was playing for five minutes, but once the dialogue starts it gets shut off." Tsume added. "We're talking loudly in each other's faces,"
"Super awkward." Decrees Hige before sipping his sparkling water. God forbid the movie star have a simple soda. At least it's flavored. But he even picked cherry, which is one of the least popular. What happened to melon or peach?
The show ended with Makoto watching Stone exit the club with his friends, a look of intruige on his face.
"Not that I care, but, what d'you think?" Asked Tsume trying to sound detached.
"I'm impressed. I mean, you stank, but it's not a bad first episode." Hige chided.
Tsume rolled his eyes, having expected as much from the peanut gallery. He was really interested in Toboe's opinion. "Toboe?"
"I liked it. I really like your character, too," he kissed Tsume's cheek. "Seeing you dancing, and knowing it was to nothing was pretty funny." He hugged him. "I especially liked the part where you were cooking and over poured the olive oil."
"These dramas are really corny, but it was ok." Kiba remarked. "I don't usually watch them, but I would watch this over other ones."
Tsume seemed satisfied with that. "Coming from someone who hates me, that's encouraging to the wonder if I'm making an idiot of myself."
Kiba wondered if that statement was true. Does he still hate Tsume Keina? He's come to accept him, he could acknowledge that. But, hate... Yes. He will never fully like Tsume, the man has done too much to be redeemed. However... Kiba would at least lessen the strength of the word, and leave it to a genuine, though tolerable, dislike. Baby-steps.
"How many episodes is it?" Kiba asked to dispel the charged air he was brewing.
"Twelve." Replied the actor. "We film each week, so it airs Sundays."
Toboe looked at the coffee table where his phone was vibrating. He picked up and tapped on the screen. "It's Leara, she's freaking out." He read the messages popping up. "You look hot. She hates me for living her dream. Stone has a cute side, she hopes to see more of it." His brows furrowed; confused he read. "Your face is too stiff for boy's love. Oh - that was Gasper, he swiped Leara's phone. They must be together."
"Gasper?" Snorted Hige. He finished the last sandwich. "Lame name." He got up from the couch, stretched his bones then grabbed Kiba's hand. "Come on, Kib', let's hit up the store. I need somethings."
Kiba said good bye to them, then followed his fiance to the exit.
Glad that they were alone, Tsume wrapped his arms around his boyfriend then stood up from the couch. "Alright, real-talk, what did you really think?"
"That was real-talk. I liked the show and thought you were great." He kissed his nose. "You're an amazing actor, and your co-stars were cool."
"And the story?"
"For a first episode, it was cute." He smiled. "Don't be selfconcious, Tsu', you've just got first day jitters." He chuckled when he was dropped onto the couch and then tackled. "And if I may quote Leara: you looked hot." He hummed his feelings as a pleasing tingle jolted him from Tsume's movement pressing him into the couch. "And you know what else? It was really nice seeing you in a hoodie and jeans."
"I wear jeans."
"Not blue ones. It's always black, Heather, or white." Cocking his brow, he added. "Come to think of it, you always wear the same color tops, too." He leaned up on his elbows. "We need to go on a shopping spree, mister."
"Right. So you can doll me up like a rainbow?"
"Uh huh." He gave him a peck then pushed him off of him. He was in the mood but not in the mood, as he has no time right now. He has an eight o'clock class and it's already 7 pm.
"Speaking of modeling, of... I've decided to go to that reunion to do the show by the end of the month, remember? Wanna come along? It's just for the day?"
"If I can, of course!" He beamed.
Tsume caressed the soft cheek resting against his palm as a thank you. 'I love you.'
"Shoot! I should buy some new clothes, too." He nodded. "I don't wanna look like a tourist when we get there. I've never been to New York." His gaze asked Tsume if he has. Then he recalled that he has. One of the shows during Fashion Week was hosted there, and Tsume was in that show. Tsume Keina was everywhere. He still is everywhere. "I'd better find something nice, don't wanna look shabby next to you."
"You always look good."
Toboe smiled from the compliment. "I can't believe my stalker was a reporter." He said offhandedly.
"A tabloid journalist?" Wondered the actor.
"No. Legit. I looked him up." He drummed his fingers on Tsume's thigh. "He asked about you and me; he also wondered if I was jealous of Aabroo."
"Are you?" He knew the answer. It's why Toboe was so agitated when he came by and brought up the pictures of him and his co-star out that day.
He can't believe he'd been followed and photographed so that the pictures looked more romantic than the actual moment had been. Tsume did have a good time at the jazz bar. The pet cafe was different, but he wouldn't be caught dead a second time.
"I kinda was... but.. I can't be right? You're completely trustworthy."
"Hearing that makes me feel otherwise."
"I mean it. I do trust you, and don't even have to."
"Good." With a moment of pause, he says carefully. "And I can trust you?"
Toboe laughed. "Who'd want me, but your amount of crazy?" He stood from the couch. "I'm not gorgeous or interesting. I'm just anybody else." He shrugged. "I gotta go to class."
Tsume watched his boyfriend make for the kitchen instead of the front door.
"Tsu', can I have this?" He asked about the air fryer.
"Take it,"
"Thanks."
Tsume rose from the couch and crossed the room. "I love you."
"I love you, more." He set down the appliance then hugged and kissed his boyfriend. "No one will ever come between us."
"Hn. Not even Gaser?"
Gasper" he emphasized the left out P. "And no. Why'd you ask? That's a random name." He chuckled. "Friendship can't mess up love."
"You'd be surprised, some people value it more."
"You're being paranoid. I haven't picked Cheza over you, have I?"
"No."
"Well, there you go." He looked him in the eye and smiled. "I'm sorry if I always seem busy, but, school is more time consuming than I thought, and both of work... We'll go to New York and have the best time." He rubbed his arm. "I promise."
"Ok."
He gave him one more kiss then grabbed his requested appliance then took his leave.
# #
"Listen.. I know you're gonna laugh, but try to control yourself, porky."
"Ya know, calling me "porky" when wanting a favor, not gonna bring about the best results." Quipped the teased.
"Yeah, but," replied Tsume, not exactly taking it back. But, his tone changed. "Ok. It's about Toboe, and what you'd said earlier.. And don't say anything either, not to him or even Kiba..."
"Yyyeeeah?"
"I wanna marry Toboe - - not right away, just.. I want to."
"So, ask him!" How, wondered Hige, was this a topic of discussion? Already the pair should have been flaunting it in his and Kiba's faces. "If this has anything to do with me and Kiba, trust me, We'll be married long before you two, you're not horning in."
Tsume sighed. "It's not about you. It's us.. I'm not saying we're in a rut or anything, but, there's a distance. I need you to feel Toboe out about marriage or even us just living together,"
"There's an idea! Try that first."
"I did. Thanks to Kiba smothering him, he's desperate for independence, I asked and he said no."
"That little twerp." Hige groaned. "Alright, I'll feel him out without being obvious."
"...Thanks."
"No need to creep me out. I'll help you because, in a way, we're friends." Hige snickered. "Don't be scared, it was a horrible shock to me, too. I'll see ya,"
"Bye." He hung up.
He leaned on the counter and sighed. What if... just, what if?
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