Work Text:
how humiliating. this was nothing short of a disaster. it was just a party. nothing special about it. cospro was celebrating some new deal jun didn't care to pay attention to, so naturally, eden attended. but the crowded room, too dim but all too bright lights… really, it was like a concert, but the crowd was on stage.
that might be the issue.
jun likes being far from the crowd.
thus here he is, arms folded over his chest, white knuckles gripping his own arms as he tries to ignore the music coming from outside the bathroom door. he leans against the furthest wall with a slight crinkle to his nose. he'll have to wash his suit later, for sure. he's been in here for at least ten minutes now. nagisa was the last person to see him running off, mumbling something about something he couldn't hear over the noise of the room. god , the noise. even from so far, it was too much.
everything was just too–
"jun~ are you in here?"
now that was a noise he never expected to be so happy to hear.
hiyori steps into the bathroom and flashes jun a sympathetic smile. "there you are! i've been looking for you for half an hour!"
"that long?" jun nearly flinches at how shaky his own voice is.
he hates the way he can see pity in hiyori's eyes, even for a moment. that split second made his heart twist in the worst way. no , it wasn't fair to get mad at hiyori for that look. he would probably look at himself with pity, too, if he were in hiyori's shoes.
his partner steps forward silently and puts his hands out. jun looks between his barely there smile, to his hands, and back at his face. hiyori just wiggles his fingers in response. with a resigned sigh, jun relents, and he slowly intertwines his hands with hiyori's. the lime-blonde smiles, pulling jun away from the wall, as he begins humming.
hiyori suddenly turns on his heel and jun stumbles to catch up, and just as he does, hiyori spins again. it takes him a moment to realize that hiyori is trying to dance with him. the thought of it makes him snort before breaking out into small chuckles, adjusting to move in step with his partner. hiyori reciprocates his laughter while still taking the lead.
so they spin and spin, pulling closer to each other, and jun forgets everything exists for a moment. everything except hiyori. his eyes go soft as he gazes at the lime-blonde. his distraction spreads to his legs, and they still and tangle with hiyori's. both boys gasp as they fall back, and jun instinctively hugs hiyori against himself as his back hits the wall. they stay there while they recover from the incident, and just as jun goes red and begins to pull away, hiyori's arms wrap around his waist, squeezing him gently.
"y'know, jun," hiyori starts softly. "as much as you've grown, you really do need better communication." fluttering purple stares into flustered gold before jun flicks his gaze to the opposite wall. "you could've told us you were getting overwhelmed. nagisa was quite worried about you!"
"nagi-senpai was?"
"mhm, he said you looked pale, and you didn't stop when he tried to ask what was wrong."
ah , so that's what he had been saying. jun bites the inside of his lip, and hiyori lays his head against jun's chest. yet again they fall still, but this time, to enjoy each other's presence. jun lets one of his arms drape over hiyori's shoulders as his other hand rests on top of the lime-blonde's head. hiyori hums and he feels the sound in his chest, making him flush again, and he clears his throat. but his partner merely hums again before trying to pry him away from the wall.
"come along now! we can't hide in this bathroom all night!"
jun gasps a little, and he pulls back from hiyori entirely. the other gives him a curious look as he folds his arms over himself, golden eyes falling to the floor. he opens his mouth to speak, but his voice catches in his throat, and he bites his lower lip as he shuts it again. hiyori purses his lips before quickly walking out of the bathroom. jun can't hold back how his body tenses at this. was hiyori… mad at him? god, he hopes not.
his foot taps against the floor as he waits. he paces a few times, bites at his thumbnail, splashes water on his face. the water actually calms him down a bit, and he sighs while holding onto the sink. his reflection makes him feel worse, emotionally speaking. his eyes look red and tired, and he feels he looks paler than usual. he groans and splashes more water on his face just as the door opens again.
as he looks up, he sees the rest of eden in the doorway. ibara was the first to approach him, grabbing his chin to tilt jun's head this way and that. he mentions something scolding in some way, but jun doesn't process it in time before nagisa steps forward to press a cold hand against his forehead. he just hums instead of speaking. hiyori worms his way between adam , and both of his hands cup jun's face.
"do you want to come with us and go get food somewhere else instead of waiting the party out in this smelly old place?"
jun blinks. he looks between the three before him almost frantically, and he bites his inner cheek again. hiyori must feel him do this, as he squishes jun's cheeks until he stops, and he's quickly pulled out of the centre of his partners into hiyori's arms yet again that night.
"alright, that's enough crowding! ibara, you find a nice restaurant!"
"i already have one booked for half an hour from now, and a taxi is on its way, your highness. i knew this would happen."
"do you have no faith in our jun to last through a party?"
"no, not at all, if i'm honest!"
"... i thought jun was doing well."
"he was! now come on, let's go! i feel like i'm about to break out standing in here, and i'm too pretty to have acne again!"
ibara rolls his eyes playfully as his arms cross, and he nods his head at nagisa. the taller man ruffles jun's hair before falling into step behind ibara as the viper leaves. hiyori huffs without malice before looking back at jun, who's staring at him wide eyed. he still feels dizzy and overwhelmed by everything going on…
he doesn't register that hiyori has moved until his bangs are brushed away from his forehead, and hiyori presses a gentle kiss to the heated skin. jun flushes bright red and sputters a little, making hiyori giggle at him.
"let's run along now, jun."
jun can only nod as hiyori intertwines their hands and begins to lead him to the door. they catch up to the other two relatively quickly, and in the elevator to the ground floor, jun finds himself leaning against hiyori as he squeezes the lime-blonde's hand. hiyori smiles as he returns the gesture and rests his head against jun's. jun sucks in a breath. his eyes flick around the elevator, and he sighs almost in relief when he sees ibara and nagisa caught up in their own one-sided conversation.
he looks finally to hiyori and his hands, and his thumb rubs hiyori's skin ever so slightly.
"... thanks, ohii-san."