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Sakuma Daisuke’s day was just over. His job for todays was all done, he already takes a nice warm bath (even though get into the bath by himself felt a little bit lonely), he already changes into a nice comfortable pajama, and now he lazily laying at his big sofa, stretched out his little feet, doing nothing, just let his joints back into its socket and give his muscle time to rest. He takes and let out a deep breath, when his phone chimes signing, he just received a new message.
“Your favorite lipstick is just back in stock, do you want it?”
Sakuma read the message that turns out to be from one of his fellow members who is also his shopping buddies, Watanabe Shota. They all are idols, so it’s not something strange for them to wear makeup on screen, they all have their own favorite brand and shade.
Sakuma looking at the attach picture underneath it, a picture of a lovely shade of pink lipstick that he really loved, because it looks natural pink and it also matches with the shade of his pink hair, the pink lipstick really compliments his overall pink look.
He trying to remember the last state of his pink lipstick that he own and sure that there are still more than half remain, so he types his reply.
“I think, I still have enough for last me a couple more month. But, thank you anyways.” Sakuma writes, thinking why Watanabe didn’t invite him to go shopping together, but then he remember that Watanabe got his day off today, maybe it was the reason why the slightly younger man didn’t invite him, but he felt moved that the man remember him on his day off.
“Really? Wow that’s strange, isn’t that one you already bought like a year ago? How can it still a lot left on it? Are you sure? Alright, if that the case then I’m off the store” Watanabe reply comeback.
Seeing Watanabe answer it make Sakuma also feeling strange, he tries to make his brain work to remember. He couldn’t remember exactly when he bought the lipstick, but he was indeed having it for quite some time. And it was a little bit strange, it means the lipstick was survived the kabuki shows, the concerts, all the Tv shows and all the performances through all the year. Come to think of it, now he remembers for more than he can count, when the makeup artist said that his lips is already pink enough so they just need to put some lip balm on it.
Sakuma still frowning on the sofa, but a sound of the key clicking at the front door, disturbing his train of thought, and his smile blooming. Totally forget about the lipstick thing, he dashes to the front door, to welcoming the other tenant of their apartment.
As soon as the other man handsome face get into his sight, his smile blooms some more.
“Ren, welcome home” Sakuma greet. As soon as Meguro get out for his shoes and wear the slip on, Sakuma rush to hug his lover, circle his arms around his waist, and put his head in the other chest, basking in the warmth.
“Ren, welcome home” Sakuma said once again, and felt a soft touch on his cheek, a small gesture as a sign to look at the taller man.
“I’m back, Sakuma-kun” Meguro smile warmly with their eyes lock with each other. Then Meguro move his face closer, Sakuma close his eyes automatically. Its like their ritual before or after they leave the house (even in times when they leave or arrived together).
Meguro will separate his bang gently, and giving his forehead a long loving kiss, the kiss gradually gets down to his cute pointy nose, and ended on his pink lips. Start from a soft touch with their lips just touching each other like trying to spread the warm, then it turns into a hot mess, when Meguro opening his mouth slightly and the tips of his tongue licked Sakuma lips softly, asking a permission for entrance, which of course Sakuma always granted. He opening his mouth, which of course Meguro didn’t waste any second to put his tongue into the older warm cavity. Meguro put his hand on Sakuma’s neck, giving it a light stroke and adjust the older head to make the kiss easier for them both. They kiss until both of them felt lack of oxygen. Panting slightly, the both of the separate a little with their head still stuck together, with matching stupid smile decorating their face.
“I bring dinner.” Meguro said with glistening lips, bring up his hand showing the plastic case from one of his favorite restaurants. Sakuma release his hug, and let the younger man walking to the kitchen. “Sorry, I couldn’t cook dinner for tonight. But I bought you your favorite dish” Meguro said again while walking, didn’t realize that Sakuma didn’t follow him like he used to.
Sakuma slowly nods his head signing that its ok, not really know that Meguro has his back on him, so he couldn’t see his answer, but right now Sakuma couldn’t care much. He is too busy looking at his own reflection at the mirror. A full body mirror that they both put near the entrance door, for them to take a good look at themselves just before they going out, just to make sure they look presentable. But the Sakuma that look back at him from this mirror is totally different from the Sakuma that look back at him from the bathroom mirror, earlier when he just gets out from bath.
The Sakuma that gaping back at him now, look flushed, with blushing pink check, a bit of disarray bangs, and most obvious different, with glistening pink lips. Its look pinker than before, its even look pinker that this morning when he went to the photo studio.
Sakuma softly touches his lips, moving his finger tracing his own lips that still felt a little bit plump and damp from the kiss. He finally understands why his favorite lipstick still left a lot even though a year has passed.