Lost.

Sure, losing everything is sad but there are sadder things.

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 – gonna be redoing jun.       new blog and everything!

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;rolls

 -- gonna be redoing jun.       new blog and everything!

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anyone want a starter?

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Here as well.

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f it. jun has fallen down the drain just like the rest of my muses.

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        Jun was in the middle of setting up the bar when he heard the bells chime from the front. "Hm?" Glancing up -- he noticed a customer. Or what he assumed to be a customer. "It's a little early but how can I help you?" Jun had pulled another all nighter and was working on his second. "None of the men besides myself are in yet -- so, hopefully you aren't here for a appointment." The college student was now working in a nice, small but well established host club. The money was good and nothing was better for someone like him. "Can I get you a drink?"

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Don't ever go to college... Just kidding but for real it's a pain. Anyways, I have a small break for Thanksgiving does anyone want a thing or something?

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              【 ♂;; 】　❝ Because I want you to spend some time anticipating when I come over. We can pick up where we left off a few months ago. ❞   It was happening, tonight he would finally make his move to comfort Jun after a certain person hurt him. Tomoharu’s hands slid up Jun’s sides, they stopped at his shoulders and gently massaged him briefly.　❝ So, make sure you’re ready for when I come over. I’ll help you forget these last few months. ❞

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        Jun could hardly catch his breath as those familiar hands moved up his sides and stopped at his shoulders."--tomorharu." Why did he have to wait? Why couldn't they just go now? Jun wiggled his way out of the others grip and wrapped hims arms around his own body, as if shielding himself. "F--fine," he mumbles while chewing on his bottom lip. "..i'll go home and get cleaned up." Jun had a slight trembling to his tone as he turned to head home. "And, don't be late, stupid."

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we-live-to-serve

        Electricity ran through Jun's body as the kiss was placed to the back of his neck. He gritted his teeth while he tried to shake it off. He could feel the other. Actually, feel him.. Jun hadn't felt anyone since he had been abandoned. Why Tomoharu? Was it because Tomoharu's feelings were true? Or, maybe it was because he knew Tomoharu before the contract was broken. Either way, Jun didn't care. "--..w..what about now?"

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【 ♂;; 】　He knew that if he was patient, he'd get his chance. Haru walked over to Jun, hands placed at the other's hips and grinned. ❝ Jun, you doing anything later? When can I come over? ❞

         Jun nearly jumped out of his skin once he felt someone’s strong hands come to rest on his waist. Though, he was quick to calm down once he heard the familiar voice that followed. Tomoharu. Just what Jun needed, to be honest. A warm, comforting and familiar body. “I’m not doing anything later.” The small male answers with a tiny huff. “My door is always open and I’m sure you remember where the spare key is hidden, right?”

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              【 ♂;; 】　❝ Well, yeah I was bummed for a while that things didn’t work out with us. But…I dunno, I guess it was fate? I met Aki when I was at my lowest and he helped me back up. I thought it’d all be fine because at the time I had Aki and you had…whatever that douchebag’s name was. I’m sorry it didn’t work out for you guys. But y’know I’ve heard this saying “The best way to get over someone, is to get under someone” so with that in mind, please meet Rokuro. I know that he’s your type; sexy, tall, mature. He’s a good guy, he can take care of you. ❞　With a nod at the end, Haru took out his phone and handed it to Jun.

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        It was hard for Jun to hear this but somehow he managed to keep his composure. "Yeah, fate is pretty fucked up, isn't it? But, I must say that I got what I deserved. I'm just glad that you're happy." Bruised, shaky hands reached out to grab Tomoharu's phone so he could switch their contact info. Once he was finished -- Jun handed back the phone and slipped his back into his pocket. "Okay, so, should we get going?" Yeah, so he can get this over with, head back home and throw himself his own little self pity party.

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        Lately, Jun found himself in the same place over and over again; staring down into a coffee cup in his favorite cafe. Sometimes, he would be lost within his own little world for minutes and other times it was hours. It was like he was waiting for someone who would never come for him again. "It's gotten cold," He mumbled after taking a sip of his coffee.

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           Why can't it just get cold already? It was too hot outside and Jun literally thought he was going to melt. "I should get up..." he mumbles but makes no attempt to pull himself off the bench that he was currently occupying.

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          ⊰ ♂ ⊱ ー　❝ Heh, you had your chance~ It’s weird how we never actually got to go all the way. ❞   He joked back, assuming that Jun was joking after all. After finding out about Jun’s special someone, Haru felt guilty that he still went after Jun and tried seducing him. Obviously, his attempts didn’t work since they never did get to go much farther than kissing.　❝ Sure we can, I’ll call Rokuro and ask him to quickly get down here so he can meet you. ❞

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         Ouch, that actually hurt a lot more than Jun wanted. Thankfully, the other was joking as well and didn't realize that Jun had meant anything by his own comment. "It's a sad thing," He chuckles though it was forced. However, while he stood there next to the person who could have made him happy -- Jun was struck with the urge to cry. "You know, Haru." There was a short pause. "You have nothing to feel guilty about and there's nothing you need to make up for. This is my fault." As if reading the other's mind. "That sounds great, and before you go -- give me your cell information." Jun got rid of his old phone.

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          ⊰ ♂ ⊱ ー　❝ Hey hey, you’re still cute. That bruise will go away soon. ❞  Haru looked down at Jun’s cheek and fought the urge not to begin threatening the life of whoever did that to him; for Aki’s sake, he’s learning to control his temper.　❝ You’re not a rebound Jun. Him and my cousin didn’t really like each other…it was all about sex for them. I’d never set you up with a guy just to make you the rebound. ❞ 

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    "Thanks, I guess." Jun chuckled as he brushed the bruises with the back of his hand because as they were healing, they were itching. Tomoharu's temper had always been a problem for the other, Jun knew that but never really minded it until it had been directed at him personally. "Well, aren't you sweet." The young adult says while glancing up at him. "It's just too bad that I can't take you to bed." He said but it's truth was hidden within his joking nature.

    "Shall we get going? I've got classes later."