feeling fancy.
starter for @lmyuta !
bubbles dance on his tongue, making his body tingle with pleasure. it’d been a while since he’d had a drink, and he’d like to think this one was much deserved. having had a long week, ten’s ready for some relaxation, and excitement. he’d booked the hotel room under the name of a friend from back in thailand, because he couldn’t have people snitching on him later about all the ‘double king hotel rooms’ he’d booked.
as soon as he’d arrived he’d stripped off and donned the lovely silk robes that they always hung up in the bathroom - of course he was going to get his moneys worth - and turned on the tv to a music channel, which he was currently dancing along to, champagne glass in hand.
it’s been a couple weeks since ten's seen yuta, and he's suffering. he misses the japanese man and his pretty smile. yuta's someone ten considers among the most important in his life. he’d trusted him to be ‘his first’, had let yuta be the first person to see ten as he truly is, under all the cheeky smiles and sassy retorts.
so, it’s become almost tradition for them to meet up every few weeks, when they have the time, and enjoy something together; whether it be a night out clubbing, watching movies while bundled in blankets, or nights like tonight, when ten was feeling fancy. tonight is a lavish ‘we can afford to have fun’ night, where they mess around (whatever that might entail) in an expensive hotel room, and simply enjoy each others company, and whatever food room service has to offer.
so, ten waits, sipping his champagne and feeling fancy, eager for yuta to hurry up and get here already.
















