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Aiba is already off the couch, leaving Jun to slide down into the cushions, well-kissed and a little rumpled. "Yay!" says Aiba, punching a victory fist into the air. "Happy birthday to me, Jun-chan!"

"Happy birthday, Aiba-chan," says Jun. "I have to give you your present tomorrow at the party, still, though."

Aiba waves that aside smilingly. "Whatever. Enough free time to actually eat a meal -" he hesitates, and Jun thinks he was going to say together, but he doesn't. "It's my birthday present to myself!"

Jun tells himself not to read too much into it: Aiba has three other best friends and none of them provides orgasms; it's very simple. It's not like he'd ever be surprised to be doing something with Aiba. He shrugs out of his show wardrobe shirt and hangs it up, skins out of the pants and reaches for the hanger of his own clothes.

Aiba is staring at him, Jun sees suddenly in the mirror, with a look as opaque as black glass, his face cool and remote and expressionless but intent, so intent and intense that it makes Jun shiver, almost in... fright? When he looks up and meets Jun's eyes in the mirror, Aiba's face is still and solemn and for a second Jun almost thinks that -

- then Aiba's eyes drop slowly to his feet and roam back up, and Jun is aware of every inch not covered by his boxers. He shivers for real, and Aiba doesn't even twitch or smile at that, just watches and takes a deep breath, nostrils flaring, which is somehow the sexiest thing he could do. Jun thinks he's going to have to sit down for a second. Somehow he manages to get dressed without being molested, and as he's walking to the door he feels Aiba's touch, light and casual, on his shoulder, then the back of his neck, teasing fingertips threading into his hair, and he snaps, hand on the door, and turns right around into the circle of Aiba's arm, hand steadying on his arm, and kisses him again, hard.

Aiba kisses warmly, practiced and welcoming, and he reacts to Jun's open mouth this time by sliding his tongue in, slick and deep and Jun is half-hard in his pants now and Aiba tightens his grip on the back of Jun's neck, then releases when he pulls back from the kiss.

He smiles right into Jun's eyes. "Happy birthday to me."


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This is part of the Just Like verse, between Just Like All Those Girls (http://cimorene.net/cimorene/arashi/justlikeallthosegirls.html) and Just One of the Boys (http://cimorene.net/cimorene/arashi/justoneoftheboys.html)