One-shots that I have written about various J-Rockers, that I decided to put together in one place. This is Volume II as Volume I was submitted to the Watty Awards 2021 and had to be marked 'Complete' before submission. So here is it's continuation...
A.N: It's been a while from I showed Kamijo any love. So here we go. Short, sweet, cute and sexy. Please enjoy. Mature scenes. Look for my markings.C.W: Mention of suicide.
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It was days like this that you lived for. Days when he came home and it was just you two. He had nowhere to be. No recordings to do. No videos to film. No other business meetings to attend. He was home and he was staying there.
No one knew about you, except his nearest and dearest. It was just safer for you that way. As much as he wanted you at press events. Shows. Or awards ceremonies. In the end, because of who he was, it wasn't safe for you to be seen with him in any capacity. But that was simply the nature of the J-Metal and V-Kei beast.
Members of these genres should always appear available in public but never actually be available. It was safer that way. Not only for them. But for their partners as well. Fans could be insane and there had been too many instances over time. Where partners fell into danger and were hurt, for the simple fact that they dared live and share a bed with a J-Rocker or V-Keier. So it became an unwritten rule amongst the community.
Guard your partner's with your life. Never show them. Never speak of them. Keep them a secret and you keep them safe. It was something that he took seriously. He was so very protective of you to begin with. But his work made him moreso. Even though he knew you were not fragile like a flower, but fragile like a bomb. He still kept you hidden away from the public eye. Only your families and closest friends knew about you both.
For any outliers that didn't fall into those categories? There were NDA's and they were always signed. It was a hard condition that was never allowed to slide. He made sure of it. It could be tough to live this way but you understood why it was necessary. You, having run in the circles of the V-Kei and J-Rocker community for a long time now, had seen firsthand what a lapse in this guard could cause. None more heart-breaking than when your friend Ruki made a grave error and allowed his fiance to be seen with him.
They had vacationed in Hawaii and thinking that it would be ok for one night, he had gone out with Asaka. Four weeks later, after the photos had leaked? Asaka was found dead in Ruki's apartment. She had overdosed and clutched in her hand was a note addressed to Ruki. It was her suicide note and in it she had explained that she couldn't handle the abuse or harassment anymore.
When they had scoured her social media, where she had no proof of her an Ruki's relationship. They had found so many hateful, abusive and threatening comments. She had been bombarded with this, purely because she was due to marry Ruki and they had slipped up and let her be seen. Ruki still, five years on, had not recovered and as far as you knew, hadn't been in a relationship since. So, you understood this absolute need for one hundred percent privacy. And although difficult from time to time, you could bear it as long as it meant you could always be with your boo.
You came out of your thoughts, when you felt him roll and soon he was resting over you. You had both made a blanket fort in your spare room and had set up a projector screen to watch cheesy movies and eat junk food. It was not something he was particularly into. But he knew how much you enjoyed these simple, fun and childish things and so he indulged your inner child in whatever manner he could. It was something he adored about you, that even though you were a mature woman, you still kept a childlike quality about yourself.
