Utaite OneShots [On Hold]

🍋 KettaS!N//けったS!N 🍋

As per usual, friday evenings were when music was blaring around him, the dim, mostly blue light, which matched his crimped hair, made him able to see just about everything he needed to see.

Sin's upper body was tilted forward slightly as he gripped the plastic cup tighter, the noise of the material bending and crumpling slightly barely audible over the music.

Quickly taking a sip, he relished the feeling of his throat burning, trying to take his eyes away from two people across the big room.

Two quite familiar people, two of his friends.
He corrected himself, one friend and one acquaintance of his.

For his liking, they were way too close to each other, standing there, drinking and laughing.

Though, the reason for his current state of mind, he refused to admit.

He resumed watching them after he had taken his eyes off for a short amount of time, noticing something that made his stomach turn over.

They were kissing.

He was relieved when he saw that it wasn't him that initiated the situation, but still-

Sin was pissed.

A lot.

It was short, and he could see they were laughing, obviously joking around.

He stood up and walked towards them, anyway, leaving his drink on the small table near the sofa he had been sitting on for the past few moments.

Though having drunk quite a big amount of alcohol during the evening, he was entirely conscious of his actions.

Not that he'd let others know, as of now.

His eyes did not meet kettaro's, but Pokota's as Sin hugged the former's, his good friend's, waist.

Without saying a lot, he rested his chin on his broad shoulder, moving it around a bit as he never stopped looking in the brown eyes that belonged to the male on the opposite of him.

"Having fun?"

"Eh, Sin? You were here, too? Why didn't you join us?", the purple-haired asked.

"Oh, I didn't want to interrupt your... 'Fun'. Anyways, nice to see you again, Pokota. How are you feeling?", the youngest smiled provocatively, knowing fully well that Pokota wasn't happy about getting interrupted.

He always knew that the eldest had a thing for kettaro, but he wouldn't see this through.
kettaro was his and he would finally prove that to him.

"I'm fine... How are you?", the eldest smiled back, gritting his teeth.

"I didn't know you two were so close!", the shortest beemed.

"Haha, yeah, we're suuuuper close... But more important- kettaro."

"Yes?"

"Turn around."

The elder did as requested and turned on his chair, now facing the blue head.

"Good. And now..."

Sin leaned down, blowing onto the exposed skin on kettaro's shoulder.

Upon a surprised "What are you doing?", the youngest kept going.
Not even bothering to hesitate, he immediately bit down onto the skin - quite harshly, one might add - and proceeded to lick and suck on it.
In the process, he had grabbed the elder's head, tilting it away from him as to gain better access.
His other hand was flat on his chest, moving ever-so-slightly, roaming around, tugging at the rather deep cleavage of his dark grey button-up.