That Escalated Quickly Part 2

"I want to know your name. And who are you?" she spoke imperiously.

The singer knew that until now he had not yet introduced himself, but she also had shown little interest in him. At least so far.

"Takeda Haruki," his foul mood showed in his response. Still, he waited to see if she would ask him any more questions. Seeing her treat Hinata badly because he was young, and she rather liked older men, has made Haruki lose any sympathy left for Miyu-chan today.

However, soon after her request was granted, she turned to Jun, ignoring him completely. He watched Miyu-chan look at Jun and dreamily ask,

"Jun Lovebread! Make some delicious anpan for me, I dream of your azuki filling, please! I want to see you knead the dough, hm hm please Jun!"

Haruki shrugged when he heard that. Haruki knew this type of sweet bun, with a golden surface, very soft and light dough, with the creamy azuki bean paste as a filling. He could easily suppose why she wanted so badly to see Jun make the anpan, and then eat the tasty buns. But she was so spoiled!

He looked at the steps and climbed up two at a time, but stopped to see Jun's reaction.

Jun ostensibly turned his face away, saying nothing and without looking at her once. The baker got up and headed for the stairs, past Haruki, and out of everyone's view.

Miyu-chan called him once, when she saw that he had completely ignored her, the girl looked at Haruki and asked,

"Haruki, please, I need you to bring Jun back," her voice sounded soft and pleasant, her eyes wide open, staring at Haruki.

Haruki had spent five years outside his home country, but he still remembered the core of the education that was expected of someone, especially someone younger. Miyu-chan had been deeply rude in so many ways that all they could do was ignore her and not demean themselves to the childlike level of her behavior. Scolding her for her lack of common sense and respect was her family's responsibility. They were not yet intimate to comment on how she forced an intimacy she didn't have just because she met people on social media. Also, her habit of treating people as employees, even asking for a favor, could be explained by the life she led, but still, it was offensive. Mainly because everyone there was older than she was. An inconvenient person should be isolated until she rethinks her attitudes.

Haruki preferred to follow Jun's example and left quietly without looking at her. As he passed through Jun's open door, the baker called out to him. The singer stopped at the door, without actually entering,

"Miyu-chan is unbearably spoiled," Jun vented, irritated.

"Yes, she is. But she thinks we are characters, she doesn't know we are real," Haruki remembered that important fact.

"Even so, someone told me the player was supposed to be charming to level up her relationship with the characters..." Jun was not easily convinced of her reasons to treat them poorly.

The others arrived in the corridor, and to Haruki's amazement, everyone abandoned the girl alone in the main room. But Haruki heard Miyu-chan's voice, calling them from the stairs. She was coming up behind them.

Jun jumped up from his bed, and caught him by the wrist, pulling Haruki into the bedroom. He closed the door on everyone, then turned the key.

Jun turned to face Haruki, who raised an eyebrow in question, but had no answer.

Then, looking away, the singer went to a wall with a red guitar. Haruki still didn't understand why Jun had locked the room, much less why he had pulled him inside. Jun was still standing by the door, clearly aware of what was happening in the corridor. Even from there, they could hear Miyu-chan calling, and also, the bedroom doors slamming shut.

Haruki then realized that Jun carefully unlocked the door and left it just leaning, after peering through the crack.

"What ..." the singer was going to ask what the reason was for all this, but before he could finish his sentence, Jun clasped his wrist, and pulled him with him. Stumbling over his feet, Haruki had no choice but to get carried away.

To the bed!

The baker threw him onto the bed and went over to him. Haruki tried to deflect, but Jun skillfully intertwined his legs and took one of his arms, pressing it against the mattress.

'What the hell is he doing?!' his surprise was just no greater than his discomfort, which was no greater than ... well, the effect this situation was having on his body. His blood churned, and he tried to avoid thinking it was sexy. Haruki tried to escape again, keeping silent as he didn't want them to hear, but he just managed to turn and face Jun, who murmured with a sardonic smile,

"Hm, good!" and before Haruki knew how, Jun palmed his ass with his hand, making the singer push his hips forward, touching his pelvis to his 'opponent's' tout abs. Well, he could feel something very hard against his thigh too… and it wasn't a rolling pin.

'WHAT THE FUCK!' he opened his eyes wide and waited for Jun to read his thoughts, but Jun had now lowered his face to his neck, sinking his teeth, but without really hurting him. And, as if it were not surreal and crazy enough, the baker reached inside the singer's white T-shirt, exposing his abdomen, worked to exhaustion to highlight every muscle. And shamelessly squeezed one of Haruki's nipples, who suppressed a groan.

"Ooh Oh my god!," Miyu-chan stammered, surprising them in the middle of this scene.

Looking up at the girl standing at the door with her mouth open, Jun gently loosened his teeth from his prey's neck to give a devilish smile,

"It looks like you've made your dream come true, Miyu-chan. You are watching me knead delicious buns!"