Just Don't Tell - 5

Miyavi idly flicked through the channels as he was lying spread out on his boyfriend’s couch. Suddenly, he stopped and snickered.
“Hey, hun, come look at this!” he called towards the kitchen. Gackt appeared after a few moments with a light blue apron on.
“What is it? My casserole needs constant attention for at least one more hour.”
“Yeah, yeah. Come look at this!” The boy pointed towards the television.
“I’m looking…Why am I looking? Is that a boyband? Miya, I love you, but please don- is that MY song?!” Miyavi grinned when Gackt stared at the television in horror.
“Yup! It’s a really old performance by KAT-TUN.” He jumped off the couch and pointed to one of the guys on the screen. “His name is Ueda Tatsu…Tatsuya, I think. He’s a huge fan of you.” Gackt shuddered.
“I’m sure I’m flattered, but please turn it off. I think my ego needs a break from this horrid performan- oh good, they stopped.” He tussled his boyfriend’s hair and wanted to get back to his cooking, when he stopped dead in his tracks. “…Miya, who’s this?”
“Same band still!” Miyavi flashed him a smile and a peace sign.
“But….he’s terribly good looking.” Gackt eyed the television with disbelief. “How can a boyband look that good? How can they pull of such a Visual look so well? How can they-”
“Gackt.” The boy interrupted him. “I’m sure I’d love to hear all this, but either get into the kitchen and make your damn casserole or let me eat you instead, because you wearing nothing but that damn apron is driving me crazy.” Gackt smirked and turned around slowly.
“As you wish, but I’m on top tonight!” He walked back into the kitchen, grinning to himself. Miyavi cursed under his breath.
“Dammit. That’s the fourth time this week!”