[oneshot] Lien
Lien
Pairing: Aiba Masaki/Ninomiya Kazunari
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: AU, boys love, kisses, suggestive talk
Disclaimer: I do not own them. I own the storyline.
Summary: People are most likely attracted to other people by their smell. But neither Aiba nor Nino knew that.
Author's Note: Written for rainbowfilling; prompt "new cologne".
Nino wasn't the lovey-dovey type. Neither he liked public demonstration of affection. He liked to cuddle sometimes indeed, but just sometimes. Maybe that was the reason he couldn't keep dating someone for long - his partners always broke up with him due his lack of affection.
But Aiba already knew that. He was friends with that guy long enought to know that he was just stubborn and too shy to show his love for people. Sometimes Aiba felt a little sad because of his friend's cold attitude but he believed in Nino; he believed that Nino loved him too.
However, secretly Aiba expected Nino to call him cute nicknames with a sly voice and crawl into his lap like a kitten. He would do anything to see the hidden side of his friend.
-----
They worked at a small record shop. They didn't have many customers so it meant they could do whatever they wanted there most of the time and neither of them bothered looking for a new job by that time.
That day when Aiba arrived at the shop and greeted Nino, imediately he knew it wasn't an ordinary day.
Usually the shorter man didn't greet him, but as Aiba passed by Nino, he looked up from the comic he was reading and said a cheerful "Good morning, Aiba-san!".
Aiba nodded surprised and went to the staffs' room.
Nino liked to read comics or play games during work while Aiba checked the records to play in the store. He knew every single record they had there, but every day he looked through the shelves as an habit.
After selecting a funky sound, Aiba returned to the counter and sat on the chair next to his friend.
20 minutes later Nino stood up to pick up the next comic on the other end of the counter. As he was returning to his seat, he paused midway and wrapped his arms around Aiba's waist.
"W-what?!" the older man jumped in surprise.
"I felt like hugging you. Just that." Nino said loosening his grip and going back to his corner of the counter.
Aiba stared at Nino frozen in place. It had never happened before so he was confused.
And he stayed confused for the rest of the day, because whenever Nino passed by him, their bodies touched somehow - Nino hated when it happened actually - arms, hands, Nino's lower half brushing against Aiba in a inapropriate way as they tried to pass through the narrow space between the shelves. On a typical day that would never happen.
Later on when their shift was over, Nino said something unexpected again:
"Aiba-san, would you like to have dinner with me?"
That definitely wasn't an ordinary day.
-----
They ate ramen together and all the while Nino's expression was softer than usual. His way of talk to Aiba was more gentle too.
"Are you alright?" Aiba asked as they walked to the station.
"Of course. Why?" Nino asked innocently, with a grin on his face.
The older man just shook his head dismissing the question and continued walking. For some reason Nino was walking too closely to him that night.
Next morning, Aiba was still wondering about Nino's acts of the previous day, but he believed it was some kind of joke.
He took a shower and prepared himself for work.
He entered in the shop greeting Nino as he always did. And then, just like the day before, Nino greeted him happily, like he was waiting for Aiba.
Aiba was even more confused. That must be a joke. But why would Nino keep doing that for so long? What happened to his friend? Did he hit his head while going to work the day before? Weird thoughts ran through Aiba's mind.
"Aiba-san? Will you stand there all day long?" the shorter man's voice brought Aiba back to earth. A familiar smirk was on Nino's face, making Aiba calm down a little and smile too.
However, Nino didn't come back to normal completely yet.
There weren't any custumers that day too. Aiba was listening to old records while Nino seemed a little anxious playing his game, always looking to his friend from the corner of his eyes.
Aiba was too entertained by the music that didn't realize Nino approaching him. So when those slender arms came around his body he let out an embarrassing girly cry.
Nino held him tightly and breathed quietly against his nape.
"N-Nino-"
"Let me stay like this for a while. Please." Nino interrupted nuzzling the curve of Aiba's neck. His voice was deep and serious, yet lovely and lazy "You smell so good..."
Aiba just let out an incoherent sound and nodded, his cheeks turning into crimson red.
They fell in silence. There were only the background music surrounding them and Nino's breath tickling Aiba's skin constantly.
A minute or two later, the shop's door opened and a custumer came in.
"Oh. I knew you were dating!" the guy with big sunglasses said smirking.
"N-no! W-we are just..." Aiba's blush deepened and he tried to get free from Nino's grip, but his friend didn't move.
"It's just Jun. He won't mind if I stay like this." Nino replied looking up to the custumer - Matsumoto Jun, a young DJ that played in a club nearby.
"He might not mind, but I do!" Aiba freed himself from Nino's arms and looked away trying to hide his flushed face "W-well, the records you ordered are here." he took the brand new records from a box under the counter and gave them to Jun.
"What you two do is not of my business," the DJ said checking the packages carefully "but I think you should do these intimate things at home."
Aiba complained again, but was completely ignored by Jun and Nino.
Before leaving the store, Jun moved his sunglasses lower on his nose and winked to Aiba, that at that moment was feeling he could die right there by embarrassment.
-----
Aiba and Nino's friendship got deeper everyday. Nino always tried to touch Aiba and going to dinner after work became an habit to them.
And a certain day, it didn't end just as a simple dinner.
On the train platform, Nino leaned his head on Aiba's shoulder.
"I wanted to spend more time with you."
Those words made the taller man happy. By fact, he also wanted to stay with Nino a little longer. So he said the most obvious thing that he could think that moment:
"Would you like to go to my place?"
Hearing that, Nino's eyes shone and a sincere smile came across his face.
"Really?! I would love to!" Nino's pure and content expression made Aiba's heart melt. He felt a great urge to hug his friend, but he was afraid to scare Nino with that, so he controlled himself.
Somehow Aiba managed to keep his hands away from Nino in the train and he could feel his heart pounding loudly in his ears as they reached his apartment.
They didn't have work the next day, so they talked and drinked till late at night. Nino could drink a lot, but that night he got high easily, surprising Aiba.
"You looked tense these days." suddenly Nino said poking Aiba's arm "Don't you like being with me?"
Aiba choked lightly with his beer.
"I-I like being with you! I mean, I wouldn't invite you to come here if I didn't."
Nino smiled approaching his face to Aiba's.
"I want to kiss you. Can I?" he asked and soon enough touched his lips to the older man's parted ones. Aiba was immobile while Nino's tongue explored inside his mouth boldly.
Nino backed away reluctantly to breathe and saw Aiba panting with his face flushed.
"Sure..." Aiba said even that both of them already knew the answer for the question Nino made earlier. Their lips locked again in another heated kiss; this time, Aiba cupped Nino's face delicately, as making sure he was right there.
Nino's hands grabbed Aiba's shirt and pulled the fabric getting closer to him. Slow yet determined, his lips moved to Aiba's jaw, spreading wet kisses till his ear.
"Is it okay to do more than kiss you?" Aiba couldn't tell if he was shivering because of the question or because Nino's fingers were dangerously close to his crouch. He just knew that he didn't want that to end. Not yet.
Aiba simply nodded and when he realized, he was on his bed with Nino.
Both were drunk. Both tasted alcohol. Both got intoxicated by the kisses and words exchanged there. But both were certain about what they wanted.
-----
The next morning, Aiba woke up with a slight pain on his hips. Oh, it was real.
He reached his hand to his side to find the bed empty. He got up and looked around. Nino was looking the small table on the corner of the room.
"What are you doing?" Aiba asked crawling to the younger man.
"Do you know what it means?" Nino asked still turning his back to Aiba. In his hands, there was the bottle of the cologne Aiba used everyday.
"Isn't it someone's name?" Aiba received a cold glare from Nino with that. It had been a while he didn't do that, so Aiba even got a bit happy with that.
"It's French. It means 'link'." Nino smiled tracing his finger through the letters on the bottle "It connected us together." he turned his face to Aiba and his smile got wider.
Aiba looked confused to Nino's hands thinking for a while. Then he finally spoke:
"Do you mean you acted weird all this time because of my new cologne?"
"I wasn't acting weird!" Nino smacked the older man's head "I was acting naturally to your seduction." after saying those cheesy words seriously, he pecked Aiba's lips.
It wasn't Aiba's intention to seduce Nino after all. But deeply inside, he was glad that his cologne helped him to approach to Nino.
And somehow, it excited Aiba to know Nino was smelling just like him that morning.
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Final note: The ending is shitty as always. But I'm having fun thinking about what to write for rainbowfilling's prompts.
Also, I don't know anything about colognes. I don't have idea if there is a cologne/perfume called "Lien". And I don't speak French, so I used Google Translator to get that word lol
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Pairing: Aiba Masaki/Ninomiya Kazunari
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: AU, boys love, kisses, suggestive talk
Disclaimer: I do not own them. I own the storyline.
Summary: People are most likely attracted to other people by their smell. But neither Aiba nor Nino knew that.
Author's Note: Written for rainbowfilling; prompt "new cologne".
Nino wasn't the lovey-dovey type. Neither he liked public demonstration of affection. He liked to cuddle sometimes indeed, but just sometimes. Maybe that was the reason he couldn't keep dating someone for long - his partners always broke up with him due his lack of affection.
But Aiba already knew that. He was friends with that guy long enought to know that he was just stubborn and too shy to show his love for people. Sometimes Aiba felt a little sad because of his friend's cold attitude but he believed in Nino; he believed that Nino loved him too.
However, secretly Aiba expected Nino to call him cute nicknames with a sly voice and crawl into his lap like a kitten. He would do anything to see the hidden side of his friend.
-----
They worked at a small record shop. They didn't have many customers so it meant they could do whatever they wanted there most of the time and neither of them bothered looking for a new job by that time.
That day when Aiba arrived at the shop and greeted Nino, imediately he knew it wasn't an ordinary day.
Usually the shorter man didn't greet him, but as Aiba passed by Nino, he looked up from the comic he was reading and said a cheerful "Good morning, Aiba-san!".
Aiba nodded surprised and went to the staffs' room.
Nino liked to read comics or play games during work while Aiba checked the records to play in the store. He knew every single record they had there, but every day he looked through the shelves as an habit.
After selecting a funky sound, Aiba returned to the counter and sat on the chair next to his friend.
20 minutes later Nino stood up to pick up the next comic on the other end of the counter. As he was returning to his seat, he paused midway and wrapped his arms around Aiba's waist.
"W-what?!" the older man jumped in surprise.
"I felt like hugging you. Just that." Nino said loosening his grip and going back to his corner of the counter.
Aiba stared at Nino frozen in place. It had never happened before so he was confused.
And he stayed confused for the rest of the day, because whenever Nino passed by him, their bodies touched somehow - Nino hated when it happened actually - arms, hands, Nino's lower half brushing against Aiba in a inapropriate way as they tried to pass through the narrow space between the shelves. On a typical day that would never happen.
Later on when their shift was over, Nino said something unexpected again:
"Aiba-san, would you like to have dinner with me?"
That definitely wasn't an ordinary day.
-----
They ate ramen together and all the while Nino's expression was softer than usual. His way of talk to Aiba was more gentle too.
"Are you alright?" Aiba asked as they walked to the station.
"Of course. Why?" Nino asked innocently, with a grin on his face.
The older man just shook his head dismissing the question and continued walking. For some reason Nino was walking too closely to him that night.
Next morning, Aiba was still wondering about Nino's acts of the previous day, but he believed it was some kind of joke.
He took a shower and prepared himself for work.
He entered in the shop greeting Nino as he always did. And then, just like the day before, Nino greeted him happily, like he was waiting for Aiba.
Aiba was even more confused. That must be a joke. But why would Nino keep doing that for so long? What happened to his friend? Did he hit his head while going to work the day before? Weird thoughts ran through Aiba's mind.
"Aiba-san? Will you stand there all day long?" the shorter man's voice brought Aiba back to earth. A familiar smirk was on Nino's face, making Aiba calm down a little and smile too.
However, Nino didn't come back to normal completely yet.
There weren't any custumers that day too. Aiba was listening to old records while Nino seemed a little anxious playing his game, always looking to his friend from the corner of his eyes.
Aiba was too entertained by the music that didn't realize Nino approaching him. So when those slender arms came around his body he let out an embarrassing girly cry.
Nino held him tightly and breathed quietly against his nape.
"N-Nino-"
"Let me stay like this for a while. Please." Nino interrupted nuzzling the curve of Aiba's neck. His voice was deep and serious, yet lovely and lazy "You smell so good..."
Aiba just let out an incoherent sound and nodded, his cheeks turning into crimson red.
They fell in silence. There were only the background music surrounding them and Nino's breath tickling Aiba's skin constantly.
A minute or two later, the shop's door opened and a custumer came in.
"Oh. I knew you were dating!" the guy with big sunglasses said smirking.
"N-no! W-we are just..." Aiba's blush deepened and he tried to get free from Nino's grip, but his friend didn't move.
"It's just Jun. He won't mind if I stay like this." Nino replied looking up to the custumer - Matsumoto Jun, a young DJ that played in a club nearby.
"He might not mind, but I do!" Aiba freed himself from Nino's arms and looked away trying to hide his flushed face "W-well, the records you ordered are here." he took the brand new records from a box under the counter and gave them to Jun.
"What you two do is not of my business," the DJ said checking the packages carefully "but I think you should do these intimate things at home."
Aiba complained again, but was completely ignored by Jun and Nino.
Before leaving the store, Jun moved his sunglasses lower on his nose and winked to Aiba, that at that moment was feeling he could die right there by embarrassment.
-----
Aiba and Nino's friendship got deeper everyday. Nino always tried to touch Aiba and going to dinner after work became an habit to them.
And a certain day, it didn't end just as a simple dinner.
On the train platform, Nino leaned his head on Aiba's shoulder.
"I wanted to spend more time with you."
Those words made the taller man happy. By fact, he also wanted to stay with Nino a little longer. So he said the most obvious thing that he could think that moment:
"Would you like to go to my place?"
Hearing that, Nino's eyes shone and a sincere smile came across his face.
"Really?! I would love to!" Nino's pure and content expression made Aiba's heart melt. He felt a great urge to hug his friend, but he was afraid to scare Nino with that, so he controlled himself.
Somehow Aiba managed to keep his hands away from Nino in the train and he could feel his heart pounding loudly in his ears as they reached his apartment.
They didn't have work the next day, so they talked and drinked till late at night. Nino could drink a lot, but that night he got high easily, surprising Aiba.
"You looked tense these days." suddenly Nino said poking Aiba's arm "Don't you like being with me?"
Aiba choked lightly with his beer.
"I-I like being with you! I mean, I wouldn't invite you to come here if I didn't."
Nino smiled approaching his face to Aiba's.
"I want to kiss you. Can I?" he asked and soon enough touched his lips to the older man's parted ones. Aiba was immobile while Nino's tongue explored inside his mouth boldly.
Nino backed away reluctantly to breathe and saw Aiba panting with his face flushed.
"Sure..." Aiba said even that both of them already knew the answer for the question Nino made earlier. Their lips locked again in another heated kiss; this time, Aiba cupped Nino's face delicately, as making sure he was right there.
Nino's hands grabbed Aiba's shirt and pulled the fabric getting closer to him. Slow yet determined, his lips moved to Aiba's jaw, spreading wet kisses till his ear.
"Is it okay to do more than kiss you?" Aiba couldn't tell if he was shivering because of the question or because Nino's fingers were dangerously close to his crouch. He just knew that he didn't want that to end. Not yet.
Aiba simply nodded and when he realized, he was on his bed with Nino.
Both were drunk. Both tasted alcohol. Both got intoxicated by the kisses and words exchanged there. But both were certain about what they wanted.
-----
The next morning, Aiba woke up with a slight pain on his hips. Oh, it was real.
He reached his hand to his side to find the bed empty. He got up and looked around. Nino was looking the small table on the corner of the room.
"What are you doing?" Aiba asked crawling to the younger man.
"Do you know what it means?" Nino asked still turning his back to Aiba. In his hands, there was the bottle of the cologne Aiba used everyday.
"Isn't it someone's name?" Aiba received a cold glare from Nino with that. It had been a while he didn't do that, so Aiba even got a bit happy with that.
"It's French. It means 'link'." Nino smiled tracing his finger through the letters on the bottle "It connected us together." he turned his face to Aiba and his smile got wider.
Aiba looked confused to Nino's hands thinking for a while. Then he finally spoke:
"Do you mean you acted weird all this time because of my new cologne?"
"I wasn't acting weird!" Nino smacked the older man's head "I was acting naturally to your seduction." after saying those cheesy words seriously, he pecked Aiba's lips.
It wasn't Aiba's intention to seduce Nino after all. But deeply inside, he was glad that his cologne helped him to approach to Nino.
And somehow, it excited Aiba to know Nino was smelling just like him that morning.
+++++
Final note: The ending is shitty as always. But I'm having fun thinking about what to write for rainbowfilling's prompts.
Also, I don't know anything about colognes. I don't have idea if there is a cologne/perfume called "Lien". And I don't speak French, so I used Google Translator to get that word lol
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