Love, Kitchen
Title : Love, Kitchen
Pairing : Yamamoto (Yama+Jun so yep, it's OT3)
Rating : PG-13
Genre : Drama, Romance
Disclaimer : Arashi didn't even know meeeee ;__;
Sumarry : Jun had wanted to spend his Sunday morning peacefully, but it seemed like his lovers wouldn't let him
A.N : LOL WHAT IS THIS EVEN??? I made this (drabble?one-shot?idek XD) for no other than Tomapii, the lovely girl that have the same OT3 as mineee! And since she was temptng me too much, I ended up writing this XD please, well, please just read it and let me know what you think about it! This fic is unbetaed, so pls forgive me for any mistakes! Comments will be loved! <3
“Get out from the kitchen right now or else I’ll never cook for you guys ever again!”
Ohno pouted; a rather cute, sulky pout was formed on his plump lips the moment Jun’s voice boomed out in the kitchen. He threw the knife that he was currently holding on to cut some fruits into the sink - for a moment Jun was glad Ohno didn’t have any funny idea with it - and then he stomped out of the kitchen without saying anything. Sho, however, was looking torn; he looked at the mess that both he and Ohno had made in the kitchen, and he was about to say something, but Jun had none of it. “Out.” He hissed.
And so, with a defeated sigh, Sho left the kitchen too, leaving Jun with a dirty kitchen; the younger man quietly moved around then, picking a bowl filled with awful looking gooey dough - Sho told him that it was a pancake’s dough - and then throwing the content to the trash bin with a loud sigh.
This wasn’t what he wanted to do on a Sunday morning.
Jun was tired; he got home at nearly 3 am last night and found Ohno and Sho already sleeping together in their king-sized bed - perhaps they just had sex either, judging by the fact that they were naked - and, having no heart and no energy to wake them up, Jun just squeezed his way in to the bed somehow and sleep next to Sho, hoping that the man wouldn’t kick him off the bed since usually Ohno’d be the one in the middle to keep both of them safe. Before sleep claimed him, Jun had swore that he’d woke up a bit early to cook something nice for them, since it was one of a rare occasion where the three of them didn’t have anything to do on Sunday.
But he overslept, a bit, and when he woke up in the empty bed, of course Jun’d go out and searched for his lovers.
And he woke up to this; to a dirty kitchen with sticky dough plastered everywhere - wall, floor, table - and a pile of dirty dishes in the sink, along with the smell of something being burnt filling their apartment.
So of course he’d get annoyed, especially when he knew that he couldn’t really rely on them to clean everything up, that he had to clean everything by himself since he just ushered them out of the kitchen.
And what were they thinking anyway, making a breakfast when they know that it was Jun’s duty?
Don’t tell me…
A realization dawned on him as he was trying to scrub the dough off his mahogany table; he quickly left the scrub there as he hurried off to where Ohno and Sho were. Jun found them sitting in the living room with lots of delivery menu spread all over the coffee table, and Sho was currently checking them over while Ohno was still sulking.
But Jun kinda understood now why he did.
“What are you guys doing?” He asked quietly then, pulling all the attention to him. Ohno looked up for a bit before throwing his face away stubbornly, while Sho grinned sheepishly at him. “We’re going to order some food.” Sho admitted as he lifted up one of the menu. “Since, well, it’s Sunday, and you shouldn’t be cooking - we tried making a breakfast, but, well…”
Jun felt a small smile forming on his lips as he shook his head in disbelief. “So you guys wanted to make breakfast for me?”
“Because Jun looked tired.” Ohno finally spoke up then. “And we wanted to do something nice for you.”
‘Ah, these guys are really idiot’, Jun thought as he watched how both Sho and Ohno was staring at him, maybe hoping that he wouldn’t be mad anymore. And of course he wasn’t - he never really got angry anyway just…well, irritated, maybe. But he really appreciated the thought, and, with a growing smile on his face, he approached the still sulking Ohno and planted a kiss on his cheeks, making Ohno giggled quietly. “Thanks, Satoshi.” He then turned to Sho and gave him a peck on his cheeks too. “And thanks, Sho-chan.”
“You’re welcome!” The two answered in unison, before then they looked at the menu once more. “So, are we going to order or not?”
“Nope. I’ll cook for you guys today.” Before Ohno and Sho could rejoice over that fact, Jun quickly added. “But you two are going to help me clean the kitchen now.”
He received no objections, thankfully, and then they set off to work. Jun cooked, while Ohno and Sho were left in charge to clean the kitchen. In the end, they ended up having a lunch rather than breakfast since cleaning the kitchen was taking a pretty long time; Jun knew that it would be the case though, so he made lots of food for them, and the praises he received from both men were satisfying - they even finished everything up, making the plates as clean as new.
And he loved it - he loved them. He loved how both Sho and Ohno would say ‘delicious’ in unison. He loved how Ohno’d say ‘hot’ but within less than a second he’d shoved it back to his mouth anyway, and yelling that it’s ‘hot’ all over again. He loved how Sho would take in food as much as he could to his mouth, making him resembling a chipmunk, and having a hard time because his mouth was too full. He loved when both of them praised his cooking with earnest eyes, earnest laughter, and it made Jun glad that he was with them - that their weird relationship was working out, somehow.
Because really, Jun wouldn’t want to cook for anyone else but them.
Once they were done with it, Jun was in charge to wash the dishes and Ohno was in charge to clean the table while Sho was off to bath first. They worked in silence, and Jun was dozing off before he felt Ohno’s thin arms wrapping around his stomach, embracing him from behind. “Jun…” He whined.
“Hmm?” Jun asked, knowing full well what was it that Ohno wanted but not going to give it up so easily.
“Sho’s in the bathroom.” Ohno stated, fingers fiddling with Jun’s shirt.
“And?”
“…shouldn’t we…join him?”
Jun grinned. “Should we?”
“We should.” Ohno said firmly. “Now turn off the tap; I’ll wash the rest later.”
“Sounds promising.” Without asking anymore, Jun turned off the tap, not caring that he still have some dishes left, and he turned around to lift Ohno up; the older man let out a high-pitched giggle as he hold on to Jun, making sure that he wouldn’t fall as Jun barged into the bathroom, where Sho has been waiting on the bathtub with a smug grin on his face.
“I’ve been waiting for you.”
Needless to say, Jun got to spend his Sunday just like what he expected, if not more.
Pairing : Yamamoto (Yama+Jun so yep, it's OT3)
Rating : PG-13
Genre : Drama, Romance
Disclaimer : Arashi didn't even know meeeee ;__;
Sumarry : Jun had wanted to spend his Sunday morning peacefully, but it seemed like his lovers wouldn't let him
A.N : LOL WHAT IS THIS EVEN??? I made this (drabble?one-shot?idek XD) for no other than Tomapii, the lovely girl that have the same OT3 as mineee! And since she was temptng me too much, I ended up writing this XD please, well, please just read it and let me know what you think about it! This fic is unbetaed, so pls forgive me for any mistakes! Comments will be loved! <3
“Get out from the kitchen right now or else I’ll never cook for you guys ever again!”
Ohno pouted; a rather cute, sulky pout was formed on his plump lips the moment Jun’s voice boomed out in the kitchen. He threw the knife that he was currently holding on to cut some fruits into the sink - for a moment Jun was glad Ohno didn’t have any funny idea with it - and then he stomped out of the kitchen without saying anything. Sho, however, was looking torn; he looked at the mess that both he and Ohno had made in the kitchen, and he was about to say something, but Jun had none of it. “Out.” He hissed.
And so, with a defeated sigh, Sho left the kitchen too, leaving Jun with a dirty kitchen; the younger man quietly moved around then, picking a bowl filled with awful looking gooey dough - Sho told him that it was a pancake’s dough - and then throwing the content to the trash bin with a loud sigh.
This wasn’t what he wanted to do on a Sunday morning.
Jun was tired; he got home at nearly 3 am last night and found Ohno and Sho already sleeping together in their king-sized bed - perhaps they just had sex either, judging by the fact that they were naked - and, having no heart and no energy to wake them up, Jun just squeezed his way in to the bed somehow and sleep next to Sho, hoping that the man wouldn’t kick him off the bed since usually Ohno’d be the one in the middle to keep both of them safe. Before sleep claimed him, Jun had swore that he’d woke up a bit early to cook something nice for them, since it was one of a rare occasion where the three of them didn’t have anything to do on Sunday.
But he overslept, a bit, and when he woke up in the empty bed, of course Jun’d go out and searched for his lovers.
And he woke up to this; to a dirty kitchen with sticky dough plastered everywhere - wall, floor, table - and a pile of dirty dishes in the sink, along with the smell of something being burnt filling their apartment.
So of course he’d get annoyed, especially when he knew that he couldn’t really rely on them to clean everything up, that he had to clean everything by himself since he just ushered them out of the kitchen.
And what were they thinking anyway, making a breakfast when they know that it was Jun’s duty?
Don’t tell me…
A realization dawned on him as he was trying to scrub the dough off his mahogany table; he quickly left the scrub there as he hurried off to where Ohno and Sho were. Jun found them sitting in the living room with lots of delivery menu spread all over the coffee table, and Sho was currently checking them over while Ohno was still sulking.
But Jun kinda understood now why he did.
“What are you guys doing?” He asked quietly then, pulling all the attention to him. Ohno looked up for a bit before throwing his face away stubbornly, while Sho grinned sheepishly at him. “We’re going to order some food.” Sho admitted as he lifted up one of the menu. “Since, well, it’s Sunday, and you shouldn’t be cooking - we tried making a breakfast, but, well…”
Jun felt a small smile forming on his lips as he shook his head in disbelief. “So you guys wanted to make breakfast for me?”
“Because Jun looked tired.” Ohno finally spoke up then. “And we wanted to do something nice for you.”
‘Ah, these guys are really idiot’, Jun thought as he watched how both Sho and Ohno was staring at him, maybe hoping that he wouldn’t be mad anymore. And of course he wasn’t - he never really got angry anyway just…well, irritated, maybe. But he really appreciated the thought, and, with a growing smile on his face, he approached the still sulking Ohno and planted a kiss on his cheeks, making Ohno giggled quietly. “Thanks, Satoshi.” He then turned to Sho and gave him a peck on his cheeks too. “And thanks, Sho-chan.”
“You’re welcome!” The two answered in unison, before then they looked at the menu once more. “So, are we going to order or not?”
“Nope. I’ll cook for you guys today.” Before Ohno and Sho could rejoice over that fact, Jun quickly added. “But you two are going to help me clean the kitchen now.”
He received no objections, thankfully, and then they set off to work. Jun cooked, while Ohno and Sho were left in charge to clean the kitchen. In the end, they ended up having a lunch rather than breakfast since cleaning the kitchen was taking a pretty long time; Jun knew that it would be the case though, so he made lots of food for them, and the praises he received from both men were satisfying - they even finished everything up, making the plates as clean as new.
And he loved it - he loved them. He loved how both Sho and Ohno would say ‘delicious’ in unison. He loved how Ohno’d say ‘hot’ but within less than a second he’d shoved it back to his mouth anyway, and yelling that it’s ‘hot’ all over again. He loved how Sho would take in food as much as he could to his mouth, making him resembling a chipmunk, and having a hard time because his mouth was too full. He loved when both of them praised his cooking with earnest eyes, earnest laughter, and it made Jun glad that he was with them - that their weird relationship was working out, somehow.
Because really, Jun wouldn’t want to cook for anyone else but them.
Once they were done with it, Jun was in charge to wash the dishes and Ohno was in charge to clean the table while Sho was off to bath first. They worked in silence, and Jun was dozing off before he felt Ohno’s thin arms wrapping around his stomach, embracing him from behind. “Jun…” He whined.
“Hmm?” Jun asked, knowing full well what was it that Ohno wanted but not going to give it up so easily.
“Sho’s in the bathroom.” Ohno stated, fingers fiddling with Jun’s shirt.
“And?”
“…shouldn’t we…join him?”
Jun grinned. “Should we?”
“We should.” Ohno said firmly. “Now turn off the tap; I’ll wash the rest later.”
“Sounds promising.” Without asking anymore, Jun turned off the tap, not caring that he still have some dishes left, and he turned around to lift Ohno up; the older man let out a high-pitched giggle as he hold on to Jun, making sure that he wouldn’t fall as Jun barged into the bathroom, where Sho has been waiting on the bathtub with a smug grin on his face.
“I’ve been waiting for you.”
Needless to say, Jun got to spend his Sunday just like what he expected, if not more.