[Fic] Always
Because someone’s been whining for fics. You know who you are.
Pairing: Naoto/Naoki
Rating: T - light M
A/N: Dug up some old ideas to throw out as drabbles. Mostly NaoNao because all my old ideas ARE NaoNao.
1) A short drabble
He misses his stupid, easy, wide grin, his boisterous laughter and weird, unflattering hairstyles - when did he become so serious, so solemn and stoic? But Naoki’s current tall, dark and handsome image fits him very well and he’s certainly not complaining because the intensity of his gaze is still as electrifying.
Naoki likes to suck and bite on his lower lip when they kiss and Naoto thinks, yes, this man is mine.
2) An AU where Naoki was missing for years and they finally found him. This is the ending.
Naoto slipped his hand over Naoki’s and laced their fingers together.
“Naoto-san?”
“You were taken from me,” Naoto fixed a steely gaze on his co-leader. Naoki was startled by the fierce intensity of his eyes. “You were taken from me, and Sandaime J Soul Brothers, and Exile, and Hiro-san. From now on, I’m not letting you out of my sight.”
Naoki squeezed the trembling hand, and thought, he didn’t mind this at all.
3) Highschool AU where they are classmates
“Let’s go, Naoki! I want some taiyaki.” Naoto clamps a hand over Naoki’s, tugging the taller teen along. Takahiro and Shokichi have already been swallowed up by the crowd.
“Naoto-san, why are you-?” Naoki gestures wildly at their clasped hands.
“It’s crowded. Let’s not get separated again, shall we?” Naoto beams, and Naoki feels that telltale ba-dump in his chest at the beatific smile and how tightly Naoto is holding his hand as they weave through the endless crowd.
Naoto’s hand is warm.
4) A roommate AU idea
“Naoto-san, you’re wasted.”
“I’m not,” he slurs, crawling into Naoki’s lap and working the buttons on his shirt. “Kiss me.”
“No.” Naoto’s breath stinks of alcohol and he needs to dump him into the shower...
“Yes.” Clumsily, he presses their lips together. Growls when Naoki doesn’t respond. “Naoki-kun, do you not like me?”
“Naoto-san?” His eyes widen when the smaller man grabs his collar and jerks him forward.
“Answer the question, Naoki. I need to know.”
“I...yes.”
“Then why aren’t you responding?” He snarls. “Don’t you feel anything? Are you celibate?” He presses a hot hand on his clothed crotch to emphasize his point.
Naoki’s breath hitches.
“So you do feel.” Naoto’s lips curl savagely, and he dives in to suck and nuzzle his neck.
The taller man grabs a wandering hand that is trying to unzip his pants. “You’re drunk. I won’t let you regret something when you’re not sober -”
“I am sober.”
“No.” He pries Naoto’s hands off with difficulty. “Bathe, then sleep. We’ll discuss again when you’re less inebriated.”
5) Always save the implied NSFW for last.
There’s a hint of possessiveness in Naoto’s light-hearted tone as he smooths a hand down his back and slides it to his front. “Where’s the breakfast you owe me?”
“Wait, you’re demanding breakfast now? It’s 2am!” squeaks Naoki, gasping and groaning at his lover’s resumed attempts to leave visible hickeys on his neck.
“2am is the morning. Besides we’ve nothing on later, we can afford to sleep in.”
“Naoto, how about we sleep now, and I make breakfast later?”
Naoto pouts and lifts his head. “Fine. I shall demand that when you cook, you wear nothing but an apron, please.”
“No. Go to sleep.” He reaches for a spare pillow to hide his flaming face, but Naoto peels it off and realigns himself on top, his hardening erection poking at his backside.
“Nuh-uh. I haven’t seen you for so long. I’m not letting you sleep tonight.”
Pairing: Naoto/Naoki
Rating: T - light M
A/N: Dug up some old ideas to throw out as drabbles. Mostly NaoNao because all my old ideas ARE NaoNao.
1) A short drabble
He misses his stupid, easy, wide grin, his boisterous laughter and weird, unflattering hairstyles - when did he become so serious, so solemn and stoic? But Naoki’s current tall, dark and handsome image fits him very well and he’s certainly not complaining because the intensity of his gaze is still as electrifying.
Naoki likes to suck and bite on his lower lip when they kiss and Naoto thinks, yes, this man is mine.
2) An AU where Naoki was missing for years and they finally found him. This is the ending.
Naoto slipped his hand over Naoki’s and laced their fingers together.
“Naoto-san?”
“You were taken from me,” Naoto fixed a steely gaze on his co-leader. Naoki was startled by the fierce intensity of his eyes. “You were taken from me, and Sandaime J Soul Brothers, and Exile, and Hiro-san. From now on, I’m not letting you out of my sight.”
Naoki squeezed the trembling hand, and thought, he didn’t mind this at all.
3) Highschool AU where they are classmates
“Let’s go, Naoki! I want some taiyaki.” Naoto clamps a hand over Naoki’s, tugging the taller teen along. Takahiro and Shokichi have already been swallowed up by the crowd.
“Naoto-san, why are you-?” Naoki gestures wildly at their clasped hands.
“It’s crowded. Let’s not get separated again, shall we?” Naoto beams, and Naoki feels that telltale ba-dump in his chest at the beatific smile and how tightly Naoto is holding his hand as they weave through the endless crowd.
Naoto’s hand is warm.
4) A roommate AU idea
“Naoto-san, you’re wasted.”
“I’m not,” he slurs, crawling into Naoki’s lap and working the buttons on his shirt. “Kiss me.”
“No.” Naoto’s breath stinks of alcohol and he needs to dump him into the shower...
“Yes.” Clumsily, he presses their lips together. Growls when Naoki doesn’t respond. “Naoki-kun, do you not like me?”
“Naoto-san?” His eyes widen when the smaller man grabs his collar and jerks him forward.
“Answer the question, Naoki. I need to know.”
“I...yes.”
“Then why aren’t you responding?” He snarls. “Don’t you feel anything? Are you celibate?” He presses a hot hand on his clothed crotch to emphasize his point.
Naoki’s breath hitches.
“So you do feel.” Naoto’s lips curl savagely, and he dives in to suck and nuzzle his neck.
The taller man grabs a wandering hand that is trying to unzip his pants. “You’re drunk. I won’t let you regret something when you’re not sober -”
“I am sober.”
“No.” He pries Naoto’s hands off with difficulty. “Bathe, then sleep. We’ll discuss again when you’re less inebriated.”
5) Always save the implied NSFW for last.
There’s a hint of possessiveness in Naoto’s light-hearted tone as he smooths a hand down his back and slides it to his front. “Where’s the breakfast you owe me?”
“Wait, you’re demanding breakfast now? It’s 2am!” squeaks Naoki, gasping and groaning at his lover’s resumed attempts to leave visible hickeys on his neck.
“2am is the morning. Besides we’ve nothing on later, we can afford to sleep in.”
“Naoto, how about we sleep now, and I make breakfast later?”
Naoto pouts and lifts his head. “Fine. I shall demand that when you cook, you wear nothing but an apron, please.”
“No. Go to sleep.” He reaches for a spare pillow to hide his flaming face, but Naoto peels it off and realigns himself on top, his hardening erection poking at his backside.
“Nuh-uh. I haven’t seen you for so long. I’m not letting you sleep tonight.”