Of Coffee Bonds and Airports (Sho/Jun)--first post! x3
Title: Of Coffee Bonds and Airports
Author: iza_sayu
Rating: PG for light swearing
Genre: Comedy, slight fluff
Pairings: Sho/Jun, mentioned Ohmiya
Disclaimer: If I owned them I would totally make Sho tie Jun up, Johnny owns them!
Warnings: Model!Jun with photographers!Sho/Nino. You have been warned x)
A/N: This is my first fic ever, so criticisms and comments are very welcomed--but please be kind? >__< And thank you
insanatrix for beta-ing<333 i need harsh betas >D
It was just another busy day for Jun, having had two photo-shoots in the morning, and two more coming up in the afternoon(or rather, right now), the younger model almost snapped at his manager for the hectic schedule she arranged for him today--he was the hottest and most wanted model around,he could do and say whatever the hell he wanted, but with a few apologies and a cup of latte he sighed, running a hand through his smooth, unstyled hair and headed towards another studio, a mild frown appearing on his perfect face when a new staff happily trudged to his direction, a fake smile on her face.
“Good afternoon, Matsumoto-san.” Her voice was irritatingly coy and high pitched too, much to Jun’s annoyance, and he nodded at her, flashing his eyes quickly to her name tag.
“Ah, Watanabe-san.”
“ Ninomiya-san is currently unavailable at the moment, so there would be another photographer arranged for you, Matsumoto-san.” Unavailable? Since when the hell was Nino busy? Jun arched an eyebrow, following the girl inside the shooting studio while carefully sipping on his still-warm latte. “I just saw him this morning,” Jun stated with an unamused tone, sitting down in front of a dressing table, letting another assistant style up his hair. He had probably went off to have fun, that bastard. “Where did he go?” But despite of Nino’s snarky personality and a list of things Jun could write down to complain about him, he was the only photographer who could handle (and deal) with Jun’s, well, attitude. Because they literally had the same minds, but Nino was so much snarkier.
“Airport, Matsumoto-san.” Airport?What the-- “Ah, and he told me to give you this.” The girl handed him a post-it, and he quickly snatched the flimsy paper, scanning over the words before a string of colourful curses flew out from his mouth.
yo junnosuke,
in~case~ you forgot (which im pretty sure you did, if not you wouldn’t be reading this note by now), DAMN YOU, NINO. i’m gonna be away for three weeks--personal reasons, don’t miss me too much!
p.s: have fun with your new photographer. he’s hot.
Jun snorted, crumpling the blue coloured post-it in his fist and threw it into a rubbish bin nearby. Trust that jerk to leave him with a bunch of new staff and a new photographer to deal with(Nino better not have planned this; but he was the sort of person who would rather waste time on playing with his DS or PSP....but then again, you never know). “Sakurai-san would be here any minute.” The girl bowed and left, followed by his stylists in the next few minutes, leaving Jun all alone in the studio to welcome his new photographer. “You’re going to pay for this, Ninomiya.” The model muttered, pacing around the studio impatiently. That Sakurai better be good, if not Jun was so going to give him a hard time-but Nino must have interviewed the candidates himself, or at least scanned through them twice--if Nino says he’s hot, he’s hot.
Because great minds think alike, no?
“Konnichiwa.”
Fortunately enough (or not), Jun’s train of thoughts were interrupted when a husky voice echoed in the room, and he quickly turned to the source--a man was walking towards him, camera in one hand and stand in the other, his gaze burning so intensely into Jun’s orbs he could swear his heart almost skipped a beat. He gulped, already feeling a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead.
“You must be the new photographer Nino told me,” Keep it cool, Matsumoto. “You can call me Jun.” He smiled, bowing a little bit before he slowly eyed the photographer- tight grey shirt hugging the perfect toned abs every man would be jealous of, along with a pair of tight black jeans, and with his intense, gorgeous face-- damn Nino was right. The man bowed in return, and Jun swore he saw the other smirk, but the thought was quickly erased when a smile appeared on his face. “Yoroshiku, Jun-san.” How could his voice and smile be so hyptonizing , too? “You can call me Sho.” Sakurai Sho.
“Let’s get on with the shooting, shall we?” Sho gave him another smile, and Jun nodded stiffly, turning away almost too quickly before his arm was pulled back, gasping as faces hovered dangerously close to each other’s.
He would not swoon over a photographer. Because he was Matsumoto Jun and he, of all people would not swoon over hot (men) photographers.
But…maybe over his dead body, yes.
“Sho..?”
“And after this..why don’t we grab a cup of coffee and hang out a bit?” There was a mischievious glint in his eyes, followed by a smirk that never left his face.
The cup of latte was still on the dressing table, and Jun mentally made a note to thank Nino later.
And also not to buy anything from Starbucks anymore.
----
Somewhere over in Narita Airport--
“Are you sure Jun-kun would be alright?” Ohno eyed his boyfriend warily, draping an arm over the smaller man’s shoulders with a sigh. “I mean, it’s Jun we’re talking about here. I know Sho’s your friend, but you’re the only one who could handle him best and--”
“Don’t worry, Oh-chan.” Nino’s eyes flicked to the other for a second, “Junnosuke always had a weak spot for hot men.” then continued to glue his head back to his DS screen, fingers pushing madly at the small white buttons. “And Sho-chan secretly has a stack of Jun’s magazine clippings in his room-they’re perfect for each other.”
“You’re just finding an excuse to go and have a trip. For three weeks, nonetheless.”
“Hnn. Maybe. It’s not like I’m going to get fired or anything.” Nino smirked, suddenly pausing his game and leaned over to peck the other man on the cheeks. “But trust me, Jun would definitely thank me later.”
“I don’t believe you.” Ohno shook his head with a sigh, but hardly suppressing the smile forming on his face. “But Sho’s pretty hot, don’t you think?”
“……I’m going back.”
x posted over jent_fanfics, sakumoto and kotobayori :)