6
Staggering over to the other sofa, Nino extended a weak hand a pulled the jacket towards him, throwing the garment over his shoulders, Nino curled up on the furniture and immediately fell asleep.
While he slept, he was oblivious to the world around him, including the opening of the door and the entering of the group’s youngest member. Jun was reading a script as he entered, thus he didn’t notice the presence of the sleeping Nino. Eyes still on the pieces of paper, Jun reached out to grab his jacket when he felt the fabric of the sofa instead.
Tearing his eyes away from his script, Jun was wondering where his jacket went when he saw it draped around Nino’s stomach. Before Jun could turn livid upon seeing his band mate treating his jacket as a blanket, he noted that Nino looked adorably cute when he slept. A gentle smile on his face, Jun put down his script on the coffee table before helping the sleeping man put the jacket on. While he was doing so, his hands accidentally brushed Nino’s flushed cheeks, making Jun withdraw his hands at the speed of light.
Nursing his burnt hand, Jun frowned as he realized that Nino was burning with a fever. He wanted to send his friend to a doctor, but he knew how Nino thought that seeing a doctor for something so trivial was a waste of money, and the fact that he was late for filming. In the end, the opted for raising the temperature of the room and making a mental note to buy his friend some medicine.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Nino woke up to an empty green room, the rest of Arashi busy with their own schedule. Sitting up, Nino sighed in relieve as he realized his fever had gone down although he could still feel a slight burning sensation all over his face. Nino was about to get up when he noticed that he was wearing the jacket instead of having it draped around him.
Shrugging the garment off, Nino folded it nicely and returned it to where he had found it. Getting to his feet, Nino left the room and headed down to Studio E where he had a photo shoot with the rest of Arashi. The studio was more or less empty, just staff setting up the set and the equipment. Thinking that he was the first to arrive, Nino was about to leave and return later when he spotted Jun talking to the photographer.
By the time he walked over to Jun, the taller idol was done with his conversation and noticed the arrival of Nino.
“Jun-kun,” greeted Nino, “I used your jacket just now…”
“Yeah, I know,” replied Jun who doesn’t seem as angry as he should be, “And here,” he continued, placing a bottle in Nino’s hands, “I think you’d need this,”
Fever medicine? By induction, Nino knew Jun was the one who had helped him wear the jacket, meaning that Jun didn’t mind him using his precious jacket, which meant that there was something wrong with the younger idol.
“Jun-kun, are you feeling unwell?” asked Nino hesitantly.
“No, why would you say that?” asked Jun, truly surprised.
“You let me use your dear jacket,”
“You’re obviously worth more than the jacket,” Jun replied, pausing awkwardly upon realizing what he had just said, “I mean, you’re an Johnny’s Entertainment Idol, and it’s just a jacket…”
“Thank you,”
Jun nodded, turning away to hide his red cheeks, “Can you look after yourself?” he asked.
“I think so,”
“‘I think so’ is not enough, what if you faint in the bathtub or while cooking?” asked Jun, sounding angry, “You’re coming over to my place, whether you like it or not,”
While he slept, he was oblivious to the world around him, including the opening of the door and the entering of the group’s youngest member. Jun was reading a script as he entered, thus he didn’t notice the presence of the sleeping Nino. Eyes still on the pieces of paper, Jun reached out to grab his jacket when he felt the fabric of the sofa instead.
Tearing his eyes away from his script, Jun was wondering where his jacket went when he saw it draped around Nino’s stomach. Before Jun could turn livid upon seeing his band mate treating his jacket as a blanket, he noted that Nino looked adorably cute when he slept. A gentle smile on his face, Jun put down his script on the coffee table before helping the sleeping man put the jacket on. While he was doing so, his hands accidentally brushed Nino’s flushed cheeks, making Jun withdraw his hands at the speed of light.
Nursing his burnt hand, Jun frowned as he realized that Nino was burning with a fever. He wanted to send his friend to a doctor, but he knew how Nino thought that seeing a doctor for something so trivial was a waste of money, and the fact that he was late for filming. In the end, the opted for raising the temperature of the room and making a mental note to buy his friend some medicine.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Nino woke up to an empty green room, the rest of Arashi busy with their own schedule. Sitting up, Nino sighed in relieve as he realized his fever had gone down although he could still feel a slight burning sensation all over his face. Nino was about to get up when he noticed that he was wearing the jacket instead of having it draped around him.
Shrugging the garment off, Nino folded it nicely and returned it to where he had found it. Getting to his feet, Nino left the room and headed down to Studio E where he had a photo shoot with the rest of Arashi. The studio was more or less empty, just staff setting up the set and the equipment. Thinking that he was the first to arrive, Nino was about to leave and return later when he spotted Jun talking to the photographer.
By the time he walked over to Jun, the taller idol was done with his conversation and noticed the arrival of Nino.
“Jun-kun,” greeted Nino, “I used your jacket just now…”
“Yeah, I know,” replied Jun who doesn’t seem as angry as he should be, “And here,” he continued, placing a bottle in Nino’s hands, “I think you’d need this,”
Fever medicine? By induction, Nino knew Jun was the one who had helped him wear the jacket, meaning that Jun didn’t mind him using his precious jacket, which meant that there was something wrong with the younger idol.
“Jun-kun, are you feeling unwell?” asked Nino hesitantly.
“No, why would you say that?” asked Jun, truly surprised.
“You let me use your dear jacket,”
“You’re obviously worth more than the jacket,” Jun replied, pausing awkwardly upon realizing what he had just said, “I mean, you’re an Johnny’s Entertainment Idol, and it’s just a jacket…”
“Thank you,”
Jun nodded, turning away to hide his red cheeks, “Can you look after yourself?” he asked.
“I think so,”
“‘I think so’ is not enough, what if you faint in the bathtub or while cooking?” asked Jun, sounding angry, “You’re coming over to my place, whether you like it or not,”