His Artist, His Love! {Chapter 2} {Part 1}
Title: His Artist, His Love {Ch2Pt1}
Pairing: Ohmiya
Rating: Some kissing in the next part....
Summary: Nino falls in love with an artist ^_______________^
The next time they spoke was over the phone. Nino had called Ohno to ask him if he could go over and see Ohno's workshop. Ohno had said yes and given him the directions to get there. So, in an hour Nino was standing in front of an apartment. “This is where Satoshi lives and works huh?” The place looked much smaller than Nino's place, but it did a lot more inviting than his own apartment did. Nino went up to the door and was about to knock when he noticed that the door was slightly open.
“Doesn't he close his door?!” Nino thought to himself, and went inside.
The apartment was clean inside and it smelt of paint. He found Ohno in a room, standing in front of his easel. He had a paint brush in his hand and the canvas in front of him was filled with bright colors. Nino had no idea what Ohno was painting, but it sure was pretty. Looking at Ohno, Nino could see spots of paint of his hands and bright yellow smudge on his earlobe. His hair was messy and he was again wearing a simple tee shirt, and this time with blue shorts. Even though the room looked messy and he should have looked messy too, Nino thought that Ohno looked absolutely beautiful. The sunlight streaming in from the open window landed in his hair and on the canvas in front of him. His hair was damp and fell on to his neck softly. Nino's eye was drawn to Ohno's neck. It was glistening with drops of sweat and each drop seemed like it was inviting Nino to touch it.
Nino had been standing behind Ohno for 3 whole minutes and the man had not even noticed him. Nino's heart was thumping in his chest. He could feel his tongue getting dry; how he wanted to just wet his tongue with the sweat covering Ohno’s neck! And his hands itched to reach out and run through his damp hair.
Just as Nino felt his thoughts going out of control, Ohno turned around, startled to find him in his room.
“Whoa! You scared me!” “Come in! Oh! You’re already in!” Ohno’s face was lit up with smiles. He placed his painting brush down and walked toward Nino, wiping his hands on his tee shirt.
“I’m sorry this place is such a mess,” said Ohno, cleaning up a chair for Nino to sit on.
“You can sit here, Ninomiya-san. Do you want something to drink? Water? Coke? Is it too hot in here?” Ohno was fussing around, not knowing what exactly to do.
“Hey! Hey! Calm down!” “And you can just call Kazunari or Kazu, if you prefer that, Satoshi!” said Nino, smiling at the flustered man standing in front of him. “You don’t mind me calling you Satoshi, do you?”
“N-no! It's fine. You can call me Satoshi, Ninomiya-san!” A flustered ‘Satoshi’ was adorable and it made Nino want to bully him a bit.
“Didn’t I tell you not to call me Ninomiya-san. It makes me feel so old! I’m only 27, you know!”
“O-Okay! Ni-no….Nino. Is ‘Nino’ okay?” A big smile on Nino’s face answered Ohno’s question. Nino loved the pet name.
“Yes. It more than just fine! I really like it! So, how old are you, Satoshi?”
“I’m 27 too,” said Ohno, moving to the chair. “Please don’t just stand there, you can sit here. I have a bit more to do on my painting. If you could wait for an hour or so we could go out afterwards.” Satoshi was looking at him with such a hopeful face that Nino couldn’t say no even if he had wanted to.
But he didn’t want to say no. He wanted to wait for Satoshi, and he wanted to spend all the time he could with him.
“Of course! I have a book with me. I’ll just sit here and read till you’re ready to go,” said Nino, already moving towards the chair. He sat down and looked up to smile at Ohno. He smiled back at him and went back to his painting.
Fifteen minutes had passed. Ohno was engrossed in his painting. Every few minutes he would step back to look at his work, holding his brush in his hands or between his teeth. Nino had given up trying to read after five minutes. He just couldn’t concentrate on it while Satoshi was in the same room as him. And, he did prefer to watch Satoshi more than he preferred reading a book. So, he had laid the book on his lap and was currently watching Satoshi who was looking at his painting with a frown on his face. There seemed to be something wrong with his painting, but Nino had no idea what it was. Nino was enjoying watching Satoshi. Everything Satoshi did was cute. How his eyebrows came together and his lips lifted a little when he frowned. How he scratched his head and left his hair even messier than before. How he wiped the sweat off his face, leaving a smudge of paint behind. How his tongue peeked out when it wet his parched lips. How his simple white tee shirt now stuck to his broad back with all that sweat. How, every time he bent down to pick a tube of color, Nino could see a glimpse of his naked skin. Satoshi and everything he did was tantalizing. Nino couldn’t look away for a single second. And he was getting hotter and sweating more and more every minute.
Ohno groaned and stretched his hands above his head to relieve his aching muscles. Nino thought he would die if he just sat in the chair for any longer. So he got up and walked towards Ohno.
“Ne~ Satoshi!! Want to paint together? I’ve never painted before, but you could teach me a little.” Nino hoped really hard that he could also join him and then they could have some fun together and Satoshi could relieve his stress.
“Okay!! Why didn’t I think of that before! Let me put up a new canvas.” Ohno got a new canvas and replaced the one he was working on with it. He bent down to pick up the brushes and was about to hand one to Nino when he noticed what Nino was wearing.
“Maybe you should take off the top shirt and just leave the tee shirt on. That way you won’t get any paint on that nice shirt,” said Ohno. Nino took off his shirt happily. He was also wearing a white V-neck tee shirt now. He hung his shirt on the back of the chair he was sitting on before.
Ohno handed Nino a brush and passed him the palette that had the paint on it. Nino dipped his brush in bright blue and drew a circle on the canvas.
“What are you planning on painting?” Satoshi asked him.
“Hmmmm. I don’t know. I told you, I never painted before.” Satoshi was looking at him with a face filled with disbelief now. “You’ve never painted before?!!”
“Yeah. I prefer looking at paintings that already completed; like yours!”
Ohno blushed, a deep pink and ran his fingers through his hair. “I can give you a few pointers then.”
Chapter 1 Part 1
Chapter 1 Part 2
Chapter 2 Part 2
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Next Part has a bit of kissing in it.....Enjoy!!
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