Best served cold
Title: Best served cold
Pairing: Kaze trio friendship, Juba friendship, maybe romance if you squint, more a gen fic than anything else
Summary: Aiba and Jun are both sick, eith epic results and contemplations of snot
Warning: Discussion of snot, and lots of it.
For thoroughlynerdyfor being awesome and help with the dissertation, though I owe you something proper as well.
Just a quick something that I thought up.
“I could kill him.” Jun’s mumble was hard to make out, but Aiba wholeheartedly agreed with the sentiment as he shivered, pulling the down comforter closer in around him. Two nights before Aiba and Jun had taken Nino some homemade chicken soup and consomme, as he had caught a summer flu, and his bitchy pleas to be taken care of and having some of J’s soup, ‘made with love’ was hard to resist when he was obviously so miserable.
However, despite his mask, their mask, a disinfection of themselves and Nino’s apartment, and of anything that might has come into contact with Nino, both Aiba and Jun had come down with the flu. So there was a pot of tea between them, that would smell likes nasty herbs and healing, if Aiba could actually smell anything through the congestion. Jun was still mumbling something, probably cursing Nino and plotting his revenge, but Aiba’s ears were also plugged up. And he was cold.
So taking the warm tea in his hands he snuggled further under the blanket, bringing the tea up to his cheeks in an attempt to warm up. If Jun saw he would scold Aiba, telling him that he ‘needed to cool down, not warm up, idiot’ but the cup would be down away from his cheek before Jun finished shuffling around the kitchen, grabbing the vitamins and ginger echinacea throat lozenges and whatever else that he decided they needed to get better.
But Aiba had a better plan. One that would work, that would be epic, and there was no way that Nino could stop it, nor would he see it coming.
Aiba waited until Jun was settled on the couch beside him, snuggled up close to him (they were both sick, and both feverish, and body heat would make them warmed) and Aiba could see how raw Jun’s nose was, from all the tissues that he had to use, even if it was the super soft ones with water, and Aiba could not help but smile, pressing a soft kiss against Jun’s cheek which was feverishly sticky and Jun grumbled but Aiba flashed him a shy smile, which was ruined by a coughing hacking fit, but it would so be worth it.
“I know what will make you feel much better.” Aiba rasped and Jun hmmmed, and Aiba noted that Jun’s tone was a lot more nasally than usual. Had to be the congestions.
Aiba didn't answer but pulled out his phone. He wouldn't even have to put his acting skills to use.
“Hi Mom.” He knew that he sounded sick, there was no way around that, and that was part of why he had called.
“I just wanted to say thanks for the consomme recipe. Nino said that it helped him get right back on his feet.”
Beside him Jun sneezed.
“You are right, Jun and I both came down with something in the process.” Aiba nodded, a slow smile blooming on his face.
“You don’t have to do that Mom, we can make Nino cook. He doesnt live that far away and it is his fault that we are sick.”
Aiba was nodding, listening to what she had to say, and Jun while his gaze was curious, was staring at the box of tissues with longing and Aiba was sure he was wondering how long he could go before he had to blow his nose, which he didnt want to do with Aiba’s Mom on the phone.
“Delivery for us from Chiba? You don't--” Aiba trailed off as she spoke. “You will have Yusuke bring it?” Aiba paused for a sec, "can you put him on the phone?”
There was a pause as the phone was handed off, and Aiba knew that Jun and Yusuke were curious as to what was going on.
“How long are you going to have?” Aiba asked, and he did smile when Yusuke replied that he had most of the evening off. “Wonderful, can you do me a favor?” As Aiba spoke, and Yusuke agreed, Jun could not stop chuckling beside Aiba, though he regretted it as soon as he started coughing.
“Feeling better?” Aiba asked, when the phone call was done, and Jun nodded, before blowing his nose, heartily. It was quite impressive the amount of snot the both of them were producing, and it was only the delirium of the fever that made Aiba wonder if they could to some sort of experiment to see what kind of sickness produced the most snot.
“I still feel like shit, but that does make it better.” Jun offered Aiba the box of tissues, which he gladly accepted. Hopefully they had enough, but knowing his mom, she would send along a case of tissues, and more tea, and sprite and crackers and other things with Yusuke and the food.
~~~
Omake:
When Jun and Aiba were finally able to make it to work, they were greeted by a very irate Nino.
“What the hell is this?” He waved a sheet of paper in their faces, and though neither Jun nor Aiba would read it at that distance they both knew what it was.
“Is what?”
“A million yen invoice? From your Mom?” He shrieked and Aiba could not keep the smile from his face as he took the paper.
“Consomme recipe price, delivery fee from Chiba, time, labor, food fee..... hmm, looks about right to me”
“But...but...”
“It is your fault we got sick. it is a small price to pay.” Jun added, pressing up against Aiba’s back and reading over his shoulder, and Aiba nodded, smiling as he noticed Ohno trying to hide his giggles in the background, though he was not successful in the least.
“There is no way in hell that I am paying this.”
Aiba shrugged. “They know where you live, Nino-chan. You will have to pay at some point”
“And whose fault is that? Why did you tell them?”
“Whose fault was it that you had to have chicken noodle soup and consomme? And whose fault is it we BOTH got sick?” Jun snarked back and Nino just sighed, shoving the paper into his pockets. "Just think of the money we lost those days. Two fifths of Arashi was out."
“See if I call you next time I am sick.” He grumbled and Aiba snickered.
“You are going to have Sho-chan cook for you next time?”
“Hey!” Sho protested, and Nino just scowled more.
Best prank ever.
Pairing: Kaze trio friendship, Juba friendship, maybe romance if you squint, more a gen fic than anything else
Summary: Aiba and Jun are both sick, eith epic results and contemplations of snot
Warning: Discussion of snot, and lots of it.
For thoroughlynerdyfor being awesome and help with the dissertation, though I owe you something proper as well.
Just a quick something that I thought up.
“I could kill him.” Jun’s mumble was hard to make out, but Aiba wholeheartedly agreed with the sentiment as he shivered, pulling the down comforter closer in around him. Two nights before Aiba and Jun had taken Nino some homemade chicken soup and consomme, as he had caught a summer flu, and his bitchy pleas to be taken care of and having some of J’s soup, ‘made with love’ was hard to resist when he was obviously so miserable.
However, despite his mask, their mask, a disinfection of themselves and Nino’s apartment, and of anything that might has come into contact with Nino, both Aiba and Jun had come down with the flu. So there was a pot of tea between them, that would smell likes nasty herbs and healing, if Aiba could actually smell anything through the congestion. Jun was still mumbling something, probably cursing Nino and plotting his revenge, but Aiba’s ears were also plugged up. And he was cold.
So taking the warm tea in his hands he snuggled further under the blanket, bringing the tea up to his cheeks in an attempt to warm up. If Jun saw he would scold Aiba, telling him that he ‘needed to cool down, not warm up, idiot’ but the cup would be down away from his cheek before Jun finished shuffling around the kitchen, grabbing the vitamins and ginger echinacea throat lozenges and whatever else that he decided they needed to get better.
But Aiba had a better plan. One that would work, that would be epic, and there was no way that Nino could stop it, nor would he see it coming.
Aiba waited until Jun was settled on the couch beside him, snuggled up close to him (they were both sick, and both feverish, and body heat would make them warmed) and Aiba could see how raw Jun’s nose was, from all the tissues that he had to use, even if it was the super soft ones with water, and Aiba could not help but smile, pressing a soft kiss against Jun’s cheek which was feverishly sticky and Jun grumbled but Aiba flashed him a shy smile, which was ruined by a coughing hacking fit, but it would so be worth it.
“I know what will make you feel much better.” Aiba rasped and Jun hmmmed, and Aiba noted that Jun’s tone was a lot more nasally than usual. Had to be the congestions.
Aiba didn't answer but pulled out his phone. He wouldn't even have to put his acting skills to use.
“Hi Mom.” He knew that he sounded sick, there was no way around that, and that was part of why he had called.
“I just wanted to say thanks for the consomme recipe. Nino said that it helped him get right back on his feet.”
Beside him Jun sneezed.
“You are right, Jun and I both came down with something in the process.” Aiba nodded, a slow smile blooming on his face.
“You don’t have to do that Mom, we can make Nino cook. He doesnt live that far away and it is his fault that we are sick.”
Aiba was nodding, listening to what she had to say, and Jun while his gaze was curious, was staring at the box of tissues with longing and Aiba was sure he was wondering how long he could go before he had to blow his nose, which he didnt want to do with Aiba’s Mom on the phone.
“Delivery for us from Chiba? You don't--” Aiba trailed off as she spoke. “You will have Yusuke bring it?” Aiba paused for a sec, "can you put him on the phone?”
There was a pause as the phone was handed off, and Aiba knew that Jun and Yusuke were curious as to what was going on.
“How long are you going to have?” Aiba asked, and he did smile when Yusuke replied that he had most of the evening off. “Wonderful, can you do me a favor?” As Aiba spoke, and Yusuke agreed, Jun could not stop chuckling beside Aiba, though he regretted it as soon as he started coughing.
“Feeling better?” Aiba asked, when the phone call was done, and Jun nodded, before blowing his nose, heartily. It was quite impressive the amount of snot the both of them were producing, and it was only the delirium of the fever that made Aiba wonder if they could to some sort of experiment to see what kind of sickness produced the most snot.
“I still feel like shit, but that does make it better.” Jun offered Aiba the box of tissues, which he gladly accepted. Hopefully they had enough, but knowing his mom, she would send along a case of tissues, and more tea, and sprite and crackers and other things with Yusuke and the food.
~~~
Omake:
When Jun and Aiba were finally able to make it to work, they were greeted by a very irate Nino.
“What the hell is this?” He waved a sheet of paper in their faces, and though neither Jun nor Aiba would read it at that distance they both knew what it was.
“Is what?”
“A million yen invoice? From your Mom?” He shrieked and Aiba could not keep the smile from his face as he took the paper.
“Consomme recipe price, delivery fee from Chiba, time, labor, food fee..... hmm, looks about right to me”
“But...but...”
“It is your fault we got sick. it is a small price to pay.” Jun added, pressing up against Aiba’s back and reading over his shoulder, and Aiba nodded, smiling as he noticed Ohno trying to hide his giggles in the background, though he was not successful in the least.
“There is no way in hell that I am paying this.”
Aiba shrugged. “They know where you live, Nino-chan. You will have to pay at some point”
“And whose fault is that? Why did you tell them?”
“Whose fault was it that you had to have chicken noodle soup and consomme? And whose fault is it we BOTH got sick?” Jun snarked back and Nino just sighed, shoving the paper into his pockets. "Just think of the money we lost those days. Two fifths of Arashi was out."
“See if I call you next time I am sick.” He grumbled and Aiba snickered.
“You are going to have Sho-chan cook for you next time?”
“Hey!” Sho protested, and Nino just scowled more.
Best prank ever.