[matsumiya] Home
TITLE: Home
PAIRING: Matsumoto Jun/Ninomiya Kazunari
RATING: G
LENGTH: 881 words
SUMMARY: Nino goes to a friend's birthday party while his Jun-pon is sick at home.
A/N: Written and posted on a whim. Basically just fluff and more fluff. Uh, yeah that's about it. ♥
Nino slid the keys into the lock carefully, careful not to make excessive noise as he re-entered his shared apartment. He smiled when the door clicked open and he saw that the only light which remained on was that of the genkan, signalling that the other occupant of the apartment had already called it a night. Which was a good sign, because before Nino had left that night to attend a friend’s birthday gathering he had repeatedly told the other man not to wait up for him, since a) he was sick and b) well, he was sick, which automatically implied he needed to be getting as much rest as he could and not be staying up to make sure his boyfriend got home in one piece. It was only after much persuasion and promises of a relatively sober return did he agree to Nino’s request.
Nino had deliberately excused himself from the party early and watched his alcohol intake that night, wanting both to stay true to his words as well as get home early enough to put the other man to sleep in the case he wasn’t able to hold up his end of the deal. But promises aside, frankly, he just wanted to get home to take care of his Jun-pon, who had been silly enough to catch himself a strain of the common flu over the weekend and was sounding as nasal as ever.
Nino slung his small bag over his shoulder and left it on the couch before heading to their bedroom to slip into his pajamas, his footsteps along the way quiet as a mouse. Though dark he found his clothes quickly, for once being thankful his boyfriend had a habit of making sure things in their all-too-giant wardrobe always went back to the same places.
After changing, he tiptoed into the bathroom and flicked on the low lights to freshen up a bit before bed, splashing his face quickly with a minimal amount of water and brushing his teeth quietly. The bathroom light dimly illuminated part of their bedroom, and as he brushed Nino could faintly make out the lump on the bed which was no doubt his Jun-pon, lying on his side. The bed looked large with only one body on it, the blankets slightly ruffled from use, but it was reassuring to see that the man in bed was breathing regularly and resting well.
Done with the bathroom, Nino flicked off the light and padded towards their bed, climbing under the covers as gently as he could. He only breathed out when he was well covered and the other man hadn’t been woken. Turning onto his side as well, Nino’s eyes adjusted to the darkness and he watched the younger man sleep for a bit, taking the opportunity to appreciate the perfectly formed features of his face. It was rare for him to be able to just sit (or stand, lie, whatever) and admire Jun’s face, as he would rather save himself from the taller man’s surefooted cockyness and teasing once he found out he was being stared at (swooned over). Pride was sometimes quite important when in a relationship with Matsumoto Jun. Especially when you are a comparatively surefooted Ninomiya Kazunari.
Nino shuffled closer into Jun’s warmth, brushing away a stray lock of hair that had fallen across his dark eyebrows and into his eyes. He dropped a chaste kiss on the sleeping man’s forehead before completely moving into his space, tucking himself nicely into the space before the man’s slightly curled body. As Jun’s scent slowly grew stronger, Nino felt his eyelids growing heavier. Head resting against his Jun’s chest, Nino fell calm as he listened to the man’s strong rhythmic heartbeat, sleeping soundly. Or so he thought.
Nino grew alert when the bed shifted and Jun brought his arm up from his side and slung it over the smaller man’s body, drawing their bodies even closer. Thinking it may have been a mid-sleep reflex, Nino stayed still just in case, not wanting to disturb his boyfriend’s much-needed rest. But then the arm moved again and there was a finger on his chin tilting his head upwards in the darkness. Warm lips covered his own in a brief kiss before the younger man pulled away and chuckled softly. “I thought you said you didn’t like cuddling?”
Jun’s voice was soft, a little crackly from sleep and sickness but nonetheless Jun, and Nino couldn’t help but smile sheepishly. He was glad that it was dark and Jun wasn’t able to see how red his ears had gotten, although he could no doubt feel the heat radiating from them. “Shut up,” Nino muttered.
Jun didn’t offer a follow-up remark, but Nino was sure the taller man was smirking. Giving up on his ego for the night, Nino just pressed closer, grabbing a handful of the thin material of the other’s cotton tee between his fingers and nuzzling his nose into his Jun-pon’s body, inhaling. And the younger man wholeheartedly let him, embracing him tightly. He was so small, and so unintelligibly perfect in his arms.
“Welcome home, Kazu.” Jun whispered against Nino’s forehead after another gentle peck.
“I’m home.” Nino replied, ears burning and a goofy grin on his face.
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A/N: This was also supposed to be a drabble, actually, but I think I'll just accept that I can't not elaborate. Also I didn't get a chance to proofread this so sorry for any mistakes! But yay for matsumiya fluff? :D