[aimiya] 僕の宝物 3/?
TITLE 僕の宝物 3/?
PAIRING Aiba Masaki/Ninomiya Kazunari
RATING G
LENGTH 463 words
A/N: Set after 2012.12.16 Tokyo Dome Popcorn concert and based on Nino's birthday message to Aiba :) Now a drabble series!
Nino followed the scent of fried ginger and sound of sizzling pork, padding quietly into Aiba’s small but stylish kitchen. The older man stood at the stove in an apron, skillfully tossing the meat in the frypan. Nino didn’t think anyone could look more attractive doing so. When Aiba turned down the heat to add the seasoning, Nino latched on from behind, circling his arms around Aiba’s waist and pressing his cheek against the taller’s shoulder blade.
Aiba froze his cooking for a second, not wanting to spill sauce everywhere, and chuckled. He could feel the smaller man’s body heat colliding with his own and balancing out to a perfect equilibrium, warm and inviting. “What’s wrong, Kazu?”
Aiba felt him shake his head against his back. No words were exchanged. “Why don’t you go play your games? I’m almost done here.”
There was another firm shake against his shoulder and then the grip around his waist tightened. It seemed that Nino was intent on clinging onto him while he cooked. He decided not to question it any further. “Okay, okay.”
The older man finished up preparing their meal, wrapped in Nino’s arms the entire time. Even when he moved away from the stove to fetch rice from his rice cooker, Nino shuffled along with him. His stubbornness was anything but annoying. It was only when Aiba convinced Nino that it was ridiculously impossible for him to be able to eat anything while his face was pressed against his back that the pair separated, Nino wearing a satisfied smile.
Aiba handed Nino a pair of chopsticks, surprised when the younger immediately used them to pick up the largest piece of pork and shove it before his face. When Aiba failed to open his mouth, Nino pushed the food against his lips, haphazardly smearing sauce over them. Aiba giggled, his tongue darting out to quickly lick up the sauce before he opened his mouth and chewed up the piece of pork.
“Good?” questioned Nino, watching his companion chew with unnecessary intensity.
“Yup!” Aiba responded, shoving a mouthful of rice into his mouth.
“Great. It’s safe then.” Nino said, helping himself to some of the pork. Unfortunately, before he could get the food into his mouth Aiba flicked him on his forehead, causing him to flinch and drop the piece of meat into his bowl. “Owww!”
“O course t’s safe!” Aiba defended with mock hurt in his voice. He picked up the piece of dropped meat from Nino’s bowl and made an effort to feed the younger man. Nino pouted in deliberation but quickly accepted the food, his eyes lighting up as the delicious zing of ginger hit his tongue. He sighed happily and shovelled rice into his mouth.
“Good?”
“The best.”
Aiba grinned.
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A/N More fluff! If anyone has requests/suggestions for where they want this to head, please speak up! Otherwise I will just continue as I see fit XD --> Part Four