Fake Boyfriend Service Ch. 5
Ohmiya. G. Crack and Fluff. Betaed by inaudible_d
Nino and Ohno planned their wedding. Together. On a futon.
“Uh.. Nino,” Ohno cleared his throat awkwardly.
Nino’s apartment was a studio type. No matter how he thought about it, it was inevitable that they’re going to sleep together that night.
“Sit, Oh chan,” apparently, Nino was already used to call Ohno like that. He stacked some boxes and tidied some worn clothes so Ohno could walk inside the unit without tripping.
There was nothing to sit on beside the futon. And the floor.
Ohno picked the floor.
“Really?!” Nino stopped his activity for a moment just to throw a death glare to Ohno. He was already irritated enough that he had to continue this risky stunt, he really didn’t need an uncooperative customer to add it up, “On the futon, Oh chan. Yes, we are going to sleep together, if that’s what you’re not sure about.”
Ohno hesitated but he didn’t dare to disobey Nino, so he slowly moved his ass to the futon, sitting on the edge of it just so he’s technically on the futon.
Nino tsked. He put away the boxes and the clothes and stomped his feet towards Ohno.
Ohno’s eyes widened while following Nino’s movement like he was seeing disaster inching in on him.
Nino didn’t stop even when he’s already an inch away from Ohno. Ohno leaned back for the sake of distance, but Nino didn’t seem like he had any intention of stopping.
Ohno fell to the futon and Nino hovered on top of him, dangerously looked like a predator.
Ohno closed his eyes. There’s no escape, if it’s about to happen, then-
“I’m not going to rape you, you idiot,” Nino nudged Ohno’s cheek not so gently, “Come on, open your eyes.”
Oh.
For a split second, Ohno thought of pretending to be dead because he was really embarrassed. He felt the heat crept on his face and he was sure his face was red like hell right then.
But then, a soft touch on his cheek made Ohno opened his eyes in a snap.
“Oh chan,” Nino’s voice was not irritated anymore. It was soft and lingering, with soft gaze as companion.
Ohno was mesmerized by the rapidness of the change of mood and he definitely missed how he was not uncomfortable with the proximity. Nino was practically on top of him - Nino’s hands were on the sides of his head and Nino’s breath was brushing his lips - yet he couldn’t think about anything else than Nino’s deep brown eyes.
“We’ll get through this together, okay?” Nino said, probably more assuring himself than assuring Ohno.
Ohno nodded, eyes still attached to Nino’s.
Nino smiled like an angel and did a little movement with his fingers that tickled Ohno’s cheek in a pleasant way, “I won’t do anything that you don’t like, I promise. So, relax, alright?”
Ohno nodded again.
Nino exhaled a long breath and backed away from Ohno. Ohno stayed there, lying on the bed, deeming that it’s comfortable and okay that way. Nino returned to his boxes to make sure they won’t crumble down at them and took two pair of pajamas with him.
“You’re a protective type, aren’t you?” Nino asked, still with his softened tone. He gave a pair of pajamas to Ohno and proceeded to undress himself from the expensive suit.
Ohno awkwardly shifted his gaze away from Nino’s milky skin, “Hm?”
“You are hopeless. All over the place. Don’t know what to do. But every time I act all helpless and generally submissive, you’ll get more cooperative and confident,” Nino explained. He finished changing his clothes and walked to wash his face, “You can change, I won’t peek. I can guarantee that it’s clean, by the way.”
Ohno took Nino’s words in and somehow it made him a bit shy; knowing that Nino had read him like a book. He stood up, changing the clothes as fast as he can. The loose, soft cotton made him felt relaxed and something else made him feel like at home.
Probably the fact that he’s changing his clothes in the same room as Nino who was casually washing his face as if they did exactly that every day did it.
Nino dried his face with a towel and emitted content voices. He took a towel and tossed it to Ohno, “You can wash your face in the bathroom if the sink is not your style,” then, like an afterthought, “Or should we take a bath together?”
“No,” Ohno answered immediately, blushing as he tried to stop imagining things. He stood up and walked to the sink, washing his face. He heard Nino making himself comfortable in the futon from behind him.
“Hawaii, huh?” Nino mulled as he settled under the blanket, “I want to invite MatsuJun.”
“Who’s MatsuJun?” Ohno asked. He wiped his face and walked back towards the futon.
Nino needed a few seconds before answering, “A friend. He’s a model. A real one. So if we give him notice tomorrow morning, it might take him three or four days until he could come.”
Ohno felt like they’re really planning for their wedding and it bothered him because they should plan the other way around instead, but he trusted Nino so he decided to just follow Nino’s lead, “I think it’s okay.”
“Yeah. And that Aiba guy too. Where is he?” Nino shifted to his side, giving a space for Ohno to slip in, “Ah, turn off the light, please.”
Ohno did as he was told and strolled back to the futon. He hesitated for a bit but judging by the way everything was arranged, he knew he had to sleep on that tiny space next to Nino.
“Get in, it’s freezing,” Nino’s voice sounded sleepy and tame compared to before.
Ohno slipped into the futon. It was pretty cramped with both of them on one futon but it was warm that way. They lied next to each other, facing up to the ceiling.
“He’s in Zurich, I think. I can contact him, though,” Ohno continued the conversation.
“Good,” Nino’s head moved a bit closer to Ohno’s neck, “It will buy us some time. Let’s say we’re not leaving until J and Aiba are here.”
“J?”
“MatsuJun,” Nino rolled to his side so he was facing Ohno, his breath landed on Ohno’s shoulder.
“Oh.”
“Call your mom first thing in the morning tomorrow, tell her that we’ll wait for our best friends. That will be enough for now, I think,” Nino decided and Ohno nodded to that. Then, he continued in a more relaxed conversation, “What do you paint?”
“People, buildings, scenery.. Basically anything that catches my attention,” Ohno answered, “I’d ask you to be my model if we met in better circumstances.”
Nino chuckled, “So, I caught your attention. Thanks for the compliment.”
Ohno laughed. Then, “You? What do you do? Aside from.. this?”
“Funnily, I do compose music. For game, mostly,” Nino smiled, “And funnily too, my family did kick me out.”
Ohno’s eyes widened, “For loving a man?”
“None of your business,” Nino snorted a laugh, “It’s funny how this job is actually really easy. I really didn’t lie that much. But then-”
“Then my family surprised us. I’m sorry about that,” Ohno seriously felt bad for Nino.
“Hell yeah, they surprised us,” Nino pressed his giggle to Ohno’s sleeve, “It’s okay, though, I said I love the thrill, remember?”
Ohno nodded, relieved that Nino was no longer upset about the situation.
“But still.. Wedding?” Nino laughed again, “You sure have one twisted family, Oh chan.”
Ohno shrugged to that.
“How do you want our wedding to be, by the way?” Nino asked.
Ohno entertained the idea of the wedding in his head. The atmosphere made him able to do it; imagining himself on the altar, wearing white suits and smiling at Nino who’s approaching him in matching white-
Wait, that’s wrong.
Ohno shook his head violently. His cheeks were warm and he scolded himself for thinking about that.
“What?” Nino looked up, confused by the sudden movement.
“No.”
“Then how do you want it? Our wedding?”
Nino was so indifferent about it and it amazed Ohno. Ohno tried to sound at least a third as calm as Nino when he answered, “I think- I think simple is good.”
Nino snorted a laugh, “Simple is not good, Baka. We need complicated wedding so we’ll need a long time to prepare it. We’ll end up married tomorrow if all you want is a simple wedding,” then Nino’s laugh calmed down and he pressed his nose on Ohno’s skin. Ohno could feel that Nino’s eyes were closed, “What about beach wedding? It’s Hawaii, after all.”
Ohno began to understand where Nino was leading him to. They’re planning to postpone the wedding while, on the same time, getting used to each other for a more convincing appearance.
“On a boat sounds interesting,” Ohno gave his idea.
“No, it’s not,” Nino declined in a heartbeat, “I’m prone to seasick.”
“Oh, you are?” Ohno looked down to Nino and chuckled, “Well, we don’t get many vomiting grooms nowadays, do we?”
Nino elbowed Ohno for that and Ohno flinched away because it tickled.
“But it will need a lot of preparation so we might use it,” Nino finally said, “Your family doesn’t have one, right? Boat?”
“No, as far as I know,” Ohno grinned.
“Good,” Nino took a deep breath and exhaled it. He really sounded sleepy by then, “MatsuJun can think of the most complicated decoration we will ever hear. And the food-”
“Aiba is meticulous on food. His family has a Chinese restaurant but it’s busy as fuck,” Ohno contributed.
“Good,” Nino said again. He curled up to Ohno but he wasn’t really touching Ohno. This way, Nino looked like a girl. A delicate, cute girl, “And flowers?”
“Blue tulips. Sent straight from Netherlands,” Ohno nodded to himself, “It’s hard to get, blue tulips.”
“Blue?” Nino’s voice was hoarse from sleepiness.
“Yeah, blue.”
“I want yellow,” Nino murmured.
“Blue and yellow, then.”
“Uhn, that’s good,” Nino slurred. He was really in the brink of sleeping. Then, he blinked his eyes and rubbed it, forcing them to stay open, “The guests-”
“You’re tired, why don’t you just sleep?” Ohno finally said.
“Is it alright?” Nino rubbed his eyes again.
“We already have a plan for now, so it’s alright,” Ohno assured. Nino was right; he’s more confident when Nino was like this.
“I don’t think we’re convincing enough yet.”
“I’m sleeping next to you, in your pajamas. I think we’re convincing enough for now,” Ohno chuckled.
Nino chuckled along and finally gave up, “Alright then, good night,” he yawned and closed his eyes.
Ohno observed Nino’s figure for a while before he remembered what he planned earlier that day. With a heart that was beating fast, he thought if it’s appropriate and needed.
Then, he decided that it was and he leaned in, planting a soft kiss on Nino’s forehead, “Good night, Kazu.”
Nino’s body tensed up a bit before he smirked, “You learn fast, Oh chan,” and outright hugged Ohno tight.
Ohno slept better that night than he imagined he would. He woke up with Nino’s hair under his nose and his arm on Nino’s waist, keeping the younger close. It felt good, really, not awkward and gross like he once thought.
His phone vibrated and he took it from his pants, leaving Nino on the futon alone. Nino stirred on his sleep and cracked his eyes open in annoyance.
Ohno waved his phone to Nino. It was his mom calling.
“Hello,” Ohno answered the call and put it on loudspeaker.
“Wake up, groom,” Ohno’s sister’s voice came in instead of his mother’s, “We have flight this afternoon.”
Ohno glanced to Nino before answering, “Ano.. I don’t think we can depart today.”
“Why?”
“I’ve discussed this with Nino and.. we want our best friends to attend the wedding so we have to wait for them first.”
“Ah,” the sister sounded disappointed, “And the best friends are?”
“Aiba, he’s still in Zurich now, and-”
Nino mouthed ‘Jun’ to Ohno.
“-Jun. He’s a model so we have to wait until his schedule allows him to. They’re really important for us, so.. Yeah.”
Nino gave a thumb up for Ohno.
There were some voices that indicating that Ohno’s sister was discussing this with someone - probably her mother - before she’s back to the phone, “What is he modeling for?”
“Huh?”
“Jun. What is he modeling for?”
Ohno looked at Nino and Nino scooted to him, decided to join the conversation himself, “Hello, Nee chan, it’s me, Nino.”
“Hi, Nino chan!” the sister sounded delightful.
“Jun is modeling for Ondroid. They’re launching a new smart phone this week and he’s the ambassador so I’m afraid he won’t be able to come until next week.”
Ohno put his palm on his forehead. Nino tilted his head to that.
“Good then,” the sister clapped, “We have a plane stand by near Zurich so I think we can use it to pick Aiba kun up. And Jun kun can do the photo shoot for the new smart phone in Hawaii.”
Nino couldn’t understand a thing, “Huh?”
Ohno’s sister chuckled, “Ondroid is one of our company, Nino chan. Satoshi didn’t tell you?”
Nino threw a betrayed look at Ohno. Ohno mouthed ‘I don’t know!’ to Nino.
“Papers are taken care of too,” Ohno’s sister said cheerfully,
“We’re going to Hawaii today, boys!”
Number 5, littlebadlei! :3
Nino and Ohno planned their wedding. Together. On a futon.
“Uh.. Nino,” Ohno cleared his throat awkwardly.
Nino’s apartment was a studio type. No matter how he thought about it, it was inevitable that they’re going to sleep together that night.
“Sit, Oh chan,” apparently, Nino was already used to call Ohno like that. He stacked some boxes and tidied some worn clothes so Ohno could walk inside the unit without tripping.
There was nothing to sit on beside the futon. And the floor.
Ohno picked the floor.
“Really?!” Nino stopped his activity for a moment just to throw a death glare to Ohno. He was already irritated enough that he had to continue this risky stunt, he really didn’t need an uncooperative customer to add it up, “On the futon, Oh chan. Yes, we are going to sleep together, if that’s what you’re not sure about.”
Ohno hesitated but he didn’t dare to disobey Nino, so he slowly moved his ass to the futon, sitting on the edge of it just so he’s technically on the futon.
Nino tsked. He put away the boxes and the clothes and stomped his feet towards Ohno.
Ohno’s eyes widened while following Nino’s movement like he was seeing disaster inching in on him.
Nino didn’t stop even when he’s already an inch away from Ohno. Ohno leaned back for the sake of distance, but Nino didn’t seem like he had any intention of stopping.
Ohno fell to the futon and Nino hovered on top of him, dangerously looked like a predator.
Ohno closed his eyes. There’s no escape, if it’s about to happen, then-
“I’m not going to rape you, you idiot,” Nino nudged Ohno’s cheek not so gently, “Come on, open your eyes.”
Oh.
For a split second, Ohno thought of pretending to be dead because he was really embarrassed. He felt the heat crept on his face and he was sure his face was red like hell right then.
But then, a soft touch on his cheek made Ohno opened his eyes in a snap.
“Oh chan,” Nino’s voice was not irritated anymore. It was soft and lingering, with soft gaze as companion.
Ohno was mesmerized by the rapidness of the change of mood and he definitely missed how he was not uncomfortable with the proximity. Nino was practically on top of him - Nino’s hands were on the sides of his head and Nino’s breath was brushing his lips - yet he couldn’t think about anything else than Nino’s deep brown eyes.
“We’ll get through this together, okay?” Nino said, probably more assuring himself than assuring Ohno.
Ohno nodded, eyes still attached to Nino’s.
Nino smiled like an angel and did a little movement with his fingers that tickled Ohno’s cheek in a pleasant way, “I won’t do anything that you don’t like, I promise. So, relax, alright?”
Ohno nodded again.
Nino exhaled a long breath and backed away from Ohno. Ohno stayed there, lying on the bed, deeming that it’s comfortable and okay that way. Nino returned to his boxes to make sure they won’t crumble down at them and took two pair of pajamas with him.
“You’re a protective type, aren’t you?” Nino asked, still with his softened tone. He gave a pair of pajamas to Ohno and proceeded to undress himself from the expensive suit.
Ohno awkwardly shifted his gaze away from Nino’s milky skin, “Hm?”
“You are hopeless. All over the place. Don’t know what to do. But every time I act all helpless and generally submissive, you’ll get more cooperative and confident,” Nino explained. He finished changing his clothes and walked to wash his face, “You can change, I won’t peek. I can guarantee that it’s clean, by the way.”
Ohno took Nino’s words in and somehow it made him a bit shy; knowing that Nino had read him like a book. He stood up, changing the clothes as fast as he can. The loose, soft cotton made him felt relaxed and something else made him feel like at home.
Probably the fact that he’s changing his clothes in the same room as Nino who was casually washing his face as if they did exactly that every day did it.
Nino dried his face with a towel and emitted content voices. He took a towel and tossed it to Ohno, “You can wash your face in the bathroom if the sink is not your style,” then, like an afterthought, “Or should we take a bath together?”
“No,” Ohno answered immediately, blushing as he tried to stop imagining things. He stood up and walked to the sink, washing his face. He heard Nino making himself comfortable in the futon from behind him.
“Hawaii, huh?” Nino mulled as he settled under the blanket, “I want to invite MatsuJun.”
“Who’s MatsuJun?” Ohno asked. He wiped his face and walked back towards the futon.
Nino needed a few seconds before answering, “A friend. He’s a model. A real one. So if we give him notice tomorrow morning, it might take him three or four days until he could come.”
Ohno felt like they’re really planning for their wedding and it bothered him because they should plan the other way around instead, but he trusted Nino so he decided to just follow Nino’s lead, “I think it’s okay.”
“Yeah. And that Aiba guy too. Where is he?” Nino shifted to his side, giving a space for Ohno to slip in, “Ah, turn off the light, please.”
Ohno did as he was told and strolled back to the futon. He hesitated for a bit but judging by the way everything was arranged, he knew he had to sleep on that tiny space next to Nino.
“Get in, it’s freezing,” Nino’s voice sounded sleepy and tame compared to before.
Ohno slipped into the futon. It was pretty cramped with both of them on one futon but it was warm that way. They lied next to each other, facing up to the ceiling.
“He’s in Zurich, I think. I can contact him, though,” Ohno continued the conversation.
“Good,” Nino’s head moved a bit closer to Ohno’s neck, “It will buy us some time. Let’s say we’re not leaving until J and Aiba are here.”
“J?”
“MatsuJun,” Nino rolled to his side so he was facing Ohno, his breath landed on Ohno’s shoulder.
“Oh.”
“Call your mom first thing in the morning tomorrow, tell her that we’ll wait for our best friends. That will be enough for now, I think,” Nino decided and Ohno nodded to that. Then, he continued in a more relaxed conversation, “What do you paint?”
“People, buildings, scenery.. Basically anything that catches my attention,” Ohno answered, “I’d ask you to be my model if we met in better circumstances.”
Nino chuckled, “So, I caught your attention. Thanks for the compliment.”
Ohno laughed. Then, “You? What do you do? Aside from.. this?”
“Funnily, I do compose music. For game, mostly,” Nino smiled, “And funnily too, my family did kick me out.”
Ohno’s eyes widened, “For loving a man?”
“None of your business,” Nino snorted a laugh, “It’s funny how this job is actually really easy. I really didn’t lie that much. But then-”
“Then my family surprised us. I’m sorry about that,” Ohno seriously felt bad for Nino.
“Hell yeah, they surprised us,” Nino pressed his giggle to Ohno’s sleeve, “It’s okay, though, I said I love the thrill, remember?”
Ohno nodded, relieved that Nino was no longer upset about the situation.
“But still.. Wedding?” Nino laughed again, “You sure have one twisted family, Oh chan.”
Ohno shrugged to that.
“How do you want our wedding to be, by the way?” Nino asked.
Ohno entertained the idea of the wedding in his head. The atmosphere made him able to do it; imagining himself on the altar, wearing white suits and smiling at Nino who’s approaching him in matching white-
Wait, that’s wrong.
Ohno shook his head violently. His cheeks were warm and he scolded himself for thinking about that.
“What?” Nino looked up, confused by the sudden movement.
“No.”
“Then how do you want it? Our wedding?”
Nino was so indifferent about it and it amazed Ohno. Ohno tried to sound at least a third as calm as Nino when he answered, “I think- I think simple is good.”
Nino snorted a laugh, “Simple is not good, Baka. We need complicated wedding so we’ll need a long time to prepare it. We’ll end up married tomorrow if all you want is a simple wedding,” then Nino’s laugh calmed down and he pressed his nose on Ohno’s skin. Ohno could feel that Nino’s eyes were closed, “What about beach wedding? It’s Hawaii, after all.”
Ohno began to understand where Nino was leading him to. They’re planning to postpone the wedding while, on the same time, getting used to each other for a more convincing appearance.
“On a boat sounds interesting,” Ohno gave his idea.
“No, it’s not,” Nino declined in a heartbeat, “I’m prone to seasick.”
“Oh, you are?” Ohno looked down to Nino and chuckled, “Well, we don’t get many vomiting grooms nowadays, do we?”
Nino elbowed Ohno for that and Ohno flinched away because it tickled.
“But it will need a lot of preparation so we might use it,” Nino finally said, “Your family doesn’t have one, right? Boat?”
“No, as far as I know,” Ohno grinned.
“Good,” Nino took a deep breath and exhaled it. He really sounded sleepy by then, “MatsuJun can think of the most complicated decoration we will ever hear. And the food-”
“Aiba is meticulous on food. His family has a Chinese restaurant but it’s busy as fuck,” Ohno contributed.
“Good,” Nino said again. He curled up to Ohno but he wasn’t really touching Ohno. This way, Nino looked like a girl. A delicate, cute girl, “And flowers?”
“Blue tulips. Sent straight from Netherlands,” Ohno nodded to himself, “It’s hard to get, blue tulips.”
“Blue?” Nino’s voice was hoarse from sleepiness.
“Yeah, blue.”
“I want yellow,” Nino murmured.
“Blue and yellow, then.”
“Uhn, that’s good,” Nino slurred. He was really in the brink of sleeping. Then, he blinked his eyes and rubbed it, forcing them to stay open, “The guests-”
“You’re tired, why don’t you just sleep?” Ohno finally said.
“Is it alright?” Nino rubbed his eyes again.
“We already have a plan for now, so it’s alright,” Ohno assured. Nino was right; he’s more confident when Nino was like this.
“I don’t think we’re convincing enough yet.”
“I’m sleeping next to you, in your pajamas. I think we’re convincing enough for now,” Ohno chuckled.
Nino chuckled along and finally gave up, “Alright then, good night,” he yawned and closed his eyes.
Ohno observed Nino’s figure for a while before he remembered what he planned earlier that day. With a heart that was beating fast, he thought if it’s appropriate and needed.
Then, he decided that it was and he leaned in, planting a soft kiss on Nino’s forehead, “Good night, Kazu.”
Nino’s body tensed up a bit before he smirked, “You learn fast, Oh chan,” and outright hugged Ohno tight.
Ohno slept better that night than he imagined he would. He woke up with Nino’s hair under his nose and his arm on Nino’s waist, keeping the younger close. It felt good, really, not awkward and gross like he once thought.
His phone vibrated and he took it from his pants, leaving Nino on the futon alone. Nino stirred on his sleep and cracked his eyes open in annoyance.
Ohno waved his phone to Nino. It was his mom calling.
“Hello,” Ohno answered the call and put it on loudspeaker.
“Wake up, groom,” Ohno’s sister’s voice came in instead of his mother’s, “We have flight this afternoon.”
Ohno glanced to Nino before answering, “Ano.. I don’t think we can depart today.”
“Why?”
“I’ve discussed this with Nino and.. we want our best friends to attend the wedding so we have to wait for them first.”
“Ah,” the sister sounded disappointed, “And the best friends are?”
“Aiba, he’s still in Zurich now, and-”
Nino mouthed ‘Jun’ to Ohno.
“-Jun. He’s a model so we have to wait until his schedule allows him to. They’re really important for us, so.. Yeah.”
Nino gave a thumb up for Ohno.
There were some voices that indicating that Ohno’s sister was discussing this with someone - probably her mother - before she’s back to the phone, “What is he modeling for?”
“Huh?”
“Jun. What is he modeling for?”
Ohno looked at Nino and Nino scooted to him, decided to join the conversation himself, “Hello, Nee chan, it’s me, Nino.”
“Hi, Nino chan!” the sister sounded delightful.
“Jun is modeling for Ondroid. They’re launching a new smart phone this week and he’s the ambassador so I’m afraid he won’t be able to come until next week.”
Ohno put his palm on his forehead. Nino tilted his head to that.
“Good then,” the sister clapped, “We have a plane stand by near Zurich so I think we can use it to pick Aiba kun up. And Jun kun can do the photo shoot for the new smart phone in Hawaii.”
Nino couldn’t understand a thing, “Huh?”
Ohno’s sister chuckled, “Ondroid is one of our company, Nino chan. Satoshi didn’t tell you?”
Nino threw a betrayed look at Ohno. Ohno mouthed ‘I don’t know!’ to Nino.
“Papers are taken care of too,” Ohno’s sister said cheerfully,
“We’re going to Hawaii today, boys!”
Number 5, littlebadlei! :3