Day 2 [Sakuraiba]
25 12 Days of Fiction Day 2
Title: Static
Pairing: Sakuraiba
Rating: pg-13
Sho always lingered on set; he loved to chat with the staff or go out to dinner with them.Today he had the privelege of filming with Aiba, but it did have certain drawbacks.His cheeks, for example, hurt from smiling and he got stomach cramps from doubling over in laughter.The gratification greatly outweight the pain in Sho's opinion, plus it gave him the opportunity to hang out with his boyfriend. "Boyfriend." Sho laughed. It sounded so weird saying it out loud.
The relationship changed subtly, hands holding hands, but somewhere along the way his heart started pounding at the faintest touch. No one ever warned him that Aiba's hands were a gateway drug to lips, lust and lube. Admittedly he'd gone out at bought the latter without any courage to use it, but one should always be prepared.
"Sho chan are you still here?"
Sho turned and smiled at Aiba's soft tone. He was completely different off camera and yet exactly the same. Sho liked it this way, because he got to see a side of Aiba that no one else could."You're surprisingly shy off camera aren't you?"
Aiba knit his brows in confusion. "Eh? Why are you bringing this up now?
Sho laughed to himself and extended his arm. "Just get over here."
Their breathes mingled for a fraction of a second, Sho swore he felt an electric shock. Maybe it was static electricity from the dry winter air, but he didn't think so. Aiba tasted like menthol. The chapstick always tingled. Sho still enjoyed exploring exactly where Aiba's mouth in search for a way for their lips fit together better. Maybe every way was best.
"Sho chan" Aiba broke the kiss, cheeks a shade darker than when they started, "The door wasn't even closed."
Sho watched Aiba peered through the slight crack in the doorway checking for any intruders, but the hallway was desserted.
"If someone can see us through that tiny opening they deserve to catch us. Now, get your coat I'll buy dinner." Sho held the black coat out for Aiba to slip his arms in.
"It's my turn to pay!" Masaki turned and unfairly whispered the reason into Sho's ear. For the second time that night Sho felt tingly, but this time he knew it had nothing to do with chapstick.
Title: Static
Pairing: Sakuraiba
Rating: pg-13
Sho always lingered on set; he loved to chat with the staff or go out to dinner with them.Today he had the privelege of filming with Aiba, but it did have certain drawbacks.His cheeks, for example, hurt from smiling and he got stomach cramps from doubling over in laughter.The gratification greatly outweight the pain in Sho's opinion, plus it gave him the opportunity to hang out with his boyfriend. "Boyfriend." Sho laughed. It sounded so weird saying it out loud.
The relationship changed subtly, hands holding hands, but somewhere along the way his heart started pounding at the faintest touch. No one ever warned him that Aiba's hands were a gateway drug to lips, lust and lube. Admittedly he'd gone out at bought the latter without any courage to use it, but one should always be prepared.
"Sho chan are you still here?"
Sho turned and smiled at Aiba's soft tone. He was completely different off camera and yet exactly the same. Sho liked it this way, because he got to see a side of Aiba that no one else could."You're surprisingly shy off camera aren't you?"
Aiba knit his brows in confusion. "Eh? Why are you bringing this up now?
Sho laughed to himself and extended his arm. "Just get over here."
Their breathes mingled for a fraction of a second, Sho swore he felt an electric shock. Maybe it was static electricity from the dry winter air, but he didn't think so. Aiba tasted like menthol. The chapstick always tingled. Sho still enjoyed exploring exactly where Aiba's mouth in search for a way for their lips fit together better. Maybe every way was best.
"Sho chan" Aiba broke the kiss, cheeks a shade darker than when they started, "The door wasn't even closed."
Sho watched Aiba peered through the slight crack in the doorway checking for any intruders, but the hallway was desserted.
"If someone can see us through that tiny opening they deserve to catch us. Now, get your coat I'll buy dinner." Sho held the black coat out for Aiba to slip his arms in.
"It's my turn to pay!" Masaki turned and unfairly whispered the reason into Sho's ear. For the second time that night Sho felt tingly, but this time he knew it had nothing to do with chapstick.