[Fic] The Little Things (MatsuMiya)
Title: The Little Things
Genre: Fiction - Fan, Music
Theme/s: Shounen Ai, Romance
Topic:
Fandom: JE - Arashi
Pairings: Matsumiya
Characters: Kazunari Ninomiya, Jun Matsumoto
Rating: PG - 13
Summary: angst? fluff? emo?
Notes: blame 15th_moon and yuki84 for it. (Nah! I'm kidding! I love ya! *huggles Yuki*) spamming me with vids like this (thanks also to her and graphicfighter for sharing the link~). those two know I grow weak, squealy and fangirly over my OTP <333 [btw, this vid has so much OTP RABU!!] gotta love fancams and that fan who captured that moment! [and if y'all don't know what i'm talking abt, watch the vid and look closely, towards the end...]
Disclaimer: i'm just a fan, like srsly...
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It was the little things, the little things that she never missed.
It was in her nature, just like theirs, to be suspicious and doubtful, distrusting and paranoid. That's how she learned to read between the lines, listening. And to notice the little things, to watch and see.
Like how Nino's eyes sparkle whenever he catches Jun's eyes looking at him, and Jun can't help but blush, all embarrassed that he got caught. Or how Jun feels whenever Nino's hands brush against his, instinctively and subconsciously reaching for it, fingers lacing in between Jun's just because Nino loves the feel of Jun's hands, all soft and warm.
Yes, she never missed those little things.
She also didn't miss that short interlude during their performance.
It was just a small pause, and anyone could've missed it. But she didn't.
She wasn't sure at first who started the conversation. Maybe it was Jun, maybe it was Nino. Some of the details were unclear but she knew something definitely had happened, a verbal exchange. And, by Jun's expression, it wasn't a happy one.
Jun just gritted his teeth, plastered on a fake smile and posed his famous cool, mysterious stance, one that made girls swoon.
She wondered what it was that Nino said, something rude or hurtful. Maybe even scathing that almost made Jun lose his composure.
Maybe it was "Tone your excitement down. We're not in Japan!" or more like "Great show! Mind if I stand next to Ohno?"
Or maybe it was "You're too excited. Why not save it for the bedroom, ne?"
Even worse -
"I missed you awhile ago. Where were you?"
"Oh, I had sex with Oh-chan. You don't mind, do you?"
Whatever it was, it was something bad. Jun looked hurt, somewhat hesitant, like faltering a bit and the cracks were starting to show. He never would admit it, but she knew he felt hurt by whatever Nino said. Instead, he just kept on smiling, hiding behind that mask and continued to sing, as if nothing happened.
It was the little things, that made her notice such things. A glance here, a touch there. People suddenly disappearing, the lights turning off and muffled voices behind closed doors. Silly smiles and knowing smirks, gazes that avoid each other and glares that could kill. It was all these things, plus more.
She then wonders to herself, if these little things are the ones that matter the most.
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un-edited/unbetaed. just wrote this a couple of hours ago and wasn't planning to post it but someone *coughYukicough* [j/k! *huggles*] wanted me to and I thought might as well, just for safekeeping purposes so...
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Genre: Fiction - Fan, Music
Theme/s: Shounen Ai, Romance
Topic:
Fandom: JE - Arashi
Pairings: Matsumiya
Characters: Kazunari Ninomiya, Jun Matsumoto
Rating: PG - 13
Summary: angst? fluff? emo?
Notes: blame 15th_moon and yuki84 for it. (Nah! I'm kidding! I love ya! *huggles Yuki*) spamming me with vids like this (thanks also to her and graphicfighter for sharing the link~). those two know I grow weak, squealy and fangirly over my OTP <333 [btw, this vid has so much OTP RABU!!] gotta love fancams and that fan who captured that moment! [and if y'all don't know what i'm talking abt, watch the vid and look closely, towards the end...]
Disclaimer: i'm just a fan, like srsly...
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It was the little things, the little things that she never missed.
It was in her nature, just like theirs, to be suspicious and doubtful, distrusting and paranoid. That's how she learned to read between the lines, listening. And to notice the little things, to watch and see.
Like how Nino's eyes sparkle whenever he catches Jun's eyes looking at him, and Jun can't help but blush, all embarrassed that he got caught. Or how Jun feels whenever Nino's hands brush against his, instinctively and subconsciously reaching for it, fingers lacing in between Jun's just because Nino loves the feel of Jun's hands, all soft and warm.
Yes, she never missed those little things.
She also didn't miss that short interlude during their performance.
It was just a small pause, and anyone could've missed it. But she didn't.
She wasn't sure at first who started the conversation. Maybe it was Jun, maybe it was Nino. Some of the details were unclear but she knew something definitely had happened, a verbal exchange. And, by Jun's expression, it wasn't a happy one.
Jun just gritted his teeth, plastered on a fake smile and posed his famous cool, mysterious stance, one that made girls swoon.
She wondered what it was that Nino said, something rude or hurtful. Maybe even scathing that almost made Jun lose his composure.
Maybe it was "Tone your excitement down. We're not in Japan!" or more like "Great show! Mind if I stand next to Ohno?"
Or maybe it was "You're too excited. Why not save it for the bedroom, ne?"
Even worse -
"I missed you awhile ago. Where were you?"
"Oh, I had sex with Oh-chan. You don't mind, do you?"
Whatever it was, it was something bad. Jun looked hurt, somewhat hesitant, like faltering a bit and the cracks were starting to show. He never would admit it, but she knew he felt hurt by whatever Nino said. Instead, he just kept on smiling, hiding behind that mask and continued to sing, as if nothing happened.
It was the little things, that made her notice such things. A glance here, a touch there. People suddenly disappearing, the lights turning off and muffled voices behind closed doors. Silly smiles and knowing smirks, gazes that avoid each other and glares that could kill. It was all these things, plus more.
She then wonders to herself, if these little things are the ones that matter the most.
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un-edited/unbetaed. just wrote this a couple of hours ago and wasn't planning to post it but someone *coughYukicough* [j/k! *huggles*] wanted me to and I thought might as well, just for safekeeping purposes so...
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