December Drabble Fest - Day 1
Title : December Drabble Fest Day 1 : Three Heads Are Better Than One
Rating : R?
Pairing : Ohno/Nino, Gen Arashi Friendship
Summary : It all started as a dare, and somehow, how it spiraled into something else still baffles Sho out of his wits up until this day.
Note : Circa 2006 - 2008. I am obviously doing this simply to dare myself. Taking a break doesn't help, so doing this instead. Enjoy? Happy belated birthday, saru_k and littlebadlei, here. I think I owe you one, too. daisukidesu3 - this is not the Book of Love one, but I promise I'm working on that one, too <3 (Also, I will try to reply to all your comments when I go home. I'm only using data connection so posting really sucks. Hope you understand. Happy Holidays <3)
(This fic might be crossposted to AO3)
It all started as a dare, and somehow, how it spiraled into something else still baffles Sho out of his wits up until this day.
It’s easier to just accept things as they are, because, how can he not? It’s not like being friends with a fellow member is forbidden, despite the fact that he’s certain, even back then, that the camaraderie between those two was way beyond what is normal that it’s almost weird.
There’s something about those seemingly unconscious touches that worries even the management, but even they’ve eventually brushed it off like it’s nothing. He knows Jun is thinking along the lines of taking it upon himself to do the deed, to talk to Ohno and Nino about propriety, but somehow, before Sho even got to Jun and talk him out of it, Aiba already managed it.
From then on, it feels like the three of them - him, Aiba and Jun - have become this sort-of (but not quite) look-out for anything that concerns Ohno and Nino. It’s silly, and maybe kind of dumb, but they’ve decided that it’s for the sake of everyone involve, most especially for Arashi as a whole.
He opens and closes the door behind him, as quietly as he could manage it, toes off his shoes when he’s certain the door is locked and slips on the house slippers there he knows is reserved for him. Afterwards, he crosses the short way from the doorway to the living room, sighing quietly to himself the moment he catches sight of Aiba and Jun already there.
He chooses the single-seater one opposite the one Jun and Aiba are seated, nods when Aiba stands and says he’ll get him beer. He notices the empty cans already littering the center table, finds Jun giving him a look when he shakes his head and points at the empty cans without saying anything.
“You were late,” says Jun, answering Sho’s unspoken question with a grin. “and you know Aiba-chan has trouble sitting still when he’s agitated so I figured -” Jun says, cutting himself off when he sees Aiba approaching.
“Told you not to start the talk without me,” Aiba says when he’s close enough, bringing three more cans with him. He hands over one to Sho, which he gratefully accepted, putting the other two on the table and picking up the half-empty one sitting there. “Didn’t I?”
“We haven’t yet,” Jun says as Aiba sits himself down, this time on Jun’s carpeted floor. Sho smiles, says nothing as he proceeds on downing the beer Aiba’s handed over with gusto, and almost emptying the can when he stops. “I was just trying to explain why there are empty cans here already -”
“You said we could start drinking while we’re waiting for him.” Aiba says, cutting Jun off in the process, and Sho chuckles at the way Jun aims a kick on Aiba’s leg in retaliation.
“I didn’t,” Jun counters, and to Sho, he says, “Don’t believe him. He’s drunk. He obviously doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”
“Oi!” Aiba retaliates quickly, and Sho would very much like to enjoy the banter if not for the fact that they’re here for something else. He puts his mostly empty beer can down and darts his gaze between Jun and Aiba, unsure of what to say.
“Sho-chan?” it is Aiba who prompts him from out of his silence, but it is Jun’s frown that propels him from saying what he’s been meaning to since he asked them to meet him here today.
“Satoshi-kun asked me out to drink last night,” he says, pausing for a moment as he swallows his uncertainty down. It’s hard, but he toughs it up, knowing that they’re not going to be able to plan their actions well if he keeps this all to himself.
“And?” Aiba asks, but Jun insists to ask the harder question.
“Why?”
Sho purses his lips and tries to chase away the memory of Ohno’s misery curved over the older man’s shoulders, but couldn’t.
“Nino’s gotten himself a girlfriend,” he says, “and it’s fucking Leader up without either of them knowing it.” he finishes.
The silence that soon follows tells Sho he’s not the only one taking this very seriously, especially when he catches sight of Jun putting his head in between his hands, cursing under his breath.
“Oh, fuck.”
Fuck, indeed.
(December Drabble Fest - Day 2)
Rating : R?
Pairing : Ohno/Nino, Gen Arashi Friendship
Summary : It all started as a dare, and somehow, how it spiraled into something else still baffles Sho out of his wits up until this day.
Note : Circa 2006 - 2008. I am obviously doing this simply to dare myself. Taking a break doesn't help, so doing this instead. Enjoy? Happy belated birthday, saru_k and littlebadlei, here. I think I owe you one, too. daisukidesu3 - this is not the Book of Love one, but I promise I'm working on that one, too <3 (Also, I will try to reply to all your comments when I go home. I'm only using data connection so posting really sucks. Hope you understand. Happy Holidays <3)
(This fic might be crossposted to AO3)
It all started as a dare, and somehow, how it spiraled into something else still baffles Sho out of his wits up until this day.
It’s easier to just accept things as they are, because, how can he not? It’s not like being friends with a fellow member is forbidden, despite the fact that he’s certain, even back then, that the camaraderie between those two was way beyond what is normal that it’s almost weird.
There’s something about those seemingly unconscious touches that worries even the management, but even they’ve eventually brushed it off like it’s nothing. He knows Jun is thinking along the lines of taking it upon himself to do the deed, to talk to Ohno and Nino about propriety, but somehow, before Sho even got to Jun and talk him out of it, Aiba already managed it.
From then on, it feels like the three of them - him, Aiba and Jun - have become this sort-of (but not quite) look-out for anything that concerns Ohno and Nino. It’s silly, and maybe kind of dumb, but they’ve decided that it’s for the sake of everyone involve, most especially for Arashi as a whole.
He opens and closes the door behind him, as quietly as he could manage it, toes off his shoes when he’s certain the door is locked and slips on the house slippers there he knows is reserved for him. Afterwards, he crosses the short way from the doorway to the living room, sighing quietly to himself the moment he catches sight of Aiba and Jun already there.
He chooses the single-seater one opposite the one Jun and Aiba are seated, nods when Aiba stands and says he’ll get him beer. He notices the empty cans already littering the center table, finds Jun giving him a look when he shakes his head and points at the empty cans without saying anything.
“You were late,” says Jun, answering Sho’s unspoken question with a grin. “and you know Aiba-chan has trouble sitting still when he’s agitated so I figured -” Jun says, cutting himself off when he sees Aiba approaching.
“Told you not to start the talk without me,” Aiba says when he’s close enough, bringing three more cans with him. He hands over one to Sho, which he gratefully accepted, putting the other two on the table and picking up the half-empty one sitting there. “Didn’t I?”
“We haven’t yet,” Jun says as Aiba sits himself down, this time on Jun’s carpeted floor. Sho smiles, says nothing as he proceeds on downing the beer Aiba’s handed over with gusto, and almost emptying the can when he stops. “I was just trying to explain why there are empty cans here already -”
“You said we could start drinking while we’re waiting for him.” Aiba says, cutting Jun off in the process, and Sho chuckles at the way Jun aims a kick on Aiba’s leg in retaliation.
“I didn’t,” Jun counters, and to Sho, he says, “Don’t believe him. He’s drunk. He obviously doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”
“Oi!” Aiba retaliates quickly, and Sho would very much like to enjoy the banter if not for the fact that they’re here for something else. He puts his mostly empty beer can down and darts his gaze between Jun and Aiba, unsure of what to say.
“Sho-chan?” it is Aiba who prompts him from out of his silence, but it is Jun’s frown that propels him from saying what he’s been meaning to since he asked them to meet him here today.
“Satoshi-kun asked me out to drink last night,” he says, pausing for a moment as he swallows his uncertainty down. It’s hard, but he toughs it up, knowing that they’re not going to be able to plan their actions well if he keeps this all to himself.
“And?” Aiba asks, but Jun insists to ask the harder question.
“Why?”
Sho purses his lips and tries to chase away the memory of Ohno’s misery curved over the older man’s shoulders, but couldn’t.
“Nino’s gotten himself a girlfriend,” he says, “and it’s fucking Leader up without either of them knowing it.” he finishes.
The silence that soon follows tells Sho he’s not the only one taking this very seriously, especially when he catches sight of Jun putting his head in between his hands, cursing under his breath.
“Oh, fuck.”
Fuck, indeed.
(December Drabble Fest - Day 2)