December Drabble Fest - Day 12
Title : December Drabble Fest Day 12 : Keep you safe
Rating : PG
Pairing : Ohno/Nino, Gen Arashi Friendship
Summary : He knows he’d said something along the lines of simply wanting to hear Ohno’s voice - it’s the truth, yes, but, did he really have to phrase it like that as if he couldn’t help himself, as if he’s Leader-hungry and - God if that’s not the stupidest thing he’d ever came up with, he’s certain that hanging up right after even more so.
Note : Circa 2006 - 2008, Nino filming in America! Continuation of Day 10, enjoy!
(December Drabble Fest Day 11)
Somehow, he couldn’t bring himself to call Ohno back, even though he promised that he would.
He couldn’t - he wanted to but he couldn’t, because he was too busy mulling over the conversation in his head, about what he’d actually said during it that he’d eventually scared himself in the process.
He knows he’d said something along the lines of simply wanting to hear Ohno’s voice - it’s the truth, yes, but, did he really have to phrase it like that as if he couldn’t help himself, as if he’s Leader-hungry and - God if that’s not the stupidest thing he’d ever came up with, he’s certain that hanging up right after even more so.
He gives his phone another look, contemplating between throwing it against the wall and crying, wondering when he’d become this stupid person who couldn’t keep his emotions in check, when he knows better.
He does neither, and instead puts his head in between his hands, groans under his breath and hope for the best.
+
“He tripped and fell; we were told he fell off the stage but Satoshi-kun insisted he didn’t. That he just tripped and that he’s okay, but they still took him to the hospital, just to be sure.” Sho is saying, and Nino knows he should pay attention but he can’t - there’s that ugly twisting in his stomach that is making it difficult for him to focus, to stay calm, feeling that unfamiliar frisson at the tips of his fingers and knowing exactly what it could mean.
“I -”
“Nino, Nino? Still here, Nino?”
He swallows past the fear that lodges itself in his throat, shuts his eyes and wills the words out.
“Y-Yeah, yes, I’m still here,” he manages to grit out despite the difficulty, his throat closing up in fear, in worry, and oh God, Ohno. “Sho-chan, I - are you sure Leader’s okay? I mean, oh my God, I don’t think they’re going to let me go home even if I beg, we’re down to the last few -”
“Nino, will you calm down? He’s fine, it’s just a sprain. Jesus. This is why he didn’t want us to tell you, but I just thought you should know. He’s not dying or anything, for fuck’s sake, get a grip.”
Nino knows he should, but it’s obviously easier said than done. He should know better, he tells himself, but if it’s nothing, why did Sho even bother? What if it’s not just a simple sprain? What if it’s not a simple injury? He needs to hear it from the person himself, consequences be damned.
“Sho-chan, I’m hanging up, I - thank you for calling me but I just need to - I have to call Leader -”
“But Nino -”
“I’ll talk to you later, bye.” he says, knows he should apologize to Sho for being rude, yes, but maybe later, as he fiddles with his phone to find Ohno’s number with shaking fingers.
+
By some rather unexpected twist of fate, when Nino dialed Ohno’s number, Ohno answered right away.
It’s embarrassing, somehow, because once he heard Ohno’s voice calling out his name from the other end of the line, he ends up not being able to say anything. His throat feels too clogged to speak, mumbling unintelligible words while Ohno chuckles at him in return.
“I’m okay,” Ohno says, gentle. Nino can’t, for the life of him, understand how Ohno simply gets him, when most of the time, he can barely understand himself. “If you’re calling to check how I’m doing, that is. Who called you this time? Jun-kun? Or was it Aiba-chan?”
“It doesn’t matter,” he says, “Why didn’t you want to tell me?” he counters, feeling slightly irritated for some reason. Now that he’s made aware that his worries is (not) unfounded, he feels the prick of something else in his chest.
A beat, then the sound of Ohno’s quiet sigh filling the awkward silence.
“I didn’t want to worry you, and besides, it’s nothing. I just tripped, stumbled a little; it’s obviously not something worth mentioning about.”
He snorts despite himself. “That’s not for you to decide, you know.”
“Fine, alright, I’m sorry, okay? I hope you’re not angry, and if you are -”
“I’m not,” he cuts in and heaves a sigh of relief. He’s still feeling a little off but he’s so much better now that he’s heard Ohno’s voice. “I’m not, okay? I just. I need you tell me you’re okay. I mean, how are you feeling? Why did they have to take you to the hospital if it’s just a simple sprain?” he asks nevertheless.
Ohno’s voice sounded lighter when he answers next, as Nino stands there, listening to Ohno rumbling about miscalculating his steps and worrying everyone who saw him. Nino keeps listening, imagining Ohno in this moment, smiling through the pain and hoping this accident won’t happen again.
Nino says nothing, frustrated and equal-parts regretful for not being there by Ohno’s side, where he honestly wants to be at the moment.
(December Drabble Fest Day 13)
Rating : PG
Pairing : Ohno/Nino, Gen Arashi Friendship
Summary : He knows he’d said something along the lines of simply wanting to hear Ohno’s voice - it’s the truth, yes, but, did he really have to phrase it like that as if he couldn’t help himself, as if he’s Leader-hungry and - God if that’s not the stupidest thing he’d ever came up with, he’s certain that hanging up right after even more so.
Note : Circa 2006 - 2008, Nino filming in America! Continuation of Day 10, enjoy!
(December Drabble Fest Day 11)
Somehow, he couldn’t bring himself to call Ohno back, even though he promised that he would.
He couldn’t - he wanted to but he couldn’t, because he was too busy mulling over the conversation in his head, about what he’d actually said during it that he’d eventually scared himself in the process.
He knows he’d said something along the lines of simply wanting to hear Ohno’s voice - it’s the truth, yes, but, did he really have to phrase it like that as if he couldn’t help himself, as if he’s Leader-hungry and - God if that’s not the stupidest thing he’d ever came up with, he’s certain that hanging up right after even more so.
He gives his phone another look, contemplating between throwing it against the wall and crying, wondering when he’d become this stupid person who couldn’t keep his emotions in check, when he knows better.
He does neither, and instead puts his head in between his hands, groans under his breath and hope for the best.
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“He tripped and fell; we were told he fell off the stage but Satoshi-kun insisted he didn’t. That he just tripped and that he’s okay, but they still took him to the hospital, just to be sure.” Sho is saying, and Nino knows he should pay attention but he can’t - there’s that ugly twisting in his stomach that is making it difficult for him to focus, to stay calm, feeling that unfamiliar frisson at the tips of his fingers and knowing exactly what it could mean.
“I -”
“Nino, Nino? Still here, Nino?”
He swallows past the fear that lodges itself in his throat, shuts his eyes and wills the words out.
“Y-Yeah, yes, I’m still here,” he manages to grit out despite the difficulty, his throat closing up in fear, in worry, and oh God, Ohno. “Sho-chan, I - are you sure Leader’s okay? I mean, oh my God, I don’t think they’re going to let me go home even if I beg, we’re down to the last few -”
“Nino, will you calm down? He’s fine, it’s just a sprain. Jesus. This is why he didn’t want us to tell you, but I just thought you should know. He’s not dying or anything, for fuck’s sake, get a grip.”
Nino knows he should, but it’s obviously easier said than done. He should know better, he tells himself, but if it’s nothing, why did Sho even bother? What if it’s not just a simple sprain? What if it’s not a simple injury? He needs to hear it from the person himself, consequences be damned.
“Sho-chan, I’m hanging up, I - thank you for calling me but I just need to - I have to call Leader -”
“But Nino -”
“I’ll talk to you later, bye.” he says, knows he should apologize to Sho for being rude, yes, but maybe later, as he fiddles with his phone to find Ohno’s number with shaking fingers.
+
By some rather unexpected twist of fate, when Nino dialed Ohno’s number, Ohno answered right away.
It’s embarrassing, somehow, because once he heard Ohno’s voice calling out his name from the other end of the line, he ends up not being able to say anything. His throat feels too clogged to speak, mumbling unintelligible words while Ohno chuckles at him in return.
“I’m okay,” Ohno says, gentle. Nino can’t, for the life of him, understand how Ohno simply gets him, when most of the time, he can barely understand himself. “If you’re calling to check how I’m doing, that is. Who called you this time? Jun-kun? Or was it Aiba-chan?”
“It doesn’t matter,” he says, “Why didn’t you want to tell me?” he counters, feeling slightly irritated for some reason. Now that he’s made aware that his worries is (not) unfounded, he feels the prick of something else in his chest.
A beat, then the sound of Ohno’s quiet sigh filling the awkward silence.
“I didn’t want to worry you, and besides, it’s nothing. I just tripped, stumbled a little; it’s obviously not something worth mentioning about.”
He snorts despite himself. “That’s not for you to decide, you know.”
“Fine, alright, I’m sorry, okay? I hope you’re not angry, and if you are -”
“I’m not,” he cuts in and heaves a sigh of relief. He’s still feeling a little off but he’s so much better now that he’s heard Ohno’s voice. “I’m not, okay? I just. I need you tell me you’re okay. I mean, how are you feeling? Why did they have to take you to the hospital if it’s just a simple sprain?” he asks nevertheless.
Ohno’s voice sounded lighter when he answers next, as Nino stands there, listening to Ohno rumbling about miscalculating his steps and worrying everyone who saw him. Nino keeps listening, imagining Ohno in this moment, smiling through the pain and hoping this accident won’t happen again.
Nino says nothing, frustrated and equal-parts regretful for not being there by Ohno’s side, where he honestly wants to be at the moment.
(December Drabble Fest Day 13)