[Fic] One step forward, two steps back
Title : One step forward, two steps back (Final)
Pairing : Ohno/Nino
Rating : PG R
Genre : Drama. Light angst. Romance
Disclaimer : fiction desu
Note : So. Blame that epic Yakai episode for the abundance of Ohmiya feels. First part could be read HERE (Final part, for daisukidesu3 , thank you)
( One step forward, two steps back - 7)
“Where do you think you’re going?” Ohno grumbles, groggily, when he rolls out of Ohno’s embrace despite Ohno’s whines of protests, wincing as he does so. He feels loose and kind of disgusting, but the soft look on Ohno’s face compensates that. That and the soreness on his lower back as he rolls off the bed to make a quick trip to the bathroom to clean himself, feeling Ohno’s gaze on his back as he walks the rest of the way towards the bathroom.
“Nino?”
“Just a sec, you whiny imp,” he mutters, more to himself as he makes a quick work on cleaning himself, toweling the remains of his cum off his stomach and chest, and realizes he’s smiling to himself. It’s hard not to, when that swell of emotion he feels in his chest is making it difficult for him to focus on the soreness of his muscles knowing what it means.
Once done, he goes back inside, another clean towel in his hand, brandishing it to Ohno who’s eyeing him warmly, sleepily, from the bed. Ohno smiles back, boyish and looking so very pleased with himself, watching Nino watching him.
“Stop grinning, will you?”
“Can’t help it, sorry,” Ohno apologizes, sounding not even the least bit apologetic. Nino feels like he should be offended but he knows Ohno’s not - never that cruel. The last thing he would want is to offend Nino, especially not now, not after everything.
“Right. Why do I even bother?” He crawls his way up the bed and parks himself next to Ohno, before throwing the towel on Ohno’s crotch. Ohno barely even twitches.
“Because you love me?”
“I can’t help but wonder about that now, truly,” he says, clicking his tongue.
“Why?” Ohno asks, “Don’t tell me you’re having second thoughts?”
“Only thoughts of why I’m the one doing this when it should be the opposite. Cleaning up is supposed to be your job, you lazy shit,” he grumbles, without heat, as he takes the towel back and makes a quick swipe of it across Ohno’s belly, up his stomach and chest, before going back to Ohno’s dick to clean it up. Ohno simply hums, then giggles as if he can’t help it, gaze darting between Nino’s hand cleaning him up and Nino’s face, particularly his lips. He looks slightly embarrassed, and fond; Nino likes seeing that look on Ohno’s face, knowing it’s because of him.
“You’re already doing it anyway, so, I’ll just lie here and enjoy it.” Ohno says.
Nino shakes his head when he feels Ohno’s cock jerk in his grasp, squeezing it in retaliation only so he could hear Ohno’s answering groan. He barely manages to throw the towel aside before Ohno’s arms are around him, pulling him down in the same movement.
“Oof, hey, easy!”
“Nino, Nino, Nino,” Ohno chants into his hair when he’s close enough to do so, nuzzling his throat and making it generally impossible to be annoyed when Ohno is holding him close as if he’s running off the first chance he gets. Nino won’t; they’re in his apartment, after all, and if there’s anyone he’d suspect will run off after everything’s said and done, it’s not him.
It’s Ohno.
“I heard you the first two times, Leader,” he snorts, shaking his head but allowing it anyway. He’s still not sure where they’re heading after this, especially with their oncoming break looming in the horizon, but he trusts that it won’t be in two separate directions.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Ohno whispers after a while, and he realizes that it’s because he kept quiet. “Nino? Did I - Did I hurt you?”
That prompts him to action, springing from where he has his face mashed against Ohno’s chest so he could look Ohno in the eyes.
“No!” he exclaims, repeating himself softly afterwards with a smile. “No, Leader, you didn’t. I promise. It’s - It was wonderful. You didn’t hurt me, I swear.”
“You’re sure?” Ohno cups his cheek, voice still uncertain.
“Positive,” he says, leaning in to Ohno’s hand. He wants to say something else, more, but he realizes he doesn’t even know where to begin. There’s so much to be said about this, about the two of them, about the implications of what they did and what it could mean in the future, but he’s not sure how to address them, now.
And it’s not like he has doubts - okay, maybe he does, but he guesses that’s just to be expected; they can’t expect this to go as smoothly as they supposed it should, and that’s the reality of it. There would be expectations - from them as a group and as separate individuals, as adults, and he’s certain Ohno is aware of them too. He knows that at one point, they would have to talk it out, soon, maybe sooner, but for now, he is content to just enjoy this moment, with Ohno on his bed, holding him close and making up for all the years that they can’t be together like this.
Ohno had planned to take it slow, to wait a little bit longer, until the hiatus has started, but he guesses this, too, is unavoidable. Twenty years is such a long time after all, and Nino is honestly tired of waiting, too.
“You’re worried, aren’t you?” Ohno asks, and it’s as much a statement as it is a question.
He shakes his head. “Not as much as you think I am,” he says, and meaning it. “I know it’s going to be tough. I know it won’t be easy. But it’ll be okay. We will be.”
“Yes,” Ohno says, tugging him in for a soft kiss, hand splaying across the small of his back as if he can’t stand the tiny distance separating them. “I love you, you know?” Ohno mumbles, kissing both his cheeks, his eyes, his voice dropping low and soft.
“So much. I love you so much, Nino.”
Nino believes him. With all of his heart, he believes him.
He nods, breathes the same words into Ohno’s mouth, whispers, “I always have, Oh-chan,” his chest tight and feeling like he’s sixteen again when Ohno kisses him in return.
It won’t be easy, and he doesn’t expect things to be, not after this, but Ohno’s taken that one step forward to make it right.
It’s his turn to do the rest.
Pairing : Ohno/Nino
Rating : PG R
Genre : Drama. Light angst. Romance
Disclaimer : fiction desu
Note : So. Blame that epic Yakai episode for the abundance of Ohmiya feels. First part could be read HERE (Final part, for daisukidesu3 , thank you)
( One step forward, two steps back - 7)
“Where do you think you’re going?” Ohno grumbles, groggily, when he rolls out of Ohno’s embrace despite Ohno’s whines of protests, wincing as he does so. He feels loose and kind of disgusting, but the soft look on Ohno’s face compensates that. That and the soreness on his lower back as he rolls off the bed to make a quick trip to the bathroom to clean himself, feeling Ohno’s gaze on his back as he walks the rest of the way towards the bathroom.
“Nino?”
“Just a sec, you whiny imp,” he mutters, more to himself as he makes a quick work on cleaning himself, toweling the remains of his cum off his stomach and chest, and realizes he’s smiling to himself. It’s hard not to, when that swell of emotion he feels in his chest is making it difficult for him to focus on the soreness of his muscles knowing what it means.
Once done, he goes back inside, another clean towel in his hand, brandishing it to Ohno who’s eyeing him warmly, sleepily, from the bed. Ohno smiles back, boyish and looking so very pleased with himself, watching Nino watching him.
“Stop grinning, will you?”
“Can’t help it, sorry,” Ohno apologizes, sounding not even the least bit apologetic. Nino feels like he should be offended but he knows Ohno’s not - never that cruel. The last thing he would want is to offend Nino, especially not now, not after everything.
“Right. Why do I even bother?” He crawls his way up the bed and parks himself next to Ohno, before throwing the towel on Ohno’s crotch. Ohno barely even twitches.
“Because you love me?”
“I can’t help but wonder about that now, truly,” he says, clicking his tongue.
“Why?” Ohno asks, “Don’t tell me you’re having second thoughts?”
“Only thoughts of why I’m the one doing this when it should be the opposite. Cleaning up is supposed to be your job, you lazy shit,” he grumbles, without heat, as he takes the towel back and makes a quick swipe of it across Ohno’s belly, up his stomach and chest, before going back to Ohno’s dick to clean it up. Ohno simply hums, then giggles as if he can’t help it, gaze darting between Nino’s hand cleaning him up and Nino’s face, particularly his lips. He looks slightly embarrassed, and fond; Nino likes seeing that look on Ohno’s face, knowing it’s because of him.
“You’re already doing it anyway, so, I’ll just lie here and enjoy it.” Ohno says.
Nino shakes his head when he feels Ohno’s cock jerk in his grasp, squeezing it in retaliation only so he could hear Ohno’s answering groan. He barely manages to throw the towel aside before Ohno’s arms are around him, pulling him down in the same movement.
“Oof, hey, easy!”
“Nino, Nino, Nino,” Ohno chants into his hair when he’s close enough to do so, nuzzling his throat and making it generally impossible to be annoyed when Ohno is holding him close as if he’s running off the first chance he gets. Nino won’t; they’re in his apartment, after all, and if there’s anyone he’d suspect will run off after everything’s said and done, it’s not him.
It’s Ohno.
“I heard you the first two times, Leader,” he snorts, shaking his head but allowing it anyway. He’s still not sure where they’re heading after this, especially with their oncoming break looming in the horizon, but he trusts that it won’t be in two separate directions.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Ohno whispers after a while, and he realizes that it’s because he kept quiet. “Nino? Did I - Did I hurt you?”
That prompts him to action, springing from where he has his face mashed against Ohno’s chest so he could look Ohno in the eyes.
“No!” he exclaims, repeating himself softly afterwards with a smile. “No, Leader, you didn’t. I promise. It’s - It was wonderful. You didn’t hurt me, I swear.”
“You’re sure?” Ohno cups his cheek, voice still uncertain.
“Positive,” he says, leaning in to Ohno’s hand. He wants to say something else, more, but he realizes he doesn’t even know where to begin. There’s so much to be said about this, about the two of them, about the implications of what they did and what it could mean in the future, but he’s not sure how to address them, now.
And it’s not like he has doubts - okay, maybe he does, but he guesses that’s just to be expected; they can’t expect this to go as smoothly as they supposed it should, and that’s the reality of it. There would be expectations - from them as a group and as separate individuals, as adults, and he’s certain Ohno is aware of them too. He knows that at one point, they would have to talk it out, soon, maybe sooner, but for now, he is content to just enjoy this moment, with Ohno on his bed, holding him close and making up for all the years that they can’t be together like this.
Ohno had planned to take it slow, to wait a little bit longer, until the hiatus has started, but he guesses this, too, is unavoidable. Twenty years is such a long time after all, and Nino is honestly tired of waiting, too.
“You’re worried, aren’t you?” Ohno asks, and it’s as much a statement as it is a question.
He shakes his head. “Not as much as you think I am,” he says, and meaning it. “I know it’s going to be tough. I know it won’t be easy. But it’ll be okay. We will be.”
“Yes,” Ohno says, tugging him in for a soft kiss, hand splaying across the small of his back as if he can’t stand the tiny distance separating them. “I love you, you know?” Ohno mumbles, kissing both his cheeks, his eyes, his voice dropping low and soft.
“So much. I love you so much, Nino.”
Nino believes him. With all of his heart, he believes him.
He nods, breathes the same words into Ohno’s mouth, whispers, “I always have, Oh-chan,” his chest tight and feeling like he’s sixteen again when Ohno kisses him in return.
It won’t be easy, and he doesn’t expect things to be, not after this, but Ohno’s taken that one step forward to make it right.
It’s his turn to do the rest.