[Fic] Wrapped Up
Title : Wrapped Up
Rating : R
Pairing : Ohno/Nino (possibly Sho/Jun)
Summary : To be fair, Nino thought the whole thing was a joke.
Note : quick drabble for the lovely littlebadlei - well, that photo was certainly fic material heh. Stay safe, everyone!
The ad wouldn’t have caught his attention if Aiba didn’t mention it.
To be perfectly honest, he wouldn’t even think of looking at it twice, okay, that was a lie because, of course, he would, not that he didn’t want to; there were so much to look at, really, but Nino preferred to do that (and more) in the privacy of his own room, preferably with his headphones on and his box of tissue sitting next to his mouse, just in case.
At first, he was certain it was a joke. People nowadays tended to do crazy stuff to amuse themselves, after all, especially with the current situation the whole world was in. But he guessed it was just to be expected; apparently, government forcing its people to stay indoors to help prevent the spread of the disease meant lots of them were inclined to do stupid stuff to overcome their boredom.
Nino honestly thought this was one of those.
Truthfully, his first reaction when Aiba sent him the link that morning was to ignore it. He would have continued doing so if not for Aiba following that message with a quick knock on his door to bother him about it, and then talking about said link in vivid details even.
The ad was about that organic produce/grocery store found a couple of blocks away from their apartment that was apparently offering an ‘extra’ service. And that was why Nino thought the thing was a joke; the whole advertisement itself looked like something that came out straight from a porn website - the buff guy carrying a crateful of pineapples without a freaking stitch on, the words ‘If anyone in isolation needs groceries picking up, let us know…’ that accompanied said photo was tempting as it was amusing.
Nino honestly wondered how Aiba kept on finding this kind of things.
“Come on, Nino-chan, just check it out,” Aiba had said, voice raspy with excitement. “They have several employees you could choose from, to do the deliveries for you. Isn’t it cool?”
“You seriously want me to believe this thing is real?” he’d countered, because that was obviously the mature thing to do, instead of outright kicking Aiba out so he could finish Crash Landing on you in peace.
“Sure is!” Aiba had exclaimed, looking so very pleased with himself. “I’ve called them earlier to check. Apparently, they don’t really make their employees do the deliveries naked, but they do take a video of your chosen employee picking out the items on your order list without their clothes on. Then they send it to you while he’s on his way to deliver the items. Good idea, right?”
“No, it’s actually a very stupid idea,” he had grunted, because, seriously? Who the hell came up with these stupid ideas, anyway? “Also, I’m not interested. So, please leave. Captain Ri is waiting for me.”
“Captain who?”
“Never mind,” he had shoved Aiba then, to prove his point. “Leave me alone, okay? Didn’t you hear about social distancing to prevent the spread of the virus? Quit barging into my room everytime you feel like it!”
“Of course I did, but hey, I’m clean! Also, please don’t change the subject. I swear I won’t show this to you if I know I’ll only be wasting my time.”
Nino had snorted then. “Well, tough luck, Aiba-shi, because that’s exactly what you’re doing. Wasting my time, that is. What part of ‘I’m not interested’ is not clear to you? Do you want me to spell it out to you for you to understand that I. Am. Not. Interested. Now, shoo. I have an important series to finish and you being here is keeping me away from actually doing it.”
Aiba had grinned then, before offering him a wink that didn’t even look like one. The gesture had made him pause, only because he knew what that stupid would-be wink meant. Truthfully, before he could even get another word out, Aiba was cupping his face to hold him in place before literally shoving his phone to his face.
“Look at this one and tell me you’re not interested,” Aiba had said, as Nino’s eyes focused on the photos of a man on his phone screen, one was showing his face and the other his whole, naked body.
Nino felt his throat closed up as he swallowed through the sudden lump that lodged there.
Holy. Fucking. Hell.
“Right,” Aiba had said, just as he’d reached up to grip the phone with shaking fingers, bringing his phone closer to his face to stare at the photo. “You’re not interested. I can see that. Fine, I’ll leave you to your Korean drama series now. Let me know if you need anything.” Aiba had probably said, but he was no longer listening. He couldn’t, not really, not when all blood had ran south and he could feel the telltale feel of his dick standing in attention as he eyed the guy on his phone screen, the sleepy expression an honestly contradicting thing if compared to the gem that was his fine abs and that huge thing dangling in between his legs. Nino felt his mouth water for a completely different reason, wondering how long it would take for them to take his orders now if he called.
God, he was so screwed.
Rating : R
Pairing : Ohno/Nino (possibly Sho/Jun)
Summary : To be fair, Nino thought the whole thing was a joke.
Note : quick drabble for the lovely littlebadlei - well, that photo was certainly fic material heh. Stay safe, everyone!
The ad wouldn’t have caught his attention if Aiba didn’t mention it.
To be perfectly honest, he wouldn’t even think of looking at it twice, okay, that was a lie because, of course, he would, not that he didn’t want to; there were so much to look at, really, but Nino preferred to do that (and more) in the privacy of his own room, preferably with his headphones on and his box of tissue sitting next to his mouse, just in case.
At first, he was certain it was a joke. People nowadays tended to do crazy stuff to amuse themselves, after all, especially with the current situation the whole world was in. But he guessed it was just to be expected; apparently, government forcing its people to stay indoors to help prevent the spread of the disease meant lots of them were inclined to do stupid stuff to overcome their boredom.
Nino honestly thought this was one of those.
Truthfully, his first reaction when Aiba sent him the link that morning was to ignore it. He would have continued doing so if not for Aiba following that message with a quick knock on his door to bother him about it, and then talking about said link in vivid details even.
The ad was about that organic produce/grocery store found a couple of blocks away from their apartment that was apparently offering an ‘extra’ service. And that was why Nino thought the thing was a joke; the whole advertisement itself looked like something that came out straight from a porn website - the buff guy carrying a crateful of pineapples without a freaking stitch on, the words ‘If anyone in isolation needs groceries picking up, let us know…’ that accompanied said photo was tempting as it was amusing.
Nino honestly wondered how Aiba kept on finding this kind of things.
“Come on, Nino-chan, just check it out,” Aiba had said, voice raspy with excitement. “They have several employees you could choose from, to do the deliveries for you. Isn’t it cool?”
“You seriously want me to believe this thing is real?” he’d countered, because that was obviously the mature thing to do, instead of outright kicking Aiba out so he could finish Crash Landing on you in peace.
“Sure is!” Aiba had exclaimed, looking so very pleased with himself. “I’ve called them earlier to check. Apparently, they don’t really make their employees do the deliveries naked, but they do take a video of your chosen employee picking out the items on your order list without their clothes on. Then they send it to you while he’s on his way to deliver the items. Good idea, right?”
“No, it’s actually a very stupid idea,” he had grunted, because, seriously? Who the hell came up with these stupid ideas, anyway? “Also, I’m not interested. So, please leave. Captain Ri is waiting for me.”
“Captain who?”
“Never mind,” he had shoved Aiba then, to prove his point. “Leave me alone, okay? Didn’t you hear about social distancing to prevent the spread of the virus? Quit barging into my room everytime you feel like it!”
“Of course I did, but hey, I’m clean! Also, please don’t change the subject. I swear I won’t show this to you if I know I’ll only be wasting my time.”
Nino had snorted then. “Well, tough luck, Aiba-shi, because that’s exactly what you’re doing. Wasting my time, that is. What part of ‘I’m not interested’ is not clear to you? Do you want me to spell it out to you for you to understand that I. Am. Not. Interested. Now, shoo. I have an important series to finish and you being here is keeping me away from actually doing it.”
Aiba had grinned then, before offering him a wink that didn’t even look like one. The gesture had made him pause, only because he knew what that stupid would-be wink meant. Truthfully, before he could even get another word out, Aiba was cupping his face to hold him in place before literally shoving his phone to his face.
“Look at this one and tell me you’re not interested,” Aiba had said, as Nino’s eyes focused on the photos of a man on his phone screen, one was showing his face and the other his whole, naked body.
Nino felt his throat closed up as he swallowed through the sudden lump that lodged there.
Holy. Fucking. Hell.
“Right,” Aiba had said, just as he’d reached up to grip the phone with shaking fingers, bringing his phone closer to his face to stare at the photo. “You’re not interested. I can see that. Fine, I’ll leave you to your Korean drama series now. Let me know if you need anything.” Aiba had probably said, but he was no longer listening. He couldn’t, not really, not when all blood had ran south and he could feel the telltale feel of his dick standing in attention as he eyed the guy on his phone screen, the sleepy expression an honestly contradicting thing if compared to the gem that was his fine abs and that huge thing dangling in between his legs. Nino felt his mouth water for a completely different reason, wondering how long it would take for them to take his orders now if he called.
God, he was so screwed.