Multi-Chapter:New Feelings 4/?
Title: New Feelings 4/?
Pairings:ShoxAiba
Genre:Romance, Fluff
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Plot mine, boys not mine
Word Count: 1268
Summary: Sho is a rebel and he runs away from home a few weeks before college starts.
Fanfic Masterpost
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Sho slid out of his blanket when he realized it was 7am. He stretched his arms out in the air and jumped out of bed, half expecting Aiba was cooking him breakfast. But as he was washing his mouth in the bathroom, there wasn’t the smell of bacon and the sound of food sizzling against the black pan. He also found it strange how there weren’t even sounds of the floorboards creaking through the door. Aiba’s footsteps were usually the first thing he heard since living in the hotel.
“Aiba-san?” Sho poked his head out the bathroom door, “are you cooking breakfast for me?” There was no answer and Sho started to feel worried. It was usually the right time of the day for Aiba to pop out of nowhere and start asking him questions again. Yet there was still time for Aiba to come in anytime and he’ll just have to wait.
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Sho checked the little arm in his watch and exhaled in frustration. It was past 10 am, Aiba still hasn’t showed up, and his plate was empty except for that loaf of bread that he munched on earlier--cooking isn’t his forte. His patience was growing thin and he felt like his eyes were starting to grow eye bags. He was starting to feel like he’s done something wrong or something even worse like Aiba quitting his job. He wasn’t that hard on him yesterday…was he?
Sho’s patience broke the ice when it was already past 1pm and he was going around the hotel like a mad man. He may have startled a few guests that passed by him, but they stopped complaining when they saw his face and gasped in horror, silently praying that his dad doesn’t take them off their job. But he didn’t care as he brushed against their shoulder, murmuring about how someone’s gone missing.
“Where is he?” Sho barged in the manager’s office, “where’s that damn bell boy?”
“W-who do you m-mean?” the head manager of Arashi hotel stuttered when he realized the rude intruder. “Is it that A-Aiba boy you’re l-looking for?”
Sho grabbed the old man’s collar and forced the man forward, “Tell me where he is! I haven’t ate my damn breakfast yet!”
“I’m sorry, Sakurai-san, but the boy took a sick excuse th-”
“What?!” Sho released his grip, “when?!”
“Through the phone!” the old man scurried to the other side of the small office room, “he was coughing pretty bad. I think it’s best if-”
“Tell me his address,” Sho interrupted the old man yet again, “I can’t stand it when my breakfast isn’t in my stomach.” Truth was, Sho didn’t care about his breakfast. He could go the whole day without ever eating something and starve whenever his stomach growled.
After scribbling down Aiba’s address on a small paper, he rushed back upstairs, grabbed his keys, and drove far south to Chiba in search for the bell boy that was missing. After getting through the worst traffic of the year, Sho parked his car in front of a restaurant called Keikarou. The restaurant, as explained by the manager, was owned by Aiba‘s parents and it‘s been standing there for more than a hundred years. The place looked like it was in a good condition, and Sho was amazed at how there were still customers coming in the small restaurant.
“Irrashaima-”
Sho’s eyes grew wide when he was greeted by the same tall male that worked for him back at the hotel. He was about to drag Aiba away, but there was this woman, that he guessed was Aiba’s mom, calling for Aiba’s name frantically.
“I’m sorry… Sho-san,” it was visible Aiba was still having a hard time calling Sho by his first name, “my mom she-”
“It’s fine,” Sho waved his hand to gesture Aiba can go, “I’ll just wait.” With that said, he watched Aiba run awkwardly to his mother, and he walked back outside of the restaurant, waiting for Aiba to finish work.
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After the small hand in his watched reached 9pm, the lights to the restaurant turned off and Aiba came out while rubbing his hands together for warmth. Sho watched the tall male lock the restaurant behind him and stopped when he saw that Sho was still waiting for him and was shaking real badly.
“I thought you left!” Aiba ran to Sho’s side and gave him a pair of gloves from his pocket, “you can have this… I didn’t even need it….”
Sho immediately accepted the offer when he saw the gloves come out from Aiba’s pockets. He put them on without thinking about the other male and noticed that it was still warm. After putting them on, he felt kind of warm, other than the fact that his face was starting to feel even warmer.
A minute has passed and the two males were still standing under the lamp and either of them uttered a word. Sho only kicked some blooming weeds on the floor, while Aiba was still rubbing his hands together and was blowing on it. Then Sho remembered the reason why he was suffering in the cold when he was supposed to be back at his hotel, snuggling with the blanket that belonged to the hotel.
“I though you were sick?!” Sho raised his voice as if he was scolding him, “What are you doing still working?!”
The bell boy jumped a little when he heard Sho’s loud voice and answered in an honest tone, “My parents needed extra help. Manager-san won’t let me leave unless I was sick. So I had no choice but to-”
“AH! I don’t care!” Sho scratched his head in irritation. He couldn’t understand why anyone would want to do something as stupid as that. If he were to make a sick excuse, he would use that time to go out and party; not to work for another thing and waste precious time there.
“I want to go back!” Sho whined a little kid what wants a puppy, “make me dinner. I’m so hungry~”
“I’m so sorry,” Aiba bowed politely with an unchanging tone, “I took 2 days off and I won’t be back until Sunday…”
Sho pouted, but not visible enough for Aiba to see it. It would be nice to be able to eat dinner while Aiba was around, but now he had to go home and-
“Wait!” Sho closed the driver’s seat and locked the car after, “why don’t I have dinner in there? It is a restaurant, right?” He eagerly pointed to Keikarou and Sho was smiling from ear to ear.
He heard Aiba sigh and the latter turned around. “I guess that could work. My parents doesn’t mind company…”
“Great!” Sho patted Aiba in the back, “open that restaurant!”
After being told do so, Aiba went first then Sho followed in suit. Just as Aiba was about to put his hand on the handle, Sho reached out for the same object but pulled away. “Sorry,” he mumbled, “j-just open the door.”
Aiba didn’t say anything further when the door opened and Sho followed him to the back. Why was Aiba’s hand so cold? Sho thought. Then he rubbed his hands together and did a silent face slap. Damn it, this was his and he gave it to me. Just how stupid can I be? Despite the letter of acceptance from Keio, Sho felt that he didn’t deserve to go to the school as he slowly took off the gloves and stuffed it in his jacket, ashamed and embarrassed of himself.
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A/N: Posted! I hate Google Chrome on my computer. So I started using Firefox again and realized that I shouldn't have stopped using it. It's much more faster.
Comments are loved!! :D
Chapter 3 | Chapter 5
Pairings:ShoxAiba
Genre:Romance, Fluff
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Plot mine, boys not mine
Word Count: 1268
Summary: Sho is a rebel and he runs away from home a few weeks before college starts.
Fanfic Masterpost
++++++++++
Sho slid out of his blanket when he realized it was 7am. He stretched his arms out in the air and jumped out of bed, half expecting Aiba was cooking him breakfast. But as he was washing his mouth in the bathroom, there wasn’t the smell of bacon and the sound of food sizzling against the black pan. He also found it strange how there weren’t even sounds of the floorboards creaking through the door. Aiba’s footsteps were usually the first thing he heard since living in the hotel.
“Aiba-san?” Sho poked his head out the bathroom door, “are you cooking breakfast for me?” There was no answer and Sho started to feel worried. It was usually the right time of the day for Aiba to pop out of nowhere and start asking him questions again. Yet there was still time for Aiba to come in anytime and he’ll just have to wait.
+
Sho checked the little arm in his watch and exhaled in frustration. It was past 10 am, Aiba still hasn’t showed up, and his plate was empty except for that loaf of bread that he munched on earlier--cooking isn’t his forte. His patience was growing thin and he felt like his eyes were starting to grow eye bags. He was starting to feel like he’s done something wrong or something even worse like Aiba quitting his job. He wasn’t that hard on him yesterday…was he?
Sho’s patience broke the ice when it was already past 1pm and he was going around the hotel like a mad man. He may have startled a few guests that passed by him, but they stopped complaining when they saw his face and gasped in horror, silently praying that his dad doesn’t take them off their job. But he didn’t care as he brushed against their shoulder, murmuring about how someone’s gone missing.
“Where is he?” Sho barged in the manager’s office, “where’s that damn bell boy?”
“W-who do you m-mean?” the head manager of Arashi hotel stuttered when he realized the rude intruder. “Is it that A-Aiba boy you’re l-looking for?”
Sho grabbed the old man’s collar and forced the man forward, “Tell me where he is! I haven’t ate my damn breakfast yet!”
“I’m sorry, Sakurai-san, but the boy took a sick excuse th-”
“What?!” Sho released his grip, “when?!”
“Through the phone!” the old man scurried to the other side of the small office room, “he was coughing pretty bad. I think it’s best if-”
“Tell me his address,” Sho interrupted the old man yet again, “I can’t stand it when my breakfast isn’t in my stomach.” Truth was, Sho didn’t care about his breakfast. He could go the whole day without ever eating something and starve whenever his stomach growled.
After scribbling down Aiba’s address on a small paper, he rushed back upstairs, grabbed his keys, and drove far south to Chiba in search for the bell boy that was missing. After getting through the worst traffic of the year, Sho parked his car in front of a restaurant called Keikarou. The restaurant, as explained by the manager, was owned by Aiba‘s parents and it‘s been standing there for more than a hundred years. The place looked like it was in a good condition, and Sho was amazed at how there were still customers coming in the small restaurant.
“Irrashaima-”
Sho’s eyes grew wide when he was greeted by the same tall male that worked for him back at the hotel. He was about to drag Aiba away, but there was this woman, that he guessed was Aiba’s mom, calling for Aiba’s name frantically.
“I’m sorry… Sho-san,” it was visible Aiba was still having a hard time calling Sho by his first name, “my mom she-”
“It’s fine,” Sho waved his hand to gesture Aiba can go, “I’ll just wait.” With that said, he watched Aiba run awkwardly to his mother, and he walked back outside of the restaurant, waiting for Aiba to finish work.
+
After the small hand in his watched reached 9pm, the lights to the restaurant turned off and Aiba came out while rubbing his hands together for warmth. Sho watched the tall male lock the restaurant behind him and stopped when he saw that Sho was still waiting for him and was shaking real badly.
“I thought you left!” Aiba ran to Sho’s side and gave him a pair of gloves from his pocket, “you can have this… I didn’t even need it….”
Sho immediately accepted the offer when he saw the gloves come out from Aiba’s pockets. He put them on without thinking about the other male and noticed that it was still warm. After putting them on, he felt kind of warm, other than the fact that his face was starting to feel even warmer.
A minute has passed and the two males were still standing under the lamp and either of them uttered a word. Sho only kicked some blooming weeds on the floor, while Aiba was still rubbing his hands together and was blowing on it. Then Sho remembered the reason why he was suffering in the cold when he was supposed to be back at his hotel, snuggling with the blanket that belonged to the hotel.
“I though you were sick?!” Sho raised his voice as if he was scolding him, “What are you doing still working?!”
The bell boy jumped a little when he heard Sho’s loud voice and answered in an honest tone, “My parents needed extra help. Manager-san won’t let me leave unless I was sick. So I had no choice but to-”
“AH! I don’t care!” Sho scratched his head in irritation. He couldn’t understand why anyone would want to do something as stupid as that. If he were to make a sick excuse, he would use that time to go out and party; not to work for another thing and waste precious time there.
“I want to go back!” Sho whined a little kid what wants a puppy, “make me dinner. I’m so hungry~”
“I’m so sorry,” Aiba bowed politely with an unchanging tone, “I took 2 days off and I won’t be back until Sunday…”
Sho pouted, but not visible enough for Aiba to see it. It would be nice to be able to eat dinner while Aiba was around, but now he had to go home and-
“Wait!” Sho closed the driver’s seat and locked the car after, “why don’t I have dinner in there? It is a restaurant, right?” He eagerly pointed to Keikarou and Sho was smiling from ear to ear.
He heard Aiba sigh and the latter turned around. “I guess that could work. My parents doesn’t mind company…”
“Great!” Sho patted Aiba in the back, “open that restaurant!”
After being told do so, Aiba went first then Sho followed in suit. Just as Aiba was about to put his hand on the handle, Sho reached out for the same object but pulled away. “Sorry,” he mumbled, “j-just open the door.”
Aiba didn’t say anything further when the door opened and Sho followed him to the back. Why was Aiba’s hand so cold? Sho thought. Then he rubbed his hands together and did a silent face slap. Damn it, this was his and he gave it to me. Just how stupid can I be? Despite the letter of acceptance from Keio, Sho felt that he didn’t deserve to go to the school as he slowly took off the gloves and stuffed it in his jacket, ashamed and embarrassed of himself.
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A/N: Posted! I hate Google Chrome on my computer. So I started using Firefox again and realized that I shouldn't have stopped using it. It's much more faster.
Comments are loved!! :D
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