Drabble Challenge vol. 2 - Day 8
Title: Shall we dance? for aimiyalover
Author: Saana
Disc.: this is a fanfiction, which means I’m a fan and this is fiction
Prompt:
#34. Dance with me!
#66. Oh, are you ticklish?
#106. No way, that's so lame!
Pairing: Aimiya
Genre: romance/fluff
Music was thumping through the club, creating the illusion that even the floor under your foot was vibrating with it.
Aiba was watching his boyfriend. Nino was nursing his drink, his head bobbing to the rhythm of the music and occasionally he was even mouthing along with the lyrics. It was so cute it made Masaki fall for Nino all over again. Impulsive as he was, Aiba got up from his seat and reached for Nino’s hand.
“Dance with me!” he said with a wide smile.
Nino frowned but Aiba could spot the blush spreading on his pale cheeks despite the low lights of the club.
“No way, that’s so lame!” Nino protested yet made no real attempt to free his hand from Masaki’s hold.
Aiba just chuckled at Nino’s reply.
“You may say that now but if I remember correctly, which I’m sure I do, coming here was your idea, mister…” Aiba said leaning closer, brushing his lips to Nino’s cheek chastely. “So quit complaining and come now!” he said tugging on his lover’s hand playfully until Nino did get up and followed him to the dancefloor…
“See? It’s not lame at all” Masaki whispered teasingly in Nino’s ear.
“Maybe…” Nino said reluctantly yet tightening his arms around Aiba’s shoulder as they moved together.
“Maybe, you say… Well, maybe I should try harder…” Aiba mused aloud though not loud enough for Nino to hear his words clearly with the music pounding around them.
But Nino did feel when Aiba’s hands started to make their way up from his hips.
“Stop it!” he hissed giggling, trying to squirm away from those offending fingers while he still refused to release his hold on his boyfriend.
“Oh, are you ticklish?” Aiba asked feigning innocence but his eyes dancing with mirth.
“You’re impossible! You know I am!” Nino whined, slapping Aiba’s shoulder lightly.
“But you love me even though I’m impossible!” Aiba said grinning triumphantly.
Nino’s answer was only rising to his tiptoes to kiss his boyfriend silent, and hoping it will distract him enough to forget about tickling him again…
A/N: I'm starting to see the fun in writing Aimiya 😍 though I still prefer bratty!Nino and innocent!Aiba, I have to admit it's fun to write them in role reversal 😁 I hope you like it too 😊 don't forget that it's still okay to leave prompts here
Author: Saana
Disc.: this is a fanfiction, which means I’m a fan and this is fiction
Prompt:
#34. Dance with me!
#66. Oh, are you ticklish?
#106. No way, that's so lame!
Pairing: Aimiya
Genre: romance/fluff
Music was thumping through the club, creating the illusion that even the floor under your foot was vibrating with it.
Aiba was watching his boyfriend. Nino was nursing his drink, his head bobbing to the rhythm of the music and occasionally he was even mouthing along with the lyrics. It was so cute it made Masaki fall for Nino all over again. Impulsive as he was, Aiba got up from his seat and reached for Nino’s hand.
“Dance with me!” he said with a wide smile.
Nino frowned but Aiba could spot the blush spreading on his pale cheeks despite the low lights of the club.
“No way, that’s so lame!” Nino protested yet made no real attempt to free his hand from Masaki’s hold.
Aiba just chuckled at Nino’s reply.
“You may say that now but if I remember correctly, which I’m sure I do, coming here was your idea, mister…” Aiba said leaning closer, brushing his lips to Nino’s cheek chastely. “So quit complaining and come now!” he said tugging on his lover’s hand playfully until Nino did get up and followed him to the dancefloor…
“See? It’s not lame at all” Masaki whispered teasingly in Nino’s ear.
“Maybe…” Nino said reluctantly yet tightening his arms around Aiba’s shoulder as they moved together.
“Maybe, you say… Well, maybe I should try harder…” Aiba mused aloud though not loud enough for Nino to hear his words clearly with the music pounding around them.
But Nino did feel when Aiba’s hands started to make their way up from his hips.
“Stop it!” he hissed giggling, trying to squirm away from those offending fingers while he still refused to release his hold on his boyfriend.
“Oh, are you ticklish?” Aiba asked feigning innocence but his eyes dancing with mirth.
“You’re impossible! You know I am!” Nino whined, slapping Aiba’s shoulder lightly.
“But you love me even though I’m impossible!” Aiba said grinning triumphantly.
Nino’s answer was only rising to his tiptoes to kiss his boyfriend silent, and hoping it will distract him enough to forget about tickling him again…
A/N: I'm starting to see the fun in writing Aimiya 😍 though I still prefer bratty!Nino and innocent!Aiba, I have to admit it's fun to write them in role reversal 😁 I hope you like it too 😊 don't forget that it's still okay to leave prompts here