Do You Want To?
Title: Do You Want To?
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Nino/Touma
Disclaimer: I guess Johnny’s technically owns Arashi, huh? Not me.
Summary: For the melody lingers on
AN ARASHI FICTION QUEST
Do You Want To by Franz Ferdinand
Nino wasn’t sure what his problem was.
Arashi was as popular as ever, he had miles of television appearances, time to play all of his new games (albeit at the expense of sleep, but who needed sleep?), and his bank balance had already succeeded his goal set for the end of the year.
But something was missing.
At the time he voiced this problem to Ohno, who was listening but not offering any advice (not that Nino found that surprising), Aiba cut in behind them with a cheeky grin.
“Ah, you’re probably lonely!”
“How can I be lonely?” Nino scoffed, promptly tucking his head against Ohno’s neck in his usual spot as if to prove a point.
Bouncing around to the front of the couch and plopping down next to his friend, the miracle boy chuckled and replied, “What I mean is, you need some love!”
“Oh-chan loves me,” the gamer replied immediately, looking at the older man for confirmation and receiving it with Ohno’s usual smile.
“Not that kind of love,” Aiba sighed, rolling his eyes in an over-exaggerated fashion. “I mean like a girlfriend or a boyfriend!”
Nino pouted. Although he did get enough affection during the week between Ohno’s cuddling, Aiba’s hugs, Jun’s occasional handmade meal, and Sho’s random supplements, sometimes when he was laying in his bed at home after a long day of playing his Wii, recently he had found himself wishing there was someone there to share it with him.
But admitting that to Aiba would be like admitting surrender, so Nino simply turned his head into Ohno’s skin and pretended to fall asleep.
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Wondering why he was here and already knowing the answer, Nino sighed and leaned his head against the wall.
He was at Jun’s flat for a party, although he wasn’t in his usual party mood. Most of the time he loved little networking things like this, especially when he didn’t have to pay for them, but tonight he was feeling suffocated by the crowded room of Jun’s friends. No one had tried talking to him, his aura fairly obvious, and Nino decided he’d had enough.
Sneaking into Jun’s bedroom, where the lights were off and the sounds of the party were muffled in a surreal way, he slid under the soft blanket and closed his eyes, not bothering to spare his clothes the wrinkles that would no doubt be there when he woke up. Jun wouldn’t mind him borrowing the bed and Nino didn’t feel like going home to his empty apartment either, Aiba’s words from a few days earlier haunting him before he went to sleep almost every night since. Besides, Jun would probably wrap him in his arms once the party was over and the clean up was taken care of, and although it was completely platonic, maybe it would temporarily sate Nino’s sudden desire for companionship.
As he had during almost ever free moment from when this had all been brought to the forefront, Nino contemplated how to fix the problem of a significant other, trying to find a solution to his dilemma, as he closed his eyes.
There was a different between loving someone else and being loved in return. The hard part and the most important would be to find someone to care for him as much as he cared, which is why he hadn’t found anyone good enough yet. The people he currently saw that way obviously didn’t reciprocate, and he couldn’t stand to be with someone whom he didn’t love either.
Nino could feel that a solution would present itself eventually, but he wasn’t patient enough to wait for it.
Still trying to come up with something himself, the idol slowly felt the foggy relaxation of rest settle behind his eyelids.
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Less than an hour after he had fallen asleep, Nino sat up straight in Jun’s bed, his hair mussed from the little bit of turning he had done while in the gray area between conscious and not.
Ah! He knew what to do. It was so simple! Why hadn’t he thought of it before?
Without bothering to check his appearance, the gamer darted back out into the living room, where there were even more people than before, with a completely different demeanor than earlier.
After the woman being chatted up by a Johnny’s boy gave him a surprised and cautious look, the gamer forced himself to relax and instead of the wild look he’d been sporting a minute ago, he nonchalantly glanced around the room.
Eyeing the guests as he went, Nino made his way around the large living area twice. He stood in the same corner he had before, his mind crazy with possibilities, and unconsciously tucked in hands into his pockets.
But after ten minutes he hadn’t found what he was looking for.
The idol slowly headed to the kitchen, where he knew Jun would be, and even though Jun wasn’t the prime candidate for his plan of action, he was at least on the list.
Nino grinned when he saw his friend leaning against the counter, an almost empty wine glass in hand, chatting with two other men, Yamapi and Touma.
And Touma was much higher on the list than Jun was.
“Hey,” the gamer immediately interrupted the conversation, but instead of an annoyed look, Jun laughed at him, drunker than he probably should be at his own party.
“Where’d you go, Nino? I was looking for you…” the younger Arashi member slurred out, but Nino ignored him and instead pulled on Touma’s arm to get him away from the trio.
“Mind if I borrow him for a second?” he asked with an innocent smile, and Jun laughed again.
“If you promise to return him!” came the immediate reply from the drunken star, and Yamapi giggled with him.
As polite as he thought was necessary, Nino backed away and took Touma to Jun’s bedroom, not answering the taller man’s questioning hum.
Once the buzz of the party was muffled by the closed door and the two of them were standing in the dark together, the gamer pushed his prey over to Jun’s bed, forcing him down with a smirk that he knew couldn’t be made out in the dark.
“Nino? Seriously. What the hell?” Touma asked in almost a worried tone. “Did you want to talk about something?”
“Not really,” the other man replied, crawling onto the bed next to his friend and laying down. He pulled Touma after him and when they were staring at his other, both heads on Jun’s expensive feather pillows, Nino finally took Touma’s arm and set it around his slim waist.
“Uh…?”
There was silence for a second until the spoiled gamer nuzzled his head against the bigger man’s chest and got comfortable.
“Nino?” Touma tried again.
He only got a content sigh in return.
“What’s this all about?” Touma asked in a more subdued tone, tilting his head down to look at Nino, but got a mouthful of hair instead.
“If all you’re going to do is sleep, why am I here?” This time his voice sounded a little annoyed.
After a full minute of waiting, Touma finally threatened, “I’m going to leave if you don’t tell me.”
Nino clicked his tongue in irritation and secured his arms around Touma’s waist so he couldn’t follow through.
“When I woke up tonight,” he started slowly, “I said, I’m gonna make somebody love me.”
The younger body stiffened. “What?”
“I’m gonna make somebody love me,” Nino replied, as if reassuring himself that his plan would be a success. He didn’t want to wait around for that special moment when he would just click with someone so instead he decided to take fate into his own hands and make it happen. “And now I know that it’s you.”
At first he had thought he would just experiment to see if it was possible, to make someone love him, but when he saw Touma standing there smiling and chatting with Jun, Nino knew this was the real deal.
Which was okay with him. Although Touma was technically number two on his “loved the most by Ninomiya Kazunari” list, he knew things with Takeuchi Yuko would never work out properly.
So he was going to put his full effort into making Touma love him.
“You’re so lucky,” Nino said mischievously.
The younger man paused before responding unsurely, “Are you drunk?”
“No. Are you?”
“…No.”
“Damn.” That might have made things a little easier.
The awkwardness between them came back at full force, despite the fact that Nino was gently wrapped in Touma’s arms just like he had wanted to be. But his prey hadn’t pulled away or ran out of the room screaming yet and so Nino decided his plan was working.
“Uh… so how exactly are you going to make me love you?” Touma asked hesitantly.
Nino frowned. Really, he had just wanted the other man to hold him while he fell asleep, but it was pretty obvious that wasn’t going to happen.
“I have plans,” the gamer lied, but his haughty tone only earned a chuckle from the body next to him, so Nino pushed back a little to look into Touma’s eyes. It was dark, but he could see the bare outline of his friend’s facial features from the streetlight outside of the window.
A little irritated that he wasn’t being taken seriously, Nino pushed Touma from his side onto his back and suddenly sat on top of him, his thighs on either side of the larger man’s hips.
“Well… Do ya wanna go… where I’ve never let you before?”
Touma’s expression immediately turned sober, if somewhat flustered.
“Wh-what?”
“I’m offering. If that’s what you want.”
“Uh… I… What?” Touma asked again, in almost a squeak.
“If you’re horny and you want to fuck me.” Nino realized he was taking this too fast, from pulling Touma away from his friends to admitting his intentions, to offering his body to achieve the end he wanted, but it was the other stupid idol’s fault for egging him on and being so damn cute.
Leaning down tentatively and sending Touma a sultry look, Nino kissed him with an open mouth, prying the younger man’s lips apart with his tongue.
It wasn’t the first time they had kissed, but this was certainly one of the sexier ones.
When Nino pulled away a second later, his heart beating so loudly he thought it would be heard even over the muffled noises of the party on the other side of the door, he was now horny himself.
“Do ya wanna?” he slurred out, then gasped when he felt Touma’s hands on his ass.
“Are you sure you aren’t drunk?” the younger man asked seriously.
“Not with alcohol,” came Nino’s witty reply. “Sex, Touma. Right now.”
“In Jun’s bed?”
“Yes.”
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In the morning, Nino sighed as he felt a pair of gentle arms embracing him and immediately remember last night. He was satisfied, more so than he had been in a long time, and he made a mental note to increase his teasing of Aiba at work to hide his gratitude.
“Mm…” he smiled, burying his nose in the strong chest in front of him and began beaming with pride that his plan had been a success. He wasn’t quite sure if Touma loved him yet, but they were certainly on their way.
“Don’t worry… I’ll make you love me…” Nino mumbled, knowing that a smirk was still firmly attached to his face.
“I love you too…” came a delighted, but sleepy voice, followed by a giggle.
Nino pulled away from the warm embrace. “Jun?”
“Ah… Kazu’s so warm…” the younger man giggled again and the gamer refrained from smacking his friend on the head as Jun tried to pull him back to him. The host was in his same clothes from the night before and had apparently not noticed that his comrade was naked.
“Are you still drunk?” Nino couldn’t help but be disappointed that it was Jun and not Touma that he had woken up with, even if it was Jun’s bed.
After another high pitched giggle and a grin, the idol replied, “I’m not sure!”
The gamer climbed over him and huffed as he walked into the living room to survey the damage. If Jun was still drunk, even the next morning, that meant he went to bed late and was probably in no state to clean up.
And he was right. The apartment was trashed and Nino knew, as much as he tried to make an excuse to leave early, that he was inevitably going to stay and help Jun… as soon as the younger idol was sober enough to do something.
Nino retrieved his cell phone as Jun began complaining, “Kazu! It’s snuggles time, Kazu! Snuggles!” and held out his arms in an attempt to get his sleeping partner back. But the gamer ignored him as he gathered his clothes from the bedside and opened his phone to check his schedule for today and tomorrow.
Instead he found a message from Touma.
I had to take Yamapi home. Why don’t you come over to my place tonight?
With a bright smile, Nino allowed Jun to pull him back into bed after he got dressed and casually stroked Jun’s hair as the drunken man was promptly sedated back into sleep, leisurely replying to the message.
I will. Do you love me yet?
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A/N: nande_daiyo wanted me to write some Nino/Touma even if it didn't have anything to do with the Final Fantasy commercial and this meme has been bugging me lately. If you don't know this song, I recommend listening to it first and then reading it again since you'll probably laugh your ass off. Or that might just be me. Youtube video --> here.
By the way, I only wrote this yesterday. I think it's the fastest thing I've ever posted on here. 0.0 yarukizero, お疲れ～
On an unrelated note, I was thinking of opening a drabble prompt post again. Any comments on that? Other comments or feedback is welcome. :)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Nino/Touma
Disclaimer: I guess Johnny’s technically owns Arashi, huh? Not me.
Summary: For the melody lingers on
AN ARASHI FICTION QUEST
Do You Want To by Franz Ferdinand
Nino wasn’t sure what his problem was.
Arashi was as popular as ever, he had miles of television appearances, time to play all of his new games (albeit at the expense of sleep, but who needed sleep?), and his bank balance had already succeeded his goal set for the end of the year.
But something was missing.
At the time he voiced this problem to Ohno, who was listening but not offering any advice (not that Nino found that surprising), Aiba cut in behind them with a cheeky grin.
“Ah, you’re probably lonely!”
“How can I be lonely?” Nino scoffed, promptly tucking his head against Ohno’s neck in his usual spot as if to prove a point.
Bouncing around to the front of the couch and plopping down next to his friend, the miracle boy chuckled and replied, “What I mean is, you need some love!”
“Oh-chan loves me,” the gamer replied immediately, looking at the older man for confirmation and receiving it with Ohno’s usual smile.
“Not that kind of love,” Aiba sighed, rolling his eyes in an over-exaggerated fashion. “I mean like a girlfriend or a boyfriend!”
Nino pouted. Although he did get enough affection during the week between Ohno’s cuddling, Aiba’s hugs, Jun’s occasional handmade meal, and Sho’s random supplements, sometimes when he was laying in his bed at home after a long day of playing his Wii, recently he had found himself wishing there was someone there to share it with him.
But admitting that to Aiba would be like admitting surrender, so Nino simply turned his head into Ohno’s skin and pretended to fall asleep.
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Wondering why he was here and already knowing the answer, Nino sighed and leaned his head against the wall.
He was at Jun’s flat for a party, although he wasn’t in his usual party mood. Most of the time he loved little networking things like this, especially when he didn’t have to pay for them, but tonight he was feeling suffocated by the crowded room of Jun’s friends. No one had tried talking to him, his aura fairly obvious, and Nino decided he’d had enough.
Sneaking into Jun’s bedroom, where the lights were off and the sounds of the party were muffled in a surreal way, he slid under the soft blanket and closed his eyes, not bothering to spare his clothes the wrinkles that would no doubt be there when he woke up. Jun wouldn’t mind him borrowing the bed and Nino didn’t feel like going home to his empty apartment either, Aiba’s words from a few days earlier haunting him before he went to sleep almost every night since. Besides, Jun would probably wrap him in his arms once the party was over and the clean up was taken care of, and although it was completely platonic, maybe it would temporarily sate Nino’s sudden desire for companionship.
As he had during almost ever free moment from when this had all been brought to the forefront, Nino contemplated how to fix the problem of a significant other, trying to find a solution to his dilemma, as he closed his eyes.
There was a different between loving someone else and being loved in return. The hard part and the most important would be to find someone to care for him as much as he cared, which is why he hadn’t found anyone good enough yet. The people he currently saw that way obviously didn’t reciprocate, and he couldn’t stand to be with someone whom he didn’t love either.
Nino could feel that a solution would present itself eventually, but he wasn’t patient enough to wait for it.
Still trying to come up with something himself, the idol slowly felt the foggy relaxation of rest settle behind his eyelids.
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Less than an hour after he had fallen asleep, Nino sat up straight in Jun’s bed, his hair mussed from the little bit of turning he had done while in the gray area between conscious and not.
Ah! He knew what to do. It was so simple! Why hadn’t he thought of it before?
Without bothering to check his appearance, the gamer darted back out into the living room, where there were even more people than before, with a completely different demeanor than earlier.
After the woman being chatted up by a Johnny’s boy gave him a surprised and cautious look, the gamer forced himself to relax and instead of the wild look he’d been sporting a minute ago, he nonchalantly glanced around the room.
Eyeing the guests as he went, Nino made his way around the large living area twice. He stood in the same corner he had before, his mind crazy with possibilities, and unconsciously tucked in hands into his pockets.
But after ten minutes he hadn’t found what he was looking for.
The idol slowly headed to the kitchen, where he knew Jun would be, and even though Jun wasn’t the prime candidate for his plan of action, he was at least on the list.
Nino grinned when he saw his friend leaning against the counter, an almost empty wine glass in hand, chatting with two other men, Yamapi and Touma.
And Touma was much higher on the list than Jun was.
“Hey,” the gamer immediately interrupted the conversation, but instead of an annoyed look, Jun laughed at him, drunker than he probably should be at his own party.
“Where’d you go, Nino? I was looking for you…” the younger Arashi member slurred out, but Nino ignored him and instead pulled on Touma’s arm to get him away from the trio.
“Mind if I borrow him for a second?” he asked with an innocent smile, and Jun laughed again.
“If you promise to return him!” came the immediate reply from the drunken star, and Yamapi giggled with him.
As polite as he thought was necessary, Nino backed away and took Touma to Jun’s bedroom, not answering the taller man’s questioning hum.
Once the buzz of the party was muffled by the closed door and the two of them were standing in the dark together, the gamer pushed his prey over to Jun’s bed, forcing him down with a smirk that he knew couldn’t be made out in the dark.
“Nino? Seriously. What the hell?” Touma asked in almost a worried tone. “Did you want to talk about something?”
“Not really,” the other man replied, crawling onto the bed next to his friend and laying down. He pulled Touma after him and when they were staring at his other, both heads on Jun’s expensive feather pillows, Nino finally took Touma’s arm and set it around his slim waist.
“Uh…?”
There was silence for a second until the spoiled gamer nuzzled his head against the bigger man’s chest and got comfortable.
“Nino?” Touma tried again.
He only got a content sigh in return.
“What’s this all about?” Touma asked in a more subdued tone, tilting his head down to look at Nino, but got a mouthful of hair instead.
“If all you’re going to do is sleep, why am I here?” This time his voice sounded a little annoyed.
After a full minute of waiting, Touma finally threatened, “I’m going to leave if you don’t tell me.”
Nino clicked his tongue in irritation and secured his arms around Touma’s waist so he couldn’t follow through.
“When I woke up tonight,” he started slowly, “I said, I’m gonna make somebody love me.”
The younger body stiffened. “What?”
“I’m gonna make somebody love me,” Nino replied, as if reassuring himself that his plan would be a success. He didn’t want to wait around for that special moment when he would just click with someone so instead he decided to take fate into his own hands and make it happen. “And now I know that it’s you.”
At first he had thought he would just experiment to see if it was possible, to make someone love him, but when he saw Touma standing there smiling and chatting with Jun, Nino knew this was the real deal.
Which was okay with him. Although Touma was technically number two on his “loved the most by Ninomiya Kazunari” list, he knew things with Takeuchi Yuko would never work out properly.
So he was going to put his full effort into making Touma love him.
“You’re so lucky,” Nino said mischievously.
The younger man paused before responding unsurely, “Are you drunk?”
“No. Are you?”
“…No.”
“Damn.” That might have made things a little easier.
The awkwardness between them came back at full force, despite the fact that Nino was gently wrapped in Touma’s arms just like he had wanted to be. But his prey hadn’t pulled away or ran out of the room screaming yet and so Nino decided his plan was working.
“Uh… so how exactly are you going to make me love you?” Touma asked hesitantly.
Nino frowned. Really, he had just wanted the other man to hold him while he fell asleep, but it was pretty obvious that wasn’t going to happen.
“I have plans,” the gamer lied, but his haughty tone only earned a chuckle from the body next to him, so Nino pushed back a little to look into Touma’s eyes. It was dark, but he could see the bare outline of his friend’s facial features from the streetlight outside of the window.
A little irritated that he wasn’t being taken seriously, Nino pushed Touma from his side onto his back and suddenly sat on top of him, his thighs on either side of the larger man’s hips.
“Well… Do ya wanna go… where I’ve never let you before?”
Touma’s expression immediately turned sober, if somewhat flustered.
“Wh-what?”
“I’m offering. If that’s what you want.”
“Uh… I… What?” Touma asked again, in almost a squeak.
“If you’re horny and you want to fuck me.” Nino realized he was taking this too fast, from pulling Touma away from his friends to admitting his intentions, to offering his body to achieve the end he wanted, but it was the other stupid idol’s fault for egging him on and being so damn cute.
Leaning down tentatively and sending Touma a sultry look, Nino kissed him with an open mouth, prying the younger man’s lips apart with his tongue.
It wasn’t the first time they had kissed, but this was certainly one of the sexier ones.
When Nino pulled away a second later, his heart beating so loudly he thought it would be heard even over the muffled noises of the party on the other side of the door, he was now horny himself.
“Do ya wanna?” he slurred out, then gasped when he felt Touma’s hands on his ass.
“Are you sure you aren’t drunk?” the younger man asked seriously.
“Not with alcohol,” came Nino’s witty reply. “Sex, Touma. Right now.”
“In Jun’s bed?”
“Yes.”
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In the morning, Nino sighed as he felt a pair of gentle arms embracing him and immediately remember last night. He was satisfied, more so than he had been in a long time, and he made a mental note to increase his teasing of Aiba at work to hide his gratitude.
“Mm…” he smiled, burying his nose in the strong chest in front of him and began beaming with pride that his plan had been a success. He wasn’t quite sure if Touma loved him yet, but they were certainly on their way.
“Don’t worry… I’ll make you love me…” Nino mumbled, knowing that a smirk was still firmly attached to his face.
“I love you too…” came a delighted, but sleepy voice, followed by a giggle.
Nino pulled away from the warm embrace. “Jun?”
“Ah… Kazu’s so warm…” the younger man giggled again and the gamer refrained from smacking his friend on the head as Jun tried to pull him back to him. The host was in his same clothes from the night before and had apparently not noticed that his comrade was naked.
“Are you still drunk?” Nino couldn’t help but be disappointed that it was Jun and not Touma that he had woken up with, even if it was Jun’s bed.
After another high pitched giggle and a grin, the idol replied, “I’m not sure!”
The gamer climbed over him and huffed as he walked into the living room to survey the damage. If Jun was still drunk, even the next morning, that meant he went to bed late and was probably in no state to clean up.
And he was right. The apartment was trashed and Nino knew, as much as he tried to make an excuse to leave early, that he was inevitably going to stay and help Jun… as soon as the younger idol was sober enough to do something.
Nino retrieved his cell phone as Jun began complaining, “Kazu! It’s snuggles time, Kazu! Snuggles!” and held out his arms in an attempt to get his sleeping partner back. But the gamer ignored him as he gathered his clothes from the bedside and opened his phone to check his schedule for today and tomorrow.
Instead he found a message from Touma.
I had to take Yamapi home. Why don’t you come over to my place tonight?
With a bright smile, Nino allowed Jun to pull him back into bed after he got dressed and casually stroked Jun’s hair as the drunken man was promptly sedated back into sleep, leisurely replying to the message.
I will. Do you love me yet?
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A/N: nande_daiyo wanted me to write some Nino/Touma even if it didn't have anything to do with the Final Fantasy commercial and this meme has been bugging me lately. If you don't know this song, I recommend listening to it first and then reading it again since you'll probably laugh your ass off. Or that might just be me. Youtube video --> here.
By the way, I only wrote this yesterday. I think it's the fastest thing I've ever posted on here. 0.0 yarukizero, お疲れ～
On an unrelated note, I was thinking of opening a drabble prompt post again. Any comments on that? Other comments or feedback is welcome. :)