Arashi - Not a Drunk Call - Ohno/Nino
Title: Not a Drunk Call
Fandom: Arashi
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ohno/Nino
Disclaimer: This is a fictional situation.
Notes: Toootally did not just write an Arashi drabble. >_> But if I did, I may have written it for araanaz9 ♥
"I'm not going to tell you I love you," Ohno says, standing on Nino's doorstep. Or more like, swaying there, unable to keep upright. He both looks and smells drunk. Nino pulls him inside by his shoulders.
"Just... take your shoes off and get into bed," Nino says. He can ask what the hell is going on in the morning. Or just not ask at all.
What he doesn't expect is Ohno needing his full body support just to get into the bedroom. They wind the corner and Ohno doesn't quite turn all the way and Nino ends up pinned between Ohno and his bedroom wall. And for a second he thinks Ohno is going to kiss him because Ohno is looking right at him, eyes traveling all over his face and Nino can't move him, can't really move at all.
What would he do? It wouldn't be the first time. It wouldn't even be the first time without an audience. So why doesn't it feel like a game tonight. Why doesn't it feel like Ohno is going to crack a stupid smile and Nino can just shove him off and they can just go sleep in the bed like fucking always.
Then Ohno shifts his balance again and Nino has to hold onto him just to keep him standing. Just a few steps and he practically drops Ohno on the bed, where he just falls there.
And that's when Nino finally takes a breath.
"I love you," Ohno says, muffled into the pillow.
Nino throws a blanket over him, turns out the light. "Thought you weren't going to say that."
Fandom: Arashi
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ohno/Nino
Disclaimer: This is a fictional situation.
Notes: Toootally did not just write an Arashi drabble. >_> But if I did, I may have written it for araanaz9 ♥
"I'm not going to tell you I love you," Ohno says, standing on Nino's doorstep. Or more like, swaying there, unable to keep upright. He both looks and smells drunk. Nino pulls him inside by his shoulders.
"Just... take your shoes off and get into bed," Nino says. He can ask what the hell is going on in the morning. Or just not ask at all.
What he doesn't expect is Ohno needing his full body support just to get into the bedroom. They wind the corner and Ohno doesn't quite turn all the way and Nino ends up pinned between Ohno and his bedroom wall. And for a second he thinks Ohno is going to kiss him because Ohno is looking right at him, eyes traveling all over his face and Nino can't move him, can't really move at all.
What would he do? It wouldn't be the first time. It wouldn't even be the first time without an audience. So why doesn't it feel like a game tonight. Why doesn't it feel like Ohno is going to crack a stupid smile and Nino can just shove him off and they can just go sleep in the bed like fucking always.
Then Ohno shifts his balance again and Nino has to hold onto him just to keep him standing. Just a few steps and he practically drops Ohno on the bed, where he just falls there.
And that's when Nino finally takes a breath.
"I love you," Ohno says, muffled into the pillow.
Nino throws a blanket over him, turns out the light. "Thought you weren't going to say that."