It Should Have Been You! Baka!
Title: It Should Have Been You! Baka!
Chapter 2: Something's wrong When Jun Appreciates Toma's Cooking.
Pairing: JunMa
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Mpreg
Disclaimer: Jun isn't really pregnant.
Notes: Help from ecyojn
”JUN! The baby is crying!”
He ran out of the kitchen where he was making breakfast for Toma and heating the milk.
“JUN! FEED IT!”
“HAI!” Jun ran back to the kitchen to grab the warm milk.”
He shoved the bottle into the baby’s mouth but it just threw it aside and continued crying. Suddenly an unpleasant smell reached his nose. He ran back to the kitchen to find that the eggs he was scrambling wass burnt brown.
“JUN! THE BABY!” Toma hollered.
Jun ran back to the baby again and suddenly his back made contact with the floor, finding himself lying amidst a pool of milk and the baby peering over the edge laughing at him with that disgusting only gum smile pointing its grubby little fingers at him.
Suddenly He found himself looking directly at Toma.
‘Thwack!’ Toma had just slapped him. “JUN BE MORE RESPONSIBLE”
“JUN!”
“JUN!”
Jun sat up with a jolt, and bumped his head against Aiba’s who was shaking him and calling him. Aiba squealed in pain and rubbed his painful forehead. That dream...was SO WEIRD!
Riida sighed in relief, “Jun. You’re awake. Thank god!”
Nino hugged him tightly before shaking him roughly, “You scared us! If you were feeling THAT bad you should say something moron! Riida was blaming himself!”
Shaking his head Jun added, “No Satoshi, it isn’t you’re fault. We always work this much. Something must be wrong with me.”
Sho patted his head “It’s okay we’ll call it a wrap. I’ve already called Toma.”
As if by cue the door slammed open and Toma came running in looking simply panicked and dishevelled still wearing the extravagant clothes of whatever photoshoot he must have been doing.
Toma just rushed past everything and everyone until he was face to face with Jun fixing him a very serious expression, “Are you okay?”
Jun smiled, “Weird dreams but yeah.”
“No concussion right? We should take you to a doctor!”
Sho was already dialling a number when Jun stopped him, “No. I am alright. Let’s go home Toma. I’m sure a day of slave Toma would cure me right away.”
Toma pecked his cheek before helping him up.
“Toma it’s okay! It’s just fatigue or something stupid! I’m not sick!!”
Toma let go of him eyeing him with apprehension. Jun walked a little slower than his usual arrogant stride but then again maybe Toma liked this humble walk much better anyway.
Toma drove them back to his apartment. Once inside he treated Jun to a sugary sweet kiss.
“Lunch?”
Jun nodded and Toma being the excellent cook he is took some rice out of the cooker, added soya auce and fried an egg. He gave the not so impressive lunch to Jun sheepishly.
“Sorry.”
Jun looked at it before accepting the bowl. Taking a bite he suddenly exclaimed, “Umai!!!”
Toma’s jaw dropped, “Seriously.”
Jun made a happy face at him, “Seriously umaii!!”
Jun shovelled the contents of the bowl into his mouth before asking for more. This surprised Toma even more since Jun was overtly conscious about his weight and would not eat until he was extremely painfully hungry. Glad to have his boyfriend eat without threats Toma prepared him another bowl.
Jun suddenly clutched his stomach as his face contorted to one of pain. He rushed to the bathroom and threw all that he shovelled right out artistically missing the toilet bowl and dropping everything onto the floor.
Toma stood at the doorway pinching his nose at the stench trying not to get annoyed. Jun cleaned his mouth and apologised. Toma consoled him (and himself) saying it wasn’t a big deal and that he would clean up. Thanking him Jun dropped down onto the bed.
Toma cleaned up by himself, bid the gloves and clothes he used for cleaning a sorrowful sayonara. By the time he was done it was already past evening.
A quick early dinner later he spooned his boyfriend on the bed and fell asleep.
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Toma woke up at the sound of Jun’s moaning. It was in the middle of the night and Jun was sitting up on the bed moaning. Smirking to himself he wrapped his arms around Jun, planting soft kisses along his neck.
However he was shocked when he was thrown to the floor. Upon closer inspection (from the floor) Toma realized that Jun’s face was contorted with pain. He clambered back onto the bed peering at Jun’s pained face.
“What’s wrong?”
“It hurts.” Jun moaned again while rubbing his chest softy.
“What does?”
“My....ahh...my...nipples.”
Toma stared dumbfounded, “Your...nipples?” He couldn’t help the scepticism from lacing his voice.
Jun moaned again and Toma softly removed Jun’s hand from over his chest and placed his own.
A moment later he was on the floor...AGAIN
“I SAID IT HURT!” Jun whined after his outburst and fell back on the bed clutching his chest.
Toma climbed back onto the bed and settled beside him. He slipped one hand inside Jun’s shirt and softly caressed his stomach. When Jun moaned this time Toma doubted how much of it was actually due to pain. As Toma’s fingers caressed upwards along Jun’s stomach to his chest Jun’s own hands gradually fell away from his chest allowing Toma’s to replace them.
Toma brushed his fingers lightly along Jun’s nubs, earning a loud groan from the older man and a soft, “Itai~~” almost lost somewhere in it. However Jun didn’t try pushing him off again and that gave him courage to do it again. He attended to the other nub with his free hand until Jun was mewling underneath him.
Toma softly kissed Jun and slowly stopped his ministrations.
“Better?”
“No. Just distracted.” Toma looked down at Jun’s standing erection and sighed (most happily) before sliding down the bed pulling Jun’s pant with him.
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It was around noon and Toma had called in sick for Jun. Being the loveable family they are Arashi rushed over to check up on their youngest member who was now crouched over the toilet bowl with Toma’s hand on his forehead providing him support as he emptied a few night’s dinner into it. When Jun seemed to be finally done Toma helped him up. He was deathly pale and Toma was worried. Consulting Arashi had seemed a good idea at one point in the morning but Sho’s enthusiasm in relating all the life threatening diseases such symptoms lead to was getting on his nerves and so was the other three watching television most indifferently.
Toma cradled Jun in his arms while the latter rested his head on Toma’s shoulder.
“That’s it. I’m calling the doctor!” But Jun stopped Toma’s hands from reaching into his pockets for the cell phone and place it around his waist instead enjoying the younger’s warmth.
“No. Let’s just stay like this, please” He almost whispered, voice coarse and broken.
Toma clicked his tongue at Jun’s stubbornness and looked for someone who could take of Jun while he went to get something for him to eat. His eyes fell on Sho who was still searching for fatal diseases on the net. He decided against calling him. If whatever it was that was bothering Jun did not kill him Sho definitely would.
“Oh-chan! Can you please hold Jun?”
Ohno came trudging upto him and sat beside Jun as he lay on the bed looking pitifully at Toma. Toma ran to the kitchen and brought the only thing Jun agreed to eat: The weird goopy concoction of rice, soya sauce an eggs. Nino peered at the contents of the bowl doubtfully.
“Is this what you’ve been feeding him?” He asked dubious. Toma looked a little ashamed.
“It’s the only thing he’ll take.”
“Well then I know what’s wrong with Jun.”
“What?”
“Uh...guys” They ignored Ohno as usual
“Food Poisoning.” Toma’s face formed a little pout as he clutched the bowl tighter in his hands.
“This is not the cause of this!!” Toma exclaimed annoyed.
“Of course it is! How can one survive after eating THAT!”
“Guys...” Ohno tried again.
“HE FELL SICK BEFORE EATING THIS!” Really Why was Nino so stubborn?
“WELL ANYMORE OF IT AND JUN’LL BE IN ICU!!”
“GUYS JUST SHUT UP AND LISTEN!” The whole room looked at Ohno who was holding Jun’s wrists.
Ohno calmed down before adding quietly, “Call the doctor. There is something weird about this.”
Chapter 2: Something's wrong When Jun Appreciates Toma's Cooking.
Pairing: JunMa
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Mpreg
Disclaimer: Jun isn't really pregnant.
Notes: Help from ecyojn
”JUN! The baby is crying!”
He ran out of the kitchen where he was making breakfast for Toma and heating the milk.
“JUN! FEED IT!”
“HAI!” Jun ran back to the kitchen to grab the warm milk.”
He shoved the bottle into the baby’s mouth but it just threw it aside and continued crying. Suddenly an unpleasant smell reached his nose. He ran back to the kitchen to find that the eggs he was scrambling wass burnt brown.
“JUN! THE BABY!” Toma hollered.
Jun ran back to the baby again and suddenly his back made contact with the floor, finding himself lying amidst a pool of milk and the baby peering over the edge laughing at him with that disgusting only gum smile pointing its grubby little fingers at him.
Suddenly He found himself looking directly at Toma.
‘Thwack!’ Toma had just slapped him. “JUN BE MORE RESPONSIBLE”
“JUN!”
“JUN!”
Jun sat up with a jolt, and bumped his head against Aiba’s who was shaking him and calling him. Aiba squealed in pain and rubbed his painful forehead. That dream...was SO WEIRD!
Riida sighed in relief, “Jun. You’re awake. Thank god!”
Nino hugged him tightly before shaking him roughly, “You scared us! If you were feeling THAT bad you should say something moron! Riida was blaming himself!”
Shaking his head Jun added, “No Satoshi, it isn’t you’re fault. We always work this much. Something must be wrong with me.”
Sho patted his head “It’s okay we’ll call it a wrap. I’ve already called Toma.”
As if by cue the door slammed open and Toma came running in looking simply panicked and dishevelled still wearing the extravagant clothes of whatever photoshoot he must have been doing.
Toma just rushed past everything and everyone until he was face to face with Jun fixing him a very serious expression, “Are you okay?”
Jun smiled, “Weird dreams but yeah.”
“No concussion right? We should take you to a doctor!”
Sho was already dialling a number when Jun stopped him, “No. I am alright. Let’s go home Toma. I’m sure a day of slave Toma would cure me right away.”
Toma pecked his cheek before helping him up.
“Toma it’s okay! It’s just fatigue or something stupid! I’m not sick!!”
Toma let go of him eyeing him with apprehension. Jun walked a little slower than his usual arrogant stride but then again maybe Toma liked this humble walk much better anyway.
Toma drove them back to his apartment. Once inside he treated Jun to a sugary sweet kiss.
“Lunch?”
Jun nodded and Toma being the excellent cook he is took some rice out of the cooker, added soya auce and fried an egg. He gave the not so impressive lunch to Jun sheepishly.
“Sorry.”
Jun looked at it before accepting the bowl. Taking a bite he suddenly exclaimed, “Umai!!!”
Toma’s jaw dropped, “Seriously.”
Jun made a happy face at him, “Seriously umaii!!”
Jun shovelled the contents of the bowl into his mouth before asking for more. This surprised Toma even more since Jun was overtly conscious about his weight and would not eat until he was extremely painfully hungry. Glad to have his boyfriend eat without threats Toma prepared him another bowl.
Jun suddenly clutched his stomach as his face contorted to one of pain. He rushed to the bathroom and threw all that he shovelled right out artistically missing the toilet bowl and dropping everything onto the floor.
Toma stood at the doorway pinching his nose at the stench trying not to get annoyed. Jun cleaned his mouth and apologised. Toma consoled him (and himself) saying it wasn’t a big deal and that he would clean up. Thanking him Jun dropped down onto the bed.
Toma cleaned up by himself, bid the gloves and clothes he used for cleaning a sorrowful sayonara. By the time he was done it was already past evening.
A quick early dinner later he spooned his boyfriend on the bed and fell asleep.
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Toma woke up at the sound of Jun’s moaning. It was in the middle of the night and Jun was sitting up on the bed moaning. Smirking to himself he wrapped his arms around Jun, planting soft kisses along his neck.
However he was shocked when he was thrown to the floor. Upon closer inspection (from the floor) Toma realized that Jun’s face was contorted with pain. He clambered back onto the bed peering at Jun’s pained face.
“What’s wrong?”
“It hurts.” Jun moaned again while rubbing his chest softy.
“What does?”
“My....ahh...my...nipples.”
Toma stared dumbfounded, “Your...nipples?” He couldn’t help the scepticism from lacing his voice.
Jun moaned again and Toma softly removed Jun’s hand from over his chest and placed his own.
A moment later he was on the floor...AGAIN
“I SAID IT HURT!” Jun whined after his outburst and fell back on the bed clutching his chest.
Toma climbed back onto the bed and settled beside him. He slipped one hand inside Jun’s shirt and softly caressed his stomach. When Jun moaned this time Toma doubted how much of it was actually due to pain. As Toma’s fingers caressed upwards along Jun’s stomach to his chest Jun’s own hands gradually fell away from his chest allowing Toma’s to replace them.
Toma brushed his fingers lightly along Jun’s nubs, earning a loud groan from the older man and a soft, “Itai~~” almost lost somewhere in it. However Jun didn’t try pushing him off again and that gave him courage to do it again. He attended to the other nub with his free hand until Jun was mewling underneath him.
Toma softly kissed Jun and slowly stopped his ministrations.
“Better?”
“No. Just distracted.” Toma looked down at Jun’s standing erection and sighed (most happily) before sliding down the bed pulling Jun’s pant with him.
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It was around noon and Toma had called in sick for Jun. Being the loveable family they are Arashi rushed over to check up on their youngest member who was now crouched over the toilet bowl with Toma’s hand on his forehead providing him support as he emptied a few night’s dinner into it. When Jun seemed to be finally done Toma helped him up. He was deathly pale and Toma was worried. Consulting Arashi had seemed a good idea at one point in the morning but Sho’s enthusiasm in relating all the life threatening diseases such symptoms lead to was getting on his nerves and so was the other three watching television most indifferently.
Toma cradled Jun in his arms while the latter rested his head on Toma’s shoulder.
“That’s it. I’m calling the doctor!” But Jun stopped Toma’s hands from reaching into his pockets for the cell phone and place it around his waist instead enjoying the younger’s warmth.
“No. Let’s just stay like this, please” He almost whispered, voice coarse and broken.
Toma clicked his tongue at Jun’s stubbornness and looked for someone who could take of Jun while he went to get something for him to eat. His eyes fell on Sho who was still searching for fatal diseases on the net. He decided against calling him. If whatever it was that was bothering Jun did not kill him Sho definitely would.
“Oh-chan! Can you please hold Jun?”
Ohno came trudging upto him and sat beside Jun as he lay on the bed looking pitifully at Toma. Toma ran to the kitchen and brought the only thing Jun agreed to eat: The weird goopy concoction of rice, soya sauce an eggs. Nino peered at the contents of the bowl doubtfully.
“Is this what you’ve been feeding him?” He asked dubious. Toma looked a little ashamed.
“It’s the only thing he’ll take.”
“Well then I know what’s wrong with Jun.”
“What?”
“Uh...guys” They ignored Ohno as usual
“Food Poisoning.” Toma’s face formed a little pout as he clutched the bowl tighter in his hands.
“This is not the cause of this!!” Toma exclaimed annoyed.
“Of course it is! How can one survive after eating THAT!”
“Guys...” Ohno tried again.
“HE FELL SICK BEFORE EATING THIS!” Really Why was Nino so stubborn?
“WELL ANYMORE OF IT AND JUN’LL BE IN ICU!!”
“GUYS JUST SHUT UP AND LISTEN!” The whole room looked at Ohno who was holding Jun’s wrists.
Ohno calmed down before adding quietly, “Call the doctor. There is something weird about this.”