[020]Ficlet :: Snugglewhoring for Idiots (10th Edition)
Title: Snugglewhoring for Idiots (10th Edition)
Group: Arashi
Pairing/Genre: None; Gen/fluff
Rating: G
Word Count: 275
Summary: Jun loves his stupid bandmates.
Notes: Written for superfreshwk (a weekly comment fic challenge) and originally posted here. I find it really difficult to write from Jun's perspective, but I love doing it. Masochist? Yes.
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Nino was (almost always) the first one to ninja his way into Jun's hotel bed after a concert, making himself quite comfortable against the second set of pillows and stealing all the blankets. Aiba, occasionally, was the first in, but most of the time, the honor of having the first set of cold toes on Jun's warm calf went to Nino.
If Nino made it first, it could be a verified fact that Aiba would be second, slithering his way under the blankets and snuggling up to Jun's side as he tried to read and ignore the fluffy mass of hair tickling his nose.
Sho was usually third, something that surprised Jun the first few times they'd all huddled in his not-nearly-big-enough-for-all-of-them bed. Sho just grinned that sheepish little smile and curled up behind Nino, pulling him in close and reaching across to pat Aiba's head, resting his arm on Jun's chest. (Jun gave up all thoughts of getting anything productive done somewhere around this point.)
Sometime in the night, Ohno would wander in, looking confused, and wrap himself around Aiba's back, twining his fingers with Nino's across Jun's belly and nuzzling the back of Aiba's neck. Aiba would wiggle like a wet puppy and the only sound in the room would be Ohno's muffled, soft breath of a chuckle.
Invariably, Jun would whine and complain, grumble about the inconvenience and the lack of sleep and oh-my-god,-Aiba,-do-not-touch-my-hair-with-those-sticky-fingers-how-did-you-get-jam-on-your-fingers-this-late-at-night-anyway? But in the end, he'd wake up the next morning warmer and more sleepily satisfied than he could recall being, his four best friends tangled together around him. It was on those days that Jun didn't mind the morning quite so much.
UNRELATED: I wrote for both je_justfriends and je_fqfest this summer! :D Check out the awesome submissions at both comms! :) Will archive mine here after reveals at the end of the month. XD
Group: Arashi
Pairing/Genre: None; Gen/fluff
Rating: G
Word Count: 275
Summary: Jun loves his stupid bandmates.
Notes: Written for superfreshwk (a weekly comment fic challenge) and originally posted here. I find it really difficult to write from Jun's perspective, but I love doing it. Masochist? Yes.
•••••
Nino was (almost always) the first one to ninja his way into Jun's hotel bed after a concert, making himself quite comfortable against the second set of pillows and stealing all the blankets. Aiba, occasionally, was the first in, but most of the time, the honor of having the first set of cold toes on Jun's warm calf went to Nino.
If Nino made it first, it could be a verified fact that Aiba would be second, slithering his way under the blankets and snuggling up to Jun's side as he tried to read and ignore the fluffy mass of hair tickling his nose.
Sho was usually third, something that surprised Jun the first few times they'd all huddled in his not-nearly-big-enough-for-all-of-them bed. Sho just grinned that sheepish little smile and curled up behind Nino, pulling him in close and reaching across to pat Aiba's head, resting his arm on Jun's chest. (Jun gave up all thoughts of getting anything productive done somewhere around this point.)
Sometime in the night, Ohno would wander in, looking confused, and wrap himself around Aiba's back, twining his fingers with Nino's across Jun's belly and nuzzling the back of Aiba's neck. Aiba would wiggle like a wet puppy and the only sound in the room would be Ohno's muffled, soft breath of a chuckle.
Invariably, Jun would whine and complain, grumble about the inconvenience and the lack of sleep and oh-my-god,-Aiba,-do-not-touch-my-hair-with-those-sticky-fingers-how-did-you-get-jam-on-your-fingers-this-late-at-night-anyway? But in the end, he'd wake up the next morning warmer and more sleepily satisfied than he could recall being, his four best friends tangled together around him. It was on those days that Jun didn't mind the morning quite so much.
UNRELATED: I wrote for both je_justfriends and je_fqfest this summer! :D Check out the awesome submissions at both comms! :) Will archive mine here after reveals at the end of the month. XD