[Arashi] [Ohmiya] subtext, strength
[Title] subtext
[Author] honooko
[Rating] PG
[Notes] Notebook drabbles are all I have time for anymore! D: Warning for randomly emo Nino.
Nino sat in the darkness, his hands wrapped tightly around fisted sheets. He took a deep breath, feeling the stale air curling into his lungs. It tasted heavy on his dry tongue.
"I'm fine," he answered to the question Ohno hadn't asked.
"You aren't letting me touch you," Ohno pointed out, his voice low and careful. "Something must be--"
"I'm fine," Nino repeated, speaking from his head, not his heart. "I'm just tired."
"You're lying to me," Ohno said, a touch hurt. Nino curled in on himself, wondering how Ohno could just stand there and let Nino cut into him like that. It was so easy, and some dark and hateful part of him wanted to crush all the strength Ohno possessed.
"And yet, you're still here," Nino said, his words sharp and leveled to harm.
"You still need me here," Ohno said, and Nino grimaced. Ohno sat on the bed behind him, one arm crossing Nino's shoulders and pulling him back to rest on Ohno's chest. His solid hold on Nino was too close, and not nearly close enough.
"Save me," Nino whispered, his eyes falling closed. Ohno pressed a kiss just behind his ear.
[Title] strength
[Author] honooko
[Rating] PG
[Notes] Notebook drabble the second! :D
Sometimes Ohno is struck momentarily dumb by Nino's strength. There's a set to his slim shoulders, a solid power reflected in his eyes. Nino carries an air of the unbreakable about him. Ohno knows this is a quality that has grown out of an inborn stubborn streak and a childhood colored by struggles. Ohno has never seen his parents fight; he has never had to rely on a meager Jrs' salaray to make ends meet; he has never had to accept that his father will never be the support he needs.
Nino's strength is that of someone who has always felt too weak.
Ohno admires Nino's conviction. He doesn't bend, doesn't feel shame, doesn't allow others to make decisions for him. Nino acknowledges others' opinions without letting them force him to change his mind.
Nino kisses him sweetly during dinner because he wants to. He doesn't care about the staring eyes of everyone around them; he simply smiles and steals a bite from Ohno's plate.
Ohno's heart thuds in his chest. He can see an assistant manager shifting uncomfortably three seats away. Ohno makes his decision suddenly, a wave of courage pushing him forward to lean over and murmur in Nino's ear.
"I love you," He breathes, and Nino's smile turns soft and a touch shy. Nino doesn't answer, but his hand settles on Ohno's thigh, giving a gentle squeeze and reflecting the words through his touch.
The assistant manager chokes on his water. Ohno doesn't care.
[Author] honooko
[Rating] PG
[Notes] Notebook drabbles are all I have time for anymore! D: Warning for randomly emo Nino.
Nino sat in the darkness, his hands wrapped tightly around fisted sheets. He took a deep breath, feeling the stale air curling into his lungs. It tasted heavy on his dry tongue.
"I'm fine," he answered to the question Ohno hadn't asked.
"You aren't letting me touch you," Ohno pointed out, his voice low and careful. "Something must be--"
"I'm fine," Nino repeated, speaking from his head, not his heart. "I'm just tired."
"You're lying to me," Ohno said, a touch hurt. Nino curled in on himself, wondering how Ohno could just stand there and let Nino cut into him like that. It was so easy, and some dark and hateful part of him wanted to crush all the strength Ohno possessed.
"And yet, you're still here," Nino said, his words sharp and leveled to harm.
"You still need me here," Ohno said, and Nino grimaced. Ohno sat on the bed behind him, one arm crossing Nino's shoulders and pulling him back to rest on Ohno's chest. His solid hold on Nino was too close, and not nearly close enough.
"Save me," Nino whispered, his eyes falling closed. Ohno pressed a kiss just behind his ear.
[Title] strength
[Author] honooko
[Rating] PG
[Notes] Notebook drabble the second! :D
Sometimes Ohno is struck momentarily dumb by Nino's strength. There's a set to his slim shoulders, a solid power reflected in his eyes. Nino carries an air of the unbreakable about him. Ohno knows this is a quality that has grown out of an inborn stubborn streak and a childhood colored by struggles. Ohno has never seen his parents fight; he has never had to rely on a meager Jrs' salaray to make ends meet; he has never had to accept that his father will never be the support he needs.
Nino's strength is that of someone who has always felt too weak.
Ohno admires Nino's conviction. He doesn't bend, doesn't feel shame, doesn't allow others to make decisions for him. Nino acknowledges others' opinions without letting them force him to change his mind.
Nino kisses him sweetly during dinner because he wants to. He doesn't care about the staring eyes of everyone around them; he simply smiles and steals a bite from Ohno's plate.
Ohno's heart thuds in his chest. He can see an assistant manager shifting uncomfortably three seats away. Ohno makes his decision suddenly, a wave of courage pushing him forward to lean over and murmur in Nino's ear.
"I love you," He breathes, and Nino's smile turns soft and a touch shy. Nino doesn't answer, but his hand settles on Ohno's thigh, giving a gentle squeeze and reflecting the words through his touch.
The assistant manager chokes on his water. Ohno doesn't care.