Arashi Drabbles Batch #2
2 drabbles while I try to organize my mind for a fic I'm working on. As always, standard disclaimers apply and that means I own absolutely nothing that is Arashi. Please be aware of any grammatical errors that you may find.
Enjoy reading! Comments would be greatly welcomed and appreciated! :D
Title: Bed Scene
Pairing: Sho/Jun
Rating: PG-13
"Tell me, why are we here again?"
"Because we have a CM shoot?"
"That was last week, Sho."
"Oh."
"Hmm. Then would you care to enlighten me as to why we are both stark naked in bed in some dingy hotel? And as to why I feel like shit?"
"Because you were really drunk, and you unconsciously called me to pick you up. But then, you started to kiss me and got really horny that you couldn't wait until we got home. So we ended up here and had hot, steamy sex?"
"Really now?"
"Yeah."
Silence.
"Care for a round two?"
"We are already at round four, Jun."
"Then shut up and get your ass over here."
And Sho pounces.
Title: Let Me Go
Pairing: Aiba/Jun
Rating: PG
"You can let go of my hand, you know." Aiba says, a strained chuckle forcing its way out of his throat even as he feels the pain spreading all over his body.
"No!" Jun shouts. Tears are already forming at the corner of his eyes, his whole body trembling. "I won't let you go!"
"You can no longer do anything, Jun. Just let go."
"I can't lose you, Masaki! I'll hold on forever if I have to! Please, just don't go."
Aiba can hear the pleading in Jun's voice as the younger man starts to sob uncontrollably. He looks into his eyes and manages a small smile, resignation already seeping from his every pore. He knows -- and Jun knows -- their time together won't last long.
As they hold on longer, pain in Aiba's body intensifies. He can already feel it; he must go.
Taking matters into his own hands, Aiba grasps Jun's hand clutching his. One by one, he pries Jun's fingers off his, struggling as Jun fights him.
"Stop! Stop it! Please don't do this!"
Aiba doesn't heed any of Jun's words, intent on completely prying off the fingers grasping his. The younger man, in his desperation, grips tighter. It is, however, proving to be a futile attempt.
Aiba is slowly slipping away.
On their last moments together, Aiba looks at Jun for one last time. He smiles his bright smile and whispers:
"I love you, Jun. I love you so much. I'm glad I met you. Goodbye."
"Masaki!!!"
With all his remaining strength, Aiba frees himself from Jun's grasp and plunges to the dark abyss awaiting below. And finally, Aiba is free -- from pain and from the cruelty of life -- with memories of Jun and his love for him accompanying him till the end.
Enjoy reading! Comments would be greatly welcomed and appreciated! :D
Title: Bed Scene
Pairing: Sho/Jun
Rating: PG-13
"Tell me, why are we here again?"
"Because we have a CM shoot?"
"That was last week, Sho."
"Oh."
"Hmm. Then would you care to enlighten me as to why we are both stark naked in bed in some dingy hotel? And as to why I feel like shit?"
"Because you were really drunk, and you unconsciously called me to pick you up. But then, you started to kiss me and got really horny that you couldn't wait until we got home. So we ended up here and had hot, steamy sex?"
"Really now?"
"Yeah."
Silence.
"Care for a round two?"
"We are already at round four, Jun."
"Then shut up and get your ass over here."
And Sho pounces.
Title: Let Me Go
Pairing: Aiba/Jun
Rating: PG
"You can let go of my hand, you know." Aiba says, a strained chuckle forcing its way out of his throat even as he feels the pain spreading all over his body.
"No!" Jun shouts. Tears are already forming at the corner of his eyes, his whole body trembling. "I won't let you go!"
"You can no longer do anything, Jun. Just let go."
"I can't lose you, Masaki! I'll hold on forever if I have to! Please, just don't go."
Aiba can hear the pleading in Jun's voice as the younger man starts to sob uncontrollably. He looks into his eyes and manages a small smile, resignation already seeping from his every pore. He knows -- and Jun knows -- their time together won't last long.
As they hold on longer, pain in Aiba's body intensifies. He can already feel it; he must go.
Taking matters into his own hands, Aiba grasps Jun's hand clutching his. One by one, he pries Jun's fingers off his, struggling as Jun fights him.
"Stop! Stop it! Please don't do this!"
Aiba doesn't heed any of Jun's words, intent on completely prying off the fingers grasping his. The younger man, in his desperation, grips tighter. It is, however, proving to be a futile attempt.
Aiba is slowly slipping away.
On their last moments together, Aiba looks at Jun for one last time. He smiles his bright smile and whispers:
"I love you, Jun. I love you so much. I'm glad I met you. Goodbye."
"Masaki!!!"
With all his remaining strength, Aiba frees himself from Jun's grasp and plunges to the dark abyss awaiting below. And finally, Aiba is free -- from pain and from the cruelty of life -- with memories of Jun and his love for him accompanying him till the end.