[arashi fic] "Uh...Nino, where are my pants?"
[title] “Uh..Nino, where are my pants?”
[genre] humor
[pairing] Ohmiya
[fandom] Arashi
[rating] pg-13
[disclaimer] I am in no way affiliated with JE or any of its subsidiaries, nor do I know any of the characters portrayed herein personally. This is purely a work of fiction.
[author’s note] honooko asked me to write her fic, and I can’t say no. End of story XD.
Ohno had been caught in a torrential rainstorm on his way home one evening. Being fairly close to Nino’s apartment and far away from his own, he decided to stop by and use his shower and possibly washer and dryer to avoid catching cold.
That was his first mistake.
His second was to hand over his wet clothing to Nino, who was wearing a sly grin as he said “Don’t worry about them Ohno, I’ll take care of it. Just go warm up in the bath.”
Some time later, still wet but significantly warmer, Ohno exited the bath with a large fluffy towel wrapped around his waist. Searching out Nino, and in turn, his clothes, he stumbled upon the younger man grinning from his bed.
“Uh…Nino, where’s my pants?” Ohno asked, slightly dazed look on his face. He’d nearly fallen asleep in the bath earlier, so his brain was still not quite there.
A sly smirk and a beckoning finger moved Ohno the few feet to the bed at which time Nino leaned up and whispered into his ear. “You gotta work for them, Ohchan.”
It wasn’t until morning that Ohno had his pants, and other clothing, returned to him. Not that he minded.
[genre] humor
[pairing] Ohmiya
[fandom] Arashi
[rating] pg-13
[disclaimer] I am in no way affiliated with JE or any of its subsidiaries, nor do I know any of the characters portrayed herein personally. This is purely a work of fiction.
[author’s note] honooko asked me to write her fic, and I can’t say no. End of story XD.
Ohno had been caught in a torrential rainstorm on his way home one evening. Being fairly close to Nino’s apartment and far away from his own, he decided to stop by and use his shower and possibly washer and dryer to avoid catching cold.
That was his first mistake.
His second was to hand over his wet clothing to Nino, who was wearing a sly grin as he said “Don’t worry about them Ohno, I’ll take care of it. Just go warm up in the bath.”
Some time later, still wet but significantly warmer, Ohno exited the bath with a large fluffy towel wrapped around his waist. Searching out Nino, and in turn, his clothes, he stumbled upon the younger man grinning from his bed.
“Uh…Nino, where’s my pants?” Ohno asked, slightly dazed look on his face. He’d nearly fallen asleep in the bath earlier, so his brain was still not quite there.
A sly smirk and a beckoning finger moved Ohno the few feet to the bed at which time Nino leaned up and whispered into his ear. “You gotta work for them, Ohchan.”
It wasn’t until morning that Ohno had his pants, and other clothing, returned to him. Not that he minded.