[aimiya] 僕の宝物 2/?
TITLE 僕の宝物 2/?
PAIRING Aiba Masaki/Ninomiya Kazunari
RATING G
LENGTH 610 words
A/N: et after 2012.12.16 Tokyo Dome Popcorn concert and based on Nino's birthday message to Aiba :) Now a drabble series!
Aiba dropped Nino's hand momentarily to fumble through his bag for his keys, almost tipping it inside out in his haste to get the both of them indoors and warmed up. As Aiba led him into the darkness of his genkan, Nino tripped with a yelp and the taller man spun around in surprise, just in time to catch the other in his arms. The momentum of his almost-fall left Nino against Aiba's chest, and the younger man found himself gripping onto Aiba's shirt instinctively, feeling the other's body warmth and faint scent exceptionally close all of a sudden. There was the unmistakable sound of Aiba letting out a breathy chuckle before Nino felt the other man's hand reach up and ruffle his hair. His ears suddenly felt hot. "Are you okay?"
"Mm, thanks..." Nino nodded and mumbled quickly before escaping from Aiba's arms and spinning around quickly to work on the task of removing his shoes. The last thing he wanted was for Aiba to see how embarrassed he was feeling. It would only result in teasing and further tormenting of his pride If only my hair hid my ears better… e thought to himself as he got his shoes off and rearranged them to face the door.
"Nino's red ears are the cutest." Aiba said loudly, pointedly.
Damn it. quot;Shut up." Nino snapped, getting up and making an attempt to move into the living room, except that his path was being blocked b someone ith their arms and legs spread out starfish-style against the walls of the hallway. Nino crossed his arms. “Move.”
Aiba grinned. “Why?”
“I want to get through,” Nino answered blatantly.
Aiba grinned again. “But I don’t want to move~” he sing-songed.
Nino clicked his tongue, letting out a sigh which made his shoulders drop and his figure shrink. He probably wasn’t even aware a pout had formed on his lips. Aiba rejoiced in the sight.
“You want through?” he teased.
“Yes... let me throug please.” Nino replied, rolling his eyes. How old were they again?
Aiba continued to grin. “Make me.”
Nino paused for a second, considering his options. To forcibly remove one of Aiba’s limbs from the wall was out of the question, he knew the taller man was much stronger than him. Squeezing himself through one of the gaps between the wall and Aiba would probably end in himself being crushed against the wall...
“Fine!” he said, his thin lips curled into a smirk. And then he attacked, his tiny fingers pressing into Aiba’s sides, tickling him without abandon.
Aiba’s body buckled under the sudden assault but he kept his limbs firmly in place against the walls, resisting the urge to laugh or let Nino through. After a full half minute of relentless tickling from a very determined Nino, Aiba felt his hands slipping. There was only one solution left.
With a loud yell of laughter Aiba let his hands drop from the walls, but moved them quickly to wrap around Nino’s torso and pick the smaller man up, swinging him over his shoulder in one fluid motion.
Suddenly losing ground, Nino yelped and protested, his limbs flailing midair as Aiba carried him into his living room and dropped him carefully onto his couch. He breathed a sigh of relief as his body found stability again and then looked up to snap at his assailant whose face was hovering closely over his own. “Oi!”
Aiba chuckled, tapping Nino’s nose once with his index finger before tilting his chin up and stealing a kiss. Bewildered Nino was also adorable.
“What do you want for dinner?”
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A/N: ell isn't this just looking to be a series of fluff? Well I hope you enjoy! To be continued :) --> Part Three