Arashi - ohmiya - Spellbound
Title: Spellbound
Fandom: Arashi
Pairing: ohmiya
Word count: 315
Notes: crappity-crap-crap Ugh, I've haven't written anything in such a long while, the pain was almost physical. D: The title comes from an AC/DC song, of all things. XD This is nothing special, just, Ohno needed my attention, that's all.
The lights switch from the cold blue to moss green and then to deep red, reflected like little jewels on Nino’s skin. Ohno watches how the spot on his neck switches colours, turning the pale skin into millions of improbable hues.
Nino is concentrating, his head bowed, exposing his neck to Ohno like it’s intentional. Maybe it is, the way Nino shifts, moving his head from side to side. A sigh, and Nino is back to reading, concentrating on the script in his lap.
Ohno can hear the music thumping from the stage speakers, dull thud in his head and in his chest. Someone jumps up and down on the stage just above them. Nino glances up and scowls, like the person (probably Aiba, Ohno thinks) would somehow see him under there.
Over them, the jumping stops.
Ohno moves his chair closer to Nino, careful not to make too much sound. Now he is close enough to see the texture of the skin, little moles and the fine hairs on the back of Nino’s neck. His hair is getting long, strands of it not quite managing to stick up anymore. Ohno blows gently at them, making Nino shiver.
"Stop it."
Ohno takes a strand of hair between his fingers, rubbing at it, allowing his knuckles to brush against Nino’s neck. He can see Nino’s back tensing, but Nino doesn’t say anything, so Ohno continues. He draws his fingers through Nino’s hair and leans over, placing a small kiss on the neck, where he can feel the bumps of Nino’s spine through the skin.
The lights from the stage colour Nino’s hair blue.
Nino sighs again and then leans against Ohno, dropping the script on the floor. Ohno can see the corner of Nino’s lips curling up into a smile. “Ah, the script was boring me anyway," he says.
Over them, Aiba starts to jump again.
Fandom: Arashi
Pairing: ohmiya
Word count: 315
Notes: crappity-crap-crap Ugh, I've haven't written anything in such a long while, the pain was almost physical. D: The title comes from an AC/DC song, of all things. XD This is nothing special, just, Ohno needed my attention, that's all.
The lights switch from the cold blue to moss green and then to deep red, reflected like little jewels on Nino’s skin. Ohno watches how the spot on his neck switches colours, turning the pale skin into millions of improbable hues.
Nino is concentrating, his head bowed, exposing his neck to Ohno like it’s intentional. Maybe it is, the way Nino shifts, moving his head from side to side. A sigh, and Nino is back to reading, concentrating on the script in his lap.
Ohno can hear the music thumping from the stage speakers, dull thud in his head and in his chest. Someone jumps up and down on the stage just above them. Nino glances up and scowls, like the person (probably Aiba, Ohno thinks) would somehow see him under there.
Over them, the jumping stops.
Ohno moves his chair closer to Nino, careful not to make too much sound. Now he is close enough to see the texture of the skin, little moles and the fine hairs on the back of Nino’s neck. His hair is getting long, strands of it not quite managing to stick up anymore. Ohno blows gently at them, making Nino shiver.
"Stop it."
Ohno takes a strand of hair between his fingers, rubbing at it, allowing his knuckles to brush against Nino’s neck. He can see Nino’s back tensing, but Nino doesn’t say anything, so Ohno continues. He draws his fingers through Nino’s hair and leans over, placing a small kiss on the neck, where he can feel the bumps of Nino’s spine through the skin.
The lights from the stage colour Nino’s hair blue.
Nino sighs again and then leans against Ohno, dropping the script on the floor. Ohno can see the corner of Nino’s lips curling up into a smile. “Ah, the script was boring me anyway," he says.
Over them, Aiba starts to jump again.