How I met your father (Chapter 3)
Nino and Ohno stared at each other for a while longer. Ohno had a hopeful look on his face, and Nino sighed in the end. “Okay, okay, you got me. You can stay. But if you are just late for one payment you are out,” he grumbled as he stood.
“Thank you,” Ohno said with a bright, happy laugh. He jumped to his feet and hugged Nino tightly. “Thank you you are my hero!!!” he yelled, making Nino wince at the loudness of his voice.
“God not so loud,” Nino grumbled. “I have a few rules, though.”
“Okay, no problem,” Ohno said fast. Nino looked at him in amusement before he giggled.
“You don’t even know what they are.”
“Doesn’t matter. I need a room. I can’t stand one more night at Sho’s and Aiba’s flat. They are too loud,” he whined with a shudder.
Nino giggled a little bit at the words. He could imagine that neither Sho nor Aiba held back even with a visitor in their home. His friend has no self-discipline in that way. That was mostly the reason Aiba had moved out because otherwise, Nino would have killed them.
“I suppose you are right. I’ll show you your room. It’s furnished with a bed and a cupboard since Masaki left his things. I haven’t gotten around to throw them out so your decision if you want to keep them you have to talk with Masaki if and how much money he wants for them. But I honestly think he would be just happy not to have to pay for getting rid of them.”
“I would like to keep them. I don’t have any here, and it would be easier that way than to somehow bring them here,” Ohno said.
Nino sent a smile in his direction as he heard the excited tilt in his voice. He took his hand and tugged him along. He opened the door to the second room with a little flourish. It was not a big room, but it wasn’t that small either. “It will need cleaning, I suppose. I only aired the room out so that there would be no mould or something like that,” he explained.
“Our rooms are closed off for the other if not said otherwise so that we can be private if needed, kitchen, living room and bath is for us both. Masaki and I had a household account where we both put and took money from if we bought stuff for the shared flat. If you don’t want that we can buy our own stuff.”
“I don’t mind sharing those things. It sounds easier.”
“Okay, but then there will be any moaning about one using up more than the other from both sides.”
“Deal. Only if it seems like one of us use all of it up for themselves all the time,” Ohno bargained, and Nino shrugged.
“As long as it’s not cleaning products and it’s just because you are too lazy.”
Ohno grinned as he nodded. “I like cleaning, though. I like cleaning the tub.”
“Good then you are on bathroom duty,” Nino decided with a scrunched up nose. It was not his favourite thing to do. “I’ll clean the dishes as long as you won’t use all up when you cook.”
“I mostly cook curries and fried rice,” Ohno said with a lazy smirk.
“Oh joy,” Nino grumbled with a sigh as he thought that it would probably be his turn more often than Ohno, but that was the same with Aiba because Aiba sometimes had scary ideas about what could taste nice or bad.
“Any more rules?”
“Friday nights are for playing games,” Nino mumbled. “I always play on Friday nights so I would like for it to stay it like that. Sometimes I stream that, so people got used to that day.”
“I have no problem with that,” Ohno said with a smile.
“Good, I think that’s all. Do you have anything?”
“Am I allowed to say something?” Ohno asked with a small grin. Nino frowned a bit at those words.
“I should deny you that just for the asking, but yes, if this is supposed to work…”
“I mentioned I’m an art student. I sometimes stay up late and listen to music then. If I’m too loud, please tell me without evicting me directly. I can’t help it whenever my muse strikes.”
“I’m a music major so I will only tell you if your music sucks or I can’t concentrate on my work or not make my deadlines,” Nino said with a nod.
Ohno smiled happily at his words. “Will you play for me?” he asked.
Nino blinked as nobody had ever asked him so directly before. “Will you paint a portrait of me?” he asked instead of answering directly.
“While you play for me,” Ohno said with a smirk. “And if you are not mad. I’m not good in realistic portraits. I’m rather abstruse at least my teachers say so.”
Nino laughed as he nodded. Maybe Aiba was right, and Ohno was not as bad as he thought. Ohno stepped closer to the other until their noses almost touched.
Nino could smell his breath as he was so close to him, and he was surprised at how minty it still smelled even after coffee and their breakfast. He held his breath automatically because he was sure that he didn’t feel as fresh even if he had showered this morning instead of last night as Ohno had.
“What?”
“Since Aiba already is telling the world and everybody else that we slept together how about we make it true?” Ohno said with a small smirk on his face. “I remember you checking me out,” he added with a strange wriggle of his eyebrows.
Nino’s eyes widened as he shoved him back. He watched as Ohno stumbled against the sofa and then started to laugh. He observed the other man who was very cute right now even if he was silly and probably would take the last working brain cell of him over just a couple of weeks.
Still, he was cute and deep inside he knew that he would probably not decline that offer if not for the thought of Aiba barging in with Sho and foodstuff sooner than he liked.
“We should clean up. Masaki and Sho will arrive soon with your stuff and enough food to last a week. I will need a beer to survive today,” he mumbled growling when Ohno perked up at the mention of beer.
“As drunk as you were yesterday I can’t believe that you want some.”
“Beer is good,” Ohno hummed very calmly.
Nino’s lips twitched at a smile. On the other hand, Ohno would also be a balm for his mind he supposed. As far as he was this peaceful most of the time.
“Thank you,” Ohno said with a bright, happy laugh. He jumped to his feet and hugged Nino tightly. “Thank you you are my hero!!!” he yelled, making Nino wince at the loudness of his voice.
“God not so loud,” Nino grumbled. “I have a few rules, though.”
“Okay, no problem,” Ohno said fast. Nino looked at him in amusement before he giggled.
“You don’t even know what they are.”
“Doesn’t matter. I need a room. I can’t stand one more night at Sho’s and Aiba’s flat. They are too loud,” he whined with a shudder.
Nino giggled a little bit at the words. He could imagine that neither Sho nor Aiba held back even with a visitor in their home. His friend has no self-discipline in that way. That was mostly the reason Aiba had moved out because otherwise, Nino would have killed them.
“I suppose you are right. I’ll show you your room. It’s furnished with a bed and a cupboard since Masaki left his things. I haven’t gotten around to throw them out so your decision if you want to keep them you have to talk with Masaki if and how much money he wants for them. But I honestly think he would be just happy not to have to pay for getting rid of them.”
“I would like to keep them. I don’t have any here, and it would be easier that way than to somehow bring them here,” Ohno said.
Nino sent a smile in his direction as he heard the excited tilt in his voice. He took his hand and tugged him along. He opened the door to the second room with a little flourish. It was not a big room, but it wasn’t that small either. “It will need cleaning, I suppose. I only aired the room out so that there would be no mould or something like that,” he explained.
“Our rooms are closed off for the other if not said otherwise so that we can be private if needed, kitchen, living room and bath is for us both. Masaki and I had a household account where we both put and took money from if we bought stuff for the shared flat. If you don’t want that we can buy our own stuff.”
“I don’t mind sharing those things. It sounds easier.”
“Okay, but then there will be any moaning about one using up more than the other from both sides.”
“Deal. Only if it seems like one of us use all of it up for themselves all the time,” Ohno bargained, and Nino shrugged.
“As long as it’s not cleaning products and it’s just because you are too lazy.”
Ohno grinned as he nodded. “I like cleaning, though. I like cleaning the tub.”
“Good then you are on bathroom duty,” Nino decided with a scrunched up nose. It was not his favourite thing to do. “I’ll clean the dishes as long as you won’t use all up when you cook.”
“I mostly cook curries and fried rice,” Ohno said with a lazy smirk.
“Oh joy,” Nino grumbled with a sigh as he thought that it would probably be his turn more often than Ohno, but that was the same with Aiba because Aiba sometimes had scary ideas about what could taste nice or bad.
“Any more rules?”
“Friday nights are for playing games,” Nino mumbled. “I always play on Friday nights so I would like for it to stay it like that. Sometimes I stream that, so people got used to that day.”
“I have no problem with that,” Ohno said with a smile.
“Good, I think that’s all. Do you have anything?”
“Am I allowed to say something?” Ohno asked with a small grin. Nino frowned a bit at those words.
“I should deny you that just for the asking, but yes, if this is supposed to work…”
“I mentioned I’m an art student. I sometimes stay up late and listen to music then. If I’m too loud, please tell me without evicting me directly. I can’t help it whenever my muse strikes.”
“I’m a music major so I will only tell you if your music sucks or I can’t concentrate on my work or not make my deadlines,” Nino said with a nod.
Ohno smiled happily at his words. “Will you play for me?” he asked.
Nino blinked as nobody had ever asked him so directly before. “Will you paint a portrait of me?” he asked instead of answering directly.
“While you play for me,” Ohno said with a smirk. “And if you are not mad. I’m not good in realistic portraits. I’m rather abstruse at least my teachers say so.”
Nino laughed as he nodded. Maybe Aiba was right, and Ohno was not as bad as he thought. Ohno stepped closer to the other until their noses almost touched.
Nino could smell his breath as he was so close to him, and he was surprised at how minty it still smelled even after coffee and their breakfast. He held his breath automatically because he was sure that he didn’t feel as fresh even if he had showered this morning instead of last night as Ohno had.
“What?”
“Since Aiba already is telling the world and everybody else that we slept together how about we make it true?” Ohno said with a small smirk on his face. “I remember you checking me out,” he added with a strange wriggle of his eyebrows.
Nino’s eyes widened as he shoved him back. He watched as Ohno stumbled against the sofa and then started to laugh. He observed the other man who was very cute right now even if he was silly and probably would take the last working brain cell of him over just a couple of weeks.
Still, he was cute and deep inside he knew that he would probably not decline that offer if not for the thought of Aiba barging in with Sho and foodstuff sooner than he liked.
“We should clean up. Masaki and Sho will arrive soon with your stuff and enough food to last a week. I will need a beer to survive today,” he mumbled growling when Ohno perked up at the mention of beer.
“As drunk as you were yesterday I can’t believe that you want some.”
“Beer is good,” Ohno hummed very calmly.
Nino’s lips twitched at a smile. On the other hand, Ohno would also be a balm for his mind he supposed. As far as he was this peaceful most of the time.