Kiss And Make-Up

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I wrote this at work, sorry it sucks xD
This is for my himitsu_17 -chan because she wasn't feeling very well *cuddle* hope you feel better my lovely

NAME: Kiss And Make-Up
CHAPTER: One-shot
PAIRING: Ninomiya x Ohno / Sakurai x Aiba / Arashi [Friendship]

RATING: R? NC17? xD who knows
SUMMARY: “That’s my point! You are so focused on your games that you don’t even realise that I’m unhappy!”



“I can’t do this anymore,” Ohno cried, dragging his suitcase towards the front door.

Nino paused his game and rushed after him.

“Satoshi? What are you do-”

Ohno spun around, glaring at Nino.

“That’s my point! You are so focused on your games that you don’t even realise that I’m unhappy!”

“You need to tell me things like that!” Nino cried, reaching for him.

Ohno jerked backwards, tears in his eyes.

“I have been telling you,” He said softly, the hurt evident on his face. “I’m going to stay with Sho-chan and Aiba,”

He grabbed the handle of his suitcase and pulled the door open, dragging the luggage to the waiting cab.

“Satoshi, wait!” Nino yelled, chasing after Ohno’s figure. By the time Nino reached the edge of the pavement, the taxi had already pulled away.

“Don’t go,” He mumbled, standing at the curb, a single tear dripping down his face.

--

Nino sat silently on the sofa in Arashi’s dressing room, staring blankly at the screen of his DS. He glanced up as Jun walked in, grumbling a “Morning” in Nino’s direction.

When Nino didn’t reply, Jun raised an eyebrow and sat down next to him.

“Where’s Leader?” He asked. Jun noticed immediately that Nino’s DS screen was blank, and that his eyes were puffy.

“Are you alright, Nino?” He asked gently, touching him softly on his arm.

Nino looked up, and just as he opened his mouth to speak, Aiba skipped into the room, followed by Sho, and eventually Ohno.

“I told you,” Ohno grumbled at Sho, “He’s still playing it,”

“Satoshi-kun,” Sho said reproachfully.

Nino kept his eyes on the floor. His fingers went limp and his DS slipped out of his hands, smashing into the floor with a loud crack as the screen broke. A tear ran down his cheek as he got to his feet, leaving the room silently, his eyes still on the ground.

“Leader,” Jun frowned, “You’re supposed to be an adult. And his DS wasn’t even on,” He got to his feet and followed Nino from the room.

Aiba watched them leave and promptly burst into tears.

“Why are you crying?” Sho said, wrapping an arm around his slim waist.

“Because Oh-chan and Nino-chan are unhappy and they’re fighting, and I hate fights!” Aiba wailed.

“You’re such a kid,”

Sho wiped at his tears and glanced at Ohno, who had taken a seat, and was staring at the ground angrily.

Jun chased Nino down the corridor and followed him into the bathroom.

“Nino?” He said, touching his shoulder.

Nino turned around to face him, tears pouring down his face. “Jun,” He whimpered, wiping his cheeks with his sleeve.

“Nino, what happened?” Jun asked.

Nino leant into Jun’s chest, wrapping his arms around him and burying his face in the crook of his neck. Jun put his arms around Nino’s shoulders and held him close as he cried.

“Satoshi left last night,” Nino sobbed into his chest, “He said he’s fed up and I never listen to him,”

Jun stroked his hair gently, “Why would he think that?”

“Because I always play my games, probably,” Nino sniffed, “But I’m doing it for a reason. And I do listen to him!”

“Have you spoken to him about this?” Jun asked as Nino pulled away. Nino shook his head.

“Well, you probably should,” Jun suggested, swiping a tissue across his tear stained cheeks.

---

Aiba prodded Ohno in the side. “Why are you angry at Nino-chan?” He asked, sitting on  his knees on the sofa and leaning in to Ohno’s face.

“Masaki,” Sho said patiently, “He told us last night,”

“But I was sleepy last night. Besides, I had other things on my mind,” He sulked, remembering how him and Sho were interrupted during an intimate moment by the doorbell.

“Well you could have at least tried to listen,” Sho said, smiling fondly at him. Aiba returned the smile sheepishly, and turned back to Ohno.

“He never listens to me,” Ohno grumbled, “And he’s so into his games that he doesn’t even realise that I’m there sometimes,”

“You know he loves his games, Satoshi-kun,” Sho said, “You knew that before you even moved in with him,”

“I know, but.. It’d be nice if he gave me some attention,” Ohno snapped.

“Have you tried to talk to him about it?” Aiba asked, wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

Ohno nodded, “Yes, but he didn’t listen. He ignored me, as usual,”

“Are you sure he even heard you?” Aiba said, “He turns his games up pretty loud sometimes,”

When Ohno didn’t answer, Aiba nodded knowingly, “How’s your sex life?” He asked suddenly.

Ohno blushed, keeping his eyes on the floor.

“Masaki, what has that got to do with anything?” Sho said.

Aiba smiled cheekily at Sho, “Everything! I’ve figured it all out!”

---

“I don’t know how to bring it up,” Nino said sadly, wiping at his eyes with the tissue Jun gave him.

“Just tell him what you’re thinking, and how you feel,” Jun said with a soft smile.

“But I can’t! He’s always so tired! I don’t want to bother him with silly stuff! I mean, we don’t even… you know… anymore, because I don’t want to wear him out even more,”

Jun hummed and nodded, “But he’s unhappy?”

Nino nodded, “He works so hard that I just want him to relax a bit,”

“So you play your games?” Jun asked. Nino nodded sadly.

“But he doesn’t want to talk to me because he thinks I don’t care about anything but the games.

---

“Are you sure you’re not just being stubborn?” Aiba pressed, “I think you should talk to him tonight when you get home.”

Ohno looked up sharply, “When I go home?” He said, “Can’t I stay with you for a while longer?”

“No. Because me and Sho-chan need to finish what we started last night!” Aiba grinned at Sho mischievously.

Sho shook his head and rolled his eyes, “You can stay as long as you like, Satoshi-kun,” He said kindly, ignoring the pout Aiba gave him, “But I do think that you should talk to Nino when he’s not playing his games,”

Ohno snorted, “Then I won’t be able to talk to him,”

“Don’t be silly,” Sho said sternly, “He obviously cares a lot for  you, or he wouldn’t be so upset, right? His DS even broke and he didn’t kick up a fuss,”

Sho pointed at the remains of the DS that Aiba had tried to rescue with sticky tape and glue; but failed.

Ohno grunted and glanced up as Jun and Nino returned to the room. He looked away immediately, and Sho exchanged glances with Jun, as Aiba skipped over to Nino, proudly showing him his “restored, almost as good as new” DS.

---

Once the filming was finished, Sho put Ohno in a cab to send him back to his own home.

“If it goes badly, you can always come back to ours. But at least try to talk to him, alright?”

Ohno scowled at him, “I’ll only be at his for about 10 minutes,” He mumbled.

Sho nodded, “As long as you try,”

Ohno unlocked the front door once he climbed out of the taxi. He noticed that Nino’s car was already parked at the front of the house, and took a deep breath before entering the house.

“Satoshi?” Nino called, running out of the living room, “You came ba-”

“No,” Ohno interrupted, “I’m only here to talk to you because Sho-chan asked me to.”

Nino frowned, “But you don’t want to talk to me?” He said sadly.

Ohno shook his head, “No I don’t, because you don’t care about me at all,”

“Don’t be stupid, of course I care about you,” Nino said, in shock.

“You don’t!” Ohno cried, “You always ignore me and play your stupid games! You don’t even want sex anymore!”

“I play my games because I care!” Nino exclaimed, “And it’s not that I don’t want sex, it’s that-”

“That makes no sense!” Ohno yelled, “You play your games because you care? That’s bullshit!”

Nino glared at Ohno, who was still standing by the front door. He strode towards him, grabbing him by the front of his shirt.

“Satoshi, you’re exhausted! I don’t want sex because you need rest! And I play my games so I don’t bother you! You need to relax, you’re overworked!”

“But I don’t want to!” Ohno cried, reaching out and gripping Nino’s t-shirt, “I want to relax with you! I want to sleep with you! You’re here, but I miss you! You might think it’s better for me, but what about my feelings?”

With one tug on Nino’s shirt, Ohno pulled their lips together, kissing him hard, before pulling away.
“I miss you!” He yelled angrily.

In an instant, Nino had Ohno pressed into the wall, their lips moving furiously against each other. Ohno shrugged his jacket off and kicked his shoes across the hallway, before ridding Nino of his shirt.

Nino growled as Ohno’s hands ran up his bare chest, before wrapping his arms around his neck and pulling him harder against him.

Nino broke away for a split second to tear Ohno’s shirt from him, before their lips were glued together again.

Nino stumbled backwards as Ohno pushed him towards the bedroom, slipping a hand into Nino’s boxers on the way.

Nino groaned as the older man dropped to his knees in front of him, tugging his trousers and boxers straight down to his knees.

“Urgh, Satoshi,” Nino growled , threading his fingers through the man’s blonde hair, “F.. Fuck, Satoshi,”

Ohno hummed around his length, struggling to get our of his own trousers. Once he had made sense of the material, he dropped Nino and got to his feet, attaching their lips together again.

Nino kicked his trousers off, before spinning them around and guiding Ohno roughly to the bed.

He landed heavily on top of Ohno, immediately spreading his legs with his hands. He tore his lips from Ohno’s and pressed three fingers against his lips.

Ohno took them into his mouth, sucking on them greedily as Nino’s other hand found his member.

“Mm, Kazu,” He groaned huskily as Nino pulled his fingers away.

Ohno leant up, capturing Nino’s lips in a hard kiss, hissing as Nino pressed his fingers into him, one at a time.

Once Nino felt that he was prepared enough, he pulled away, aiming for the lube in the drawer across the room. Ohno wrapped his legs around Nino’s slim waist, pulling him back hard.

“Forget it, just fuck me already,” He growled, sounding slightly whiney.

“It’ll hurt,” Nino stated.

“Just do it, I need you,” Ohno snarled, “It’s been long enough already,”

“Don’t blame me if it hurts tomorrow, Satoshi, because I’m going to fuck you so hard you might not be able to walk,” Nino growled, kissing him hard.

“You’re all mouth, Kazunari,” Ohno snapped.

Nino pulled back and spat on his hand, rubbing himself, before positioning himself at Ohno’s entrance.

Ohno cried out loudly as Nino pushed fully into him in one.

“Kazu!” He yelled, his fingers gripping at Nino’s shoulders painfully tight.

Nino grunted, trying his hardest to stay still to allow Ohno time to adjust.

“Fucking… move, Kazu,” Ohno snarled, trying to push onto him.

“As you wish,” Nino said, pulling his hips back and slamming them forward again.

Ohno was whimpering and groaning with every hard thrust Nino made, every now and then growling out commands, which Nino instantly responded to. He felt his back arch and his toes curl as Nino found his spot, hammering into it relentlessly. Nino reached in between them, gripping Ohno hard and flicking his wrist as he felt him become undone underneath him.

Nino quickly followed with a shuddering groan, before pulling out and collapsing next to him on the bed.

“And you said I never listen,” He said, slapping Ohno’s thigh weakly.

“You don’t,” Ohno replied, “I asked you to go faster, and you went harder instead,”

“Well, I can only do so much,” Nino said. He sat up and cleaned up Ohno’s stomach, before pulling him against him.

“Why didn’t you talk to me about it earlier?” He said softly, pushing Ohno’s hair from his eyes.

“I did, but you didn’t hear me,” Ohno said quietly.

“Then speak up,” Nino laughed, nuzzling into his neck, “But you really do need to rest,”

“I’ll rest if you’re with me,” Ohno replied with a gentle smile.

---

“Well, it’s been three hours, I’m guessing Satoshi-kun won’t be coming back here,” Sho mumbled, checking his watch. He turned to Aiba who was sitting with an all too innocent face on the other sofa, “How did you figure it out?”

Aiba shrugged, “Their last argument was about the same kind of thing. Except it was the other way around,”

“Mm. Well I suppose they made up,” Sho smiled as Aiba got to his feet.

“Yep. And they are probably fucking,” He said brightly, straddling Sho’s lap, “Which is what we should be doing…”

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END!

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Sorry it sucks, I wrote it at work *excuses excuses" xD