[One-shot] Special
Title: Special
Pairing Saburou/Jirou (Sakuraiba)
Ratings: G-13
Disclaimer: I only own the storyyyy
Summary: {My Girl PV AU} For this prompt in the anon fic meme at arashi_anonmeme [Saburo's way to say 'thanks' to his brothers is by giving them a peck on their lips, everybody seems to be used to it already except Jiro who SWEARS the ones he gets are longer (not that he has been counting the seconds..)]
Word Count: 1430
Beta my_wishingstar♥
A/N: Enjoy! :D
Jirou felt like a pervert when he sent multiple glances above the papers he was holding at the scene unfolding before of him. It was not that he was watching for his own entertainment purposes, it was an experiment. That was what Jirou kept telling himself when he decides to put his papers away entirely and stare openly. They were too far away to notice him anyway.
Ichi-nii had managed to find the sock Saburou misplaced. “It was behind the dryer” Ichirou had mumbled as a reply when questioned, swinging the sock left and right in front of his face, as if to examine it. Jirou did not even want to start on what he was doing behind the dryer in the first place.
He watched from his position in the kitchen as Ichirou walked up to Saburou, who was playing with his phone on the living room sofa. Ichirou stretched his arm and showed his younger brother the bundle of cloth he had in his hand. Saburou glanced up from his phone and eyes widened in surprise as he recognised his missing sock.
“Ichi-nii!” Saburou exclaimed as he sat up a little straighter and took the sock in his hand. He stood up, slightly towering over his elder brother and bent down, giving Ichirou a small peck on the lips. “Thank you.”
Jirou blinked and all too soon, Saburou was pulling back with a big smile on his face. He didn’t have much time to think about their kiss before he had someone hit him on his head.
“Jirou-nii, stop being a pervert.” Shirou said as he settled on the chair beside Jirou. Jirou rubbed his head with a pout and before he could retort, Gorou shuffled into the kitchen.
“Jirou-nii! I told you to stop doing your work in the kitchen!” He groaned when his eyes landed on the wide spread of papers on the dining table.
Jirou mumbled an apology, knowing that his reasons would only gain a shrug from the youngest. He was putting his books and papers into a neat stack when Saburou came bounding into the kitchen. Jirou didn’t know why but he felt his cheeks heating up as he thought about Saburou’s ‘Thank you’ peck with Ichirou. It had lasted for a second and Saburou had pulled back almost immediately.
“Is Gorou-chan going to cook for us now?” Saburou asked as he seated himself on the chair across Gorou. “Jirou-nii will kill us with his cooking if you don’t save us Gorou-chan!”
Jirou sighed, pouting exaggeratedly at Saburou while gathering his studying materials. For the nth time, Jirou wondered why he was always getting bullied by his younger brothers.
“It’s okay Jirou,” Ichirou said, patting Jirou’s shoulder when he was on his way back to his room. “I like Jirou’s cooking.”
Jirou laughed softly, the problem of Saburou’s ‘Thank you’ kiss temporarily forgotten.
~
Saburou plopped himself on the the seat beside Jirou and leaned against his brother’s shoulder.
“Jirou-nii~ It’s so warm!” Saburou moaned, letting his eyes fall close as he slowly fanned himself with a newspaper he grabbed off the coffee table.
Jirou looked up from his novel and let out a small smile. “Of course! It’s summer time now, Saburou. I thought you loved summer?”
Saburou sighed before twisting around to glance at his brother. “But it’s too warm! I’m dying of heat Jirou-nii!”
Jirou chuckled before using his book to fan Saburou. This summer was indeed a lot warmer than the previous years and the weather had definitely gotten everyone cranky, including Saburou, which was a surprise to Jirou. Before he could respond, the front door opened, revealing Gorou.
“Ah, Gorou-chan~” Saburou called, sagging down lower against Jirou.
“I’m home.” Gorou said, toeing off his sneakers and walking into the living and plopping the plastic bag he had in his hand onto the coffee table. Saburou brightened up at the sight of it and immediately sat up.
“You went to the conbini?” Jirou asked; surprise evident in his voice. Under such weather, the one with the least tolerance of the heat would probably be Gorou, his temper one to be wary of.
“Saburou-nii wouldn’t stop whining.” Gorou frowned before moving to grab a Popsicle from the bag. Saburou let out laugh before reaching out to take hold of Gorou’s arm. Gorou paused, understanding the action and puckered his lips.
Grinning, Saburou rose slightly and pecked the offered lips before pulling back and opening up his Popsicle packet. “Thank you Gorou-chan!”
Returning the smile, Gorou reached into the bag and passed a Popsicle to Jirou before taking one for himself and heading back to his own room.
“Thanks.” Jirou mumbled; his mind occupied. The kiss between Gorou and Saburou had been as short as the one between Ichirou and Saburou. Glancing to his right, he watched as Saburou bit off a chunk of the Popsicle, his body pressed further against Jirou as he almost melted from the bliss.
Once again, Jirou wondered if he was thinking too much.
~
“Why would anyone walk off a perfectly straight road?!” Shirou exclaimed as flopped back bonelessly onto the sofa. Saburou laughed, his eyes crinkling.
“I can’t tell!” Saburou protested as he tilted his head to the side as if the action could help him to see the map better. “It’s 3D!”
Shirou picked up a pillow and chucked it at Saburou’s head. “Of course it’s 3D! That’s the whole point!”
Saburou laughed again. “Teach me!”
“There’s nothing to teach!”
“What are you guys playing?”
The sudden voice startled the both of them.
“Jirou-nii!”
Jirou smiled back. “So what’s going on?”
“Saburou sucking at Mario World.” Shirou replied, taking the controller from said brother.
“Hey! I don’t suck!”
“Yeah, you just lack in your imagination.”
“Oi!”
Jirou chuckled as he watched them bicker back and forth. Finally, Saburou gave up.
“Teach me Shirou-chan~” Saburou almost but whined as he poked Shirou at his arm.
“Fine!” Shirou exclaimed and began giving Saburou pointers in mock irritation. Finally, the speakers let out a victory jingle.
“I did it!” Saburou laughed excitedly before reaching to his side and cupping Shirou’s face, placing a small peck on the younger brother’s lips. “Thank you Shirou-chan!”
Jirou stared at the scene in front of him. It was the same with Ichirou and Gorou; Saburou pecking them for less than a second before pulling away immediately after. It was all the same but Jirou couldn’t help but wonder if it really was different when it comes to himself.
~
“Jirou-nii?” A voice called from behind the door.
Jirou looked up from his assignment. “Yes?”
The door knob turned and Saburou poked his head through the small space. “Are you busy now Jirou-nii?”
Jirou turned his swivel chair until he was facing Saburou and removed his glasses. “Not at all. The assignment isn’t due until two weeks.”
Saburou grinned, pushing the door fully open and entering Jirou’s room, his own swivel chair on tow. Jirou scooted over to the side to make space for Saburou.
“What is it?” he asked as Saburou returned from shutting the door.
Smiling, Saburou pushed his trigonometry homework towards Jirou. “I need help and Jirou-nii is the best person to look for!”
Nodding in understanding, Jirou flipped through the paper. “Okay then!”
It was at least an hour into the ‘tutoring’ session before the blanks on the papers were completely filled.
“I wish Jirou-nii was my teacher!” Saburou sighed as he looked through worksheet again.
Jirou laughed, patting his brother lightly on his head. “Saburou is always welcomed to look for me if he has problems.”
Saburou grinned before leaning forward, invading his brother’s private space. “Thank you, Jirou-nii.” Then he tilted his head, his lips meeting Jirou’s.
Jirou blinked once, twice. After what seemed like a really long time, Saburou finally pulled back, a cheeky grin on his face.
“The kiss.” Jirou blurted out before he could stop himself. “Your kiss…”
Saburou tilted his head slightly. “What is it, Jirou-nii?”
Jirou gulped, his cheeks suddenly heating up for reasons unknown to him. “Your kiss with me… Is longer…”
No longer sporting his grin, Saburou’s face turned serious as he leaned forward once again, aligning his face in front of Jirou’s.
“It is.” He said, eyes shining with amusement.
Jirou felt himself fighting the urge to duck under his blanket to hide from Saburou’s eyes. “Why?”
“Because Jirou-nii is special.” Saburou said earnestly before swooping down to steal another kiss from his flustered brother who was as red as a tomato.
“Jirou-nii is the most special.”
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Title is the way it is because I am ~~full of creativity~~ 8{D
Pairing Saburou/Jirou (Sakuraiba)
Ratings: G-13
Disclaimer: I only own the storyyyy
Summary: {My Girl PV AU} For this prompt in the anon fic meme at arashi_anonmeme [Saburo's way to say 'thanks' to his brothers is by giving them a peck on their lips, everybody seems to be used to it already except Jiro who SWEARS the ones he gets are longer (not that he has been counting the seconds..)]
Word Count: 1430
Beta my_wishingstar♥
A/N: Enjoy! :D
Jirou felt like a pervert when he sent multiple glances above the papers he was holding at the scene unfolding before of him. It was not that he was watching for his own entertainment purposes, it was an experiment. That was what Jirou kept telling himself when he decides to put his papers away entirely and stare openly. They were too far away to notice him anyway.
Ichi-nii had managed to find the sock Saburou misplaced. “It was behind the dryer” Ichirou had mumbled as a reply when questioned, swinging the sock left and right in front of his face, as if to examine it. Jirou did not even want to start on what he was doing behind the dryer in the first place.
He watched from his position in the kitchen as Ichirou walked up to Saburou, who was playing with his phone on the living room sofa. Ichirou stretched his arm and showed his younger brother the bundle of cloth he had in his hand. Saburou glanced up from his phone and eyes widened in surprise as he recognised his missing sock.
“Ichi-nii!” Saburou exclaimed as he sat up a little straighter and took the sock in his hand. He stood up, slightly towering over his elder brother and bent down, giving Ichirou a small peck on the lips. “Thank you.”
Jirou blinked and all too soon, Saburou was pulling back with a big smile on his face. He didn’t have much time to think about their kiss before he had someone hit him on his head.
“Jirou-nii, stop being a pervert.” Shirou said as he settled on the chair beside Jirou. Jirou rubbed his head with a pout and before he could retort, Gorou shuffled into the kitchen.
“Jirou-nii! I told you to stop doing your work in the kitchen!” He groaned when his eyes landed on the wide spread of papers on the dining table.
Jirou mumbled an apology, knowing that his reasons would only gain a shrug from the youngest. He was putting his books and papers into a neat stack when Saburou came bounding into the kitchen. Jirou didn’t know why but he felt his cheeks heating up as he thought about Saburou’s ‘Thank you’ peck with Ichirou. It had lasted for a second and Saburou had pulled back almost immediately.
“Is Gorou-chan going to cook for us now?” Saburou asked as he seated himself on the chair across Gorou. “Jirou-nii will kill us with his cooking if you don’t save us Gorou-chan!”
Jirou sighed, pouting exaggeratedly at Saburou while gathering his studying materials. For the nth time, Jirou wondered why he was always getting bullied by his younger brothers.
“It’s okay Jirou,” Ichirou said, patting Jirou’s shoulder when he was on his way back to his room. “I like Jirou’s cooking.”
Jirou laughed softly, the problem of Saburou’s ‘Thank you’ kiss temporarily forgotten.
~
Saburou plopped himself on the the seat beside Jirou and leaned against his brother’s shoulder.
“Jirou-nii~ It’s so warm!” Saburou moaned, letting his eyes fall close as he slowly fanned himself with a newspaper he grabbed off the coffee table.
Jirou looked up from his novel and let out a small smile. “Of course! It’s summer time now, Saburou. I thought you loved summer?”
Saburou sighed before twisting around to glance at his brother. “But it’s too warm! I’m dying of heat Jirou-nii!”
Jirou chuckled before using his book to fan Saburou. This summer was indeed a lot warmer than the previous years and the weather had definitely gotten everyone cranky, including Saburou, which was a surprise to Jirou. Before he could respond, the front door opened, revealing Gorou.
“Ah, Gorou-chan~” Saburou called, sagging down lower against Jirou.
“I’m home.” Gorou said, toeing off his sneakers and walking into the living and plopping the plastic bag he had in his hand onto the coffee table. Saburou brightened up at the sight of it and immediately sat up.
“You went to the conbini?” Jirou asked; surprise evident in his voice. Under such weather, the one with the least tolerance of the heat would probably be Gorou, his temper one to be wary of.
“Saburou-nii wouldn’t stop whining.” Gorou frowned before moving to grab a Popsicle from the bag. Saburou let out laugh before reaching out to take hold of Gorou’s arm. Gorou paused, understanding the action and puckered his lips.
Grinning, Saburou rose slightly and pecked the offered lips before pulling back and opening up his Popsicle packet. “Thank you Gorou-chan!”
Returning the smile, Gorou reached into the bag and passed a Popsicle to Jirou before taking one for himself and heading back to his own room.
“Thanks.” Jirou mumbled; his mind occupied. The kiss between Gorou and Saburou had been as short as the one between Ichirou and Saburou. Glancing to his right, he watched as Saburou bit off a chunk of the Popsicle, his body pressed further against Jirou as he almost melted from the bliss.
Once again, Jirou wondered if he was thinking too much.
~
“Why would anyone walk off a perfectly straight road?!” Shirou exclaimed as flopped back bonelessly onto the sofa. Saburou laughed, his eyes crinkling.
“I can’t tell!” Saburou protested as he tilted his head to the side as if the action could help him to see the map better. “It’s 3D!”
Shirou picked up a pillow and chucked it at Saburou’s head. “Of course it’s 3D! That’s the whole point!”
Saburou laughed again. “Teach me!”
“There’s nothing to teach!”
“What are you guys playing?”
The sudden voice startled the both of them.
“Jirou-nii!”
Jirou smiled back. “So what’s going on?”
“Saburou sucking at Mario World.” Shirou replied, taking the controller from said brother.
“Hey! I don’t suck!”
“Yeah, you just lack in your imagination.”
“Oi!”
Jirou chuckled as he watched them bicker back and forth. Finally, Saburou gave up.
“Teach me Shirou-chan~” Saburou almost but whined as he poked Shirou at his arm.
“Fine!” Shirou exclaimed and began giving Saburou pointers in mock irritation. Finally, the speakers let out a victory jingle.
“I did it!” Saburou laughed excitedly before reaching to his side and cupping Shirou’s face, placing a small peck on the younger brother’s lips. “Thank you Shirou-chan!”
Jirou stared at the scene in front of him. It was the same with Ichirou and Gorou; Saburou pecking them for less than a second before pulling away immediately after. It was all the same but Jirou couldn’t help but wonder if it really was different when it comes to himself.
~
“Jirou-nii?” A voice called from behind the door.
Jirou looked up from his assignment. “Yes?”
The door knob turned and Saburou poked his head through the small space. “Are you busy now Jirou-nii?”
Jirou turned his swivel chair until he was facing Saburou and removed his glasses. “Not at all. The assignment isn’t due until two weeks.”
Saburou grinned, pushing the door fully open and entering Jirou’s room, his own swivel chair on tow. Jirou scooted over to the side to make space for Saburou.
“What is it?” he asked as Saburou returned from shutting the door.
Smiling, Saburou pushed his trigonometry homework towards Jirou. “I need help and Jirou-nii is the best person to look for!”
Nodding in understanding, Jirou flipped through the paper. “Okay then!”
It was at least an hour into the ‘tutoring’ session before the blanks on the papers were completely filled.
“I wish Jirou-nii was my teacher!” Saburou sighed as he looked through worksheet again.
Jirou laughed, patting his brother lightly on his head. “Saburou is always welcomed to look for me if he has problems.”
Saburou grinned before leaning forward, invading his brother’s private space. “Thank you, Jirou-nii.” Then he tilted his head, his lips meeting Jirou’s.
Jirou blinked once, twice. After what seemed like a really long time, Saburou finally pulled back, a cheeky grin on his face.
“The kiss.” Jirou blurted out before he could stop himself. “Your kiss…”
Saburou tilted his head slightly. “What is it, Jirou-nii?”
Jirou gulped, his cheeks suddenly heating up for reasons unknown to him. “Your kiss with me… Is longer…”
No longer sporting his grin, Saburou’s face turned serious as he leaned forward once again, aligning his face in front of Jirou’s.
“It is.” He said, eyes shining with amusement.
Jirou felt himself fighting the urge to duck under his blanket to hide from Saburou’s eyes. “Why?”
“Because Jirou-nii is special.” Saburou said earnestly before swooping down to steal another kiss from his flustered brother who was as red as a tomato.
“Jirou-nii is the most special.”
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Title is the way it is because I am ~~full of creativity~~ 8{D