Prompt Drabbles the second, post #4
Continued from the previous post because it was too long.
Title: All I Want for Christmas
Pairing: Sho/Nino
Rating: PG13
Prompt: for narusaku4vr
Sho checked his watch. It was Christmas Eve, but he had had to work this morning and although he had the evening off, as almost everyone in the studio did, he wouldn’t be spending it with the person he most wanted to.
No, Nino had taken the entire day off and was visiting some relative in some far off place, so Sho was going to meet up with Aiba, Jun, and Leader for their usual Happy Birthday Aiba/Christmas celebration, and then maybe drink at home by himself. He’d be staying over at his parents for a few days after tomorrow, so there wasn’t much else to do but wallow through the holiday alone and celebrate New Year or something with his beloved video game freak.
Meeting his manager outside to get his present for Aiba, Sho tucked his scarf under his chin tighter before reaching for the bag, but the other man stopped him from leaving right away.
“Sho, Ohno asked me to have you call him. He said the plans for tonight were changed a little.”
With a slightly raised eyebrow, Sho nodded, then pulled out his phone, finding a missed call from Leader that he hadn’t noticed, as he hadn’t checked his phone since before lunch.
Leader told him that something had come up with the restaurant they were going to meet at, and instead they were going to come over to Sho’s house, as he was the last one finished today, and have their get together there instead.
Of course Sho told them they would have to wait because it was no doubt a mess there and he wasn’t expecting them so he didn’t have enough food, even though Ohno assured him they’d bring something. After he was finished, his manager gave him a ride home luckily enough, and Sho rushed as fast as he could to make sure everything was taken care of by the time the others came over.
But he didn’t remember leaving the Christmas lights on, or even having Christmas lights, or the soft jazz music that was coming from his full stereo next to the TV.
He slipped his shoes off cautiously, wondering what all the decorations were about, and stared at the full sized Christmas tree on the other side of the room that was glowing with different colors bulbs and trimmed with various decorations (he could tell that some of them were video game themed key chains, though), completed with a few wrapped packages underneath.
Just then the music changed to something a little more upbeat and Sho almost started laughing when Nino jumped out from his hiding place behind the tree right as the English words started to permeate the living room.
“I don’t want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need,” he started to sing along, at the top of his lungs and with very bad pronunciation, pretending to hold a microphone up to his mouth as his other hand flailed around in time with the beat. “I don’t care about the presents, underneath the Christmas treeeee.”
He was wearing a red felt jacket and a corny Santa hat with a pom-pom that bounced around as he moved closer to Sho, but what was really noticeable was his shining smile and excited eyes, which made him look both adorable and far younger than he was.
“I just want you for my own,” Nino continued, throwing his arms around the other man’s shoulders and pressing himself fully against Sho’s chest. “More than you could something something,” he stumbled over the lyrics, but just continued smiling despite his mistake. “Wish, something something-“ Nino giggled, humming along with the melody until the main theme came up, and then belted out, “All I want for Christmas is you!”
Sho laughed outright, his hands already on Nino’s narrow waist, and was kissed instead of any more singing, probably because Nino couldn’t remember the words or didn’t really care, both of which he was okay with right now.
“What’re you doing here?” Sho asked happily, grinning from ear to ear. “I thought you were with your family?”
“Plans change,” Nino replied vaguely, still smirking, and then kissed him again, a little deeper this time, before pulling back to add, “Merry Christmas, Sho. I have a surprise for you later, too… It’s in the bedroom.” And he winked quite naturally, making the other man’s nerves suddenly become alert.
“Oh really? What is it?” he asked in a slightly lower tone, and Nino’s hands reached up to tangle in his hair in the way that Sho thoroughly enjoyed.
“You’ll have to wait and see,” Nino replied in a sing song voice, and almost as if he had planned it down to the second, the door bell rang and he darted out of Sho’s arms to answer it.
Jun, Ohno, and Leader were there, not looking at all surprised that Nino was still in town, and actually, as they came in, Jun complimented him on the decorations despite the little amount of time he had to plan.
“Wait, you guys knew about this?” That must have been why Satoshi insisted on having it at Sho’s house instead of someone else’s.
“Nino said he wanted to surprise you for Christmas! Was it romantic?” Aiba automatically asked, setting down his take-out bag on the nearest counter and walking towards the Christmas tree to examine it closer. “Oh look! It’s Mario!”
“Of course it was! I wouldn’t settle for anything less,” Nino broken in, still beaming, although his face was a little red now. “Because I love Sho-chan so much,” he added in a softer voice, automatically slipping closer to the other man.
And Sho opened his arms to pull him close in a hug, even though Jun rolled his eyes, and the two of them nuzzled each other around the face and neck for several minutes while the others settled in, taking out their edible offerings and opening up the alcohol.
Somewhere along the way Mariah Carey was toned down and replaced with more peppy Christmas songs, and Nino took Sho’s hand as the pair finally joined the other three as they began their celebration for their annual winter holiday party.
A/N: Well, narusaku4vr, you requested this around Christmas-time, but I was a slacker and didn't post it 'til now, so it's a little out of season. I sincerely apologize. m(__)m Corny!Nino turned out pretty cute, though, I think. :)
Title: Are You Sure that See-Through Shirts are Still in Fashion?
Pairing: Aiba/Jun
Rating: PG13
Prompt: for deelovesryo
Once the “Mannequin Five” corner was made semi-permanent, the ratings high enough to keep it alive indefinitely, the members of Arashi began taking the competition almost personally.
Of course it was always going to be anything but serious, what with never being able to really predict who’s outfit would be the winner or not, but it was fun for them as well to take it to the next level, giving each other criticism or teasing about certain outfits or bring up bad coordinations outside of the variety show.
Which is how their little batsu game began.
Usually it was something like the loser had to treat the others to dinner or bring in a nice treat next time or do something deathly embarrassing in front of the guests...And these things, of course, were picked up on quickly by the other celebrities and staff that worked on the show, and that was how Jun’s face got plastered all over the outside of a semi truck.
He absolutely didn’t want to lose again. He had gone out on a limb and failed miserably and now he was willing to do almost anything to keep himself from the next nasty punishment.
So he had asked Aiba for help.
Aiba’s fashion wasn’t exactly… his style (it was far from chic enough for Matsujun), but he figured that he could at least get some insight to how Aiba picked out his clothing and come up with a new strategy for not coming in last.
They had planning an outing together (Aiba called it a date, but Jun called it an outing), and as soon as Sho heard about it he begged to come along too. Jun was probably a little worse off than him right now because of his tendency to take risks, but Sho failed at everything and no doubt his true lack of fashion sense would be obvious soon enough, so he didn’t blame him for wanting the same thing that Jun did.
And Aiba being Aiba smiled and nodded happily, even though Jun immediately got jealous, both at having to share his temporary teacher and having to share Aiba at all, but he didn’t resist because if he did it would be quite obvious and that would only embarrass him further. In retrospect, he should have just asked Leader, even if his reasoning hardly ever made sense (Jun was pretty sure that his wins were pure luck), instead of going with his very biased heart.
The three of them had just left Ginza, having spent the morning going through quite plain and expensive shops, and even though both Jun and Sho had bought some things that caught their eyes, Aiba hadn’t, and that left Jun feeling a little nervous.
They got lunch and then headed straight for the train, which would take them to Shibuya, where Aiba assured them more exciting shops would be waiting.
The entire way, the pair was lectured in a soft voice about trying something they weren’t used to, picking up something weird and making it work somehow, and even thought Jun wasn’t feeling very up to thinking out side of his box, he vowed that he would at least try in an attempt to please Aiba. Maybe if Sho was too embarrassed, he could earn some brownie points by being willing.
Once they were inside the store that Aiba wanted to show them, Jun didn’t even know where to start. Most of the stuff was already shredded, or looked like it belonged in his grandfather’s closet, or even on a mannequin at a thrift shop.
But, of course, the price tags were outrageous and therefore Jun had some respect for the place after all.
“Okay. You guys stay put. I’m going to pick out something first.”
When Aiba was promptly gone, Sho whimpered and then sighed. “At least I don’t have to pick up anything. This looks like a disaster zone.”
“We’re almost done, Sho-chan, don’t worry. Remember, he’s helping us after all.” Jun was trying to be polite despite his underlying desire for Sho to leave early so that he could spend the rest of the afternoon on his date with Aiba, just the two of them.
The other man didn’t respond and their teacher hadn’t returned yet, so they started browsing through a few things by the door to waste time, Jun losing his confidence the more he looked around.
“Sho-chan!” Aiba called, motioning him to come over while holding something in his other hand, and the eldest of them blinked like an owl twice before shuffling over to Aiba, who pulled him farther back into the store.
Jun pouted and went back to his rack of damaged (very damaged) jeans.
He wanted Aiba to pay attention to him too. He’d wear anything as long as it was Aiba that picked it out for him.
And he immediately regretted that thought when Aiba came bouncing back with something in his hand, Sho nowhere to be seen.
“It’s perfect for you! Something you’re not used to!” Aiba said proudly, thrusting the item towards Jun, who looked at it quite nervously.
“Ne, Aiba? Are you sure that see-through shirts are still in fashion?”
“It doesn’t matter if they’re in fashion. You just have to make it work! And look! Those jeans would be great!” he added, pointing to where Jun’s hand had come to rest on a pair that… were barely held together all the way down to the ankles.
Aiba reached past him to pull them off the rack, and Jun froze as the other man’s chest brushed his shoulder, making him blush all the way to the tip of his nose.
“Try it on at least! We can keep looking after, but let’s get started on a creative foot!” he suggested in a peppy voice, pulling Jun back towards the other end of the store, where there was a dressing room waiting for him, the other already covered with a curtain and Sho’s shoes outside.
The only reason that Jun actually did go through with it in the end was because he wanted to please Aiba.
Once he squeezed on the jeans, which were almost too small, although he couldn’t tell if that’s the way they were supposed to be or not, the very top part of his briefs were visible no matter what he tried to do to prevent it. And of course, as was quite obvious by just looking at it, the shirt was completely transparent with a light rainbow design on it, but he hadn’t been provided with anything to put underneath it.
Jun examined himself in the large mirror while he listened to Aiba’s muffled conversation with Sho about the other ensemble he had put together, and then when their fashion leader called out to him too, he couldn’t respond.
“Jun, what’s wrong? Did it not fit?”
He had found when he turned around that the bottoms of his briefs were visible too. He’d have to wear nothing at all to avoid that, and then his ass would be hanging out.
“Come on, let me see!”
“I’m not coming out!” Jun replied pathetically, although he really wanted to prove to Aiba that he was willing to try something new.
And then he jumped and let out a squeak when Aiba easily threw open the curtain and stepped inside the dressing room, letting it fall back in place again behind him.
“Woah, Jun-kun! Very sexy!”
“Shut up,” he begged, torn between trying to cover up his exposed thighs or visible nipples. He went for the nipples.
“No, seriously,” Aiba said again, in a slightly lower voice, “You look so hot.” He came up behind Jun, looking at him in the mirror, and slowly slid his arms around Jun’s stomach, resting them under the ones that were folded across the see-through shirt.
And then he gently licked the back of his ear and Jun’s brain had a meltdown.
“I knew I should have restrained myself,” Aiba giggled breathily as he slid his nose into Jun’s hair, and his hands slid lower at the same time, resting on the waist of the shredded bottoms.
“G-God,” Jun gasped, his cock, which had gotten instantly hard, pressing painfully against the tight jeans, and even when Aiba undid the top button, it didn’t help.
“Jun-kun… I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you so bad right now,” he whispered in his ear, pressing his own hips against Jun’s ass and rocking gently as if to prove how serious he was.
And then Sho called out to them, asking Aiba if he should try another shirt, and the two of them were suddenly apart.
“One second, Sho-chan, I’m helping Jun. I’ll be right there.”
And then he turned back to look at the younger man in the mirror with a knowing smirk and groped Jun’s ass, making him jump again and close his eyes in an attempt to get himself under control.
“You should get them. We can have a private fashion show at my house when we’re done today.”
And then he was back outside, acting as if nothing had ever happened.
Jun stared at his burning face in the mirror and spent the next five minutes breathing deeply before attempting to pull off the overly tight jeans. After he put on his regular clothes and examined himself very closely in the mirror to make sure he looked fairly normal again, he left the dressing room on his own and tried to act nonchalant as he browsed the racks once more.
In the end he bought another shirt with a unicorn on it in addition to the transparent shirt and ripped pants, just to make sure he wasn’t being too obvious.
A/N: deelovesryo, since you requested three I was going to make them all pretty short, but that didn't happen. =A= This turned out to be super fun to write, as well as the following two. No sex, but somehow the situation at the end was pretty goddamn sexy in my head. :)
Title: 5 Times Jun Lies to Himself + 1 Time Jun Lies to Aiba
Pairing: Jun/Aiba
Rating: PG13
Prompt: for deelovesryo
1. He is just one of my best friends for God’s sake.
Jun was watching Aiba across the green room in his ridiculous tasseled clothes for the performance of their latest single, which they were due to begin any second now. He couldn’t stop watching him, his bright smile, his lively eyes, his tight ass.
Of course it made sense that, being under a lot of pressure as a member of Arashi, not to mention his drama that wasn’t doing as well as it should be, that he would mistake the kind of feelings he had for the person providing a little relief to him. But Aiba’s soft touches of encouragement, personal massages to calm his tense muscles, and long nights of getting wasted together were only making Matsujun more uptight, which was opposite of their purpose. It was just that when Aiba did those things that Jun would get worked up, want to push him down and take off his clothes and claim that pouty mouth as his own property.
A little need for sexual stress relief was a common occurrence in the life of a man, right? Jun just thought it was weird that it was one of his best friends instead of a random star or model that had caught his eye. Aiba was just a friend.
No, that was a lie. Aiba was more than a friend. He was a source that Jun used to remain calm, to keep himself from completely falling apart when he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, to remind him that there was a reason to smile even when he didn’t feel like it. When Jun felt like closing his door to the world and telling everyone to go to hell, Aiba was the reason he got out of bed.
2. I feel the same for the other members... yes, the same...
Of course. Jun lived for Arashi, for Ohno and Nino playing around with each other all the time, and Sho’s failures in all shapes and sizes, and Aiba’s chipper personality and creative ideas and high pitched giggle and enthusiasm for anything. Arashi kept him together, not just Aiba.
And although Jun somehow thought that was true, at least to a degree, deep down inside he knew that Aiba was special. He didn’t stare at Sho the way he stared at Aiba. His eyes weren’t drawn to Leader when he watched the airing of their variety show on the weekend, they were always such on the resident Miracle Boy, even when he was hovering in the background. He didn’t worry about what Nino would think about a certain shirt he wore that day or what they would have for lunch because, honestly, he didn’t care. But if Aiba said he wanted chicken, they would have chicken goddamn it.
3. It's just stress, I really don’t have those kind of feelings for Aiba.
It was simple. Jun was being paranoid.
Just because he cared for Aiba a little more than the rest of the members didn’t mean that he was in love or anything. Love involved a lot more things like fluttering hearts and-wait a second, Jun’s heart was fluttering right now, a moment after Aiba had glanced over in his direction, although his eyes hadn’t completely fallen on his band mate. But no, that was only because he was nervous that Aiba would think he was weird for staring at him, that was all.
Yes, love involved stuff like doing anything for that person… Jun paused his thoughts again. If Aiba asked him, he would do it. Unless it was his disgusting experimenting cooking, because that was usually awful, but if Aiba begged and gave him a pouty lip and glassy eyes, Jun would at least try a bite to make him happy.
Shit.
It was in that moment, while Jun was caught in his own world as he stared at Aiba’s swishing tassels, that he realized he needed to stop lying to himself.
4. I’ll never do that again.
His drama was over now and Aiba had insisted on taking him out drinking, both of them getting sloshed at the bar and then catching a ride back to Aiba’s to continue their celebration. In Jun’s opinion, they were celebrating the fact that his stress would be gone, if only temporarily, instead of the actual ending of the series, which was fine by him.
Aiba was giggling and forcing him to down another beer and asking Jun about what he thought it would be like to live in the Arctic Circle when Jun suddenly leaned forward and kissed him drunkenly.
Instead of acting surprised, Aiba pulled him closer and their tongues tangled together inside of Aiba’s mouth clumsily. Somehow Jun managed to push Aiba back onto the floor and climb on top of him, pressing their pelvises against each other, and he had forgotten that this was supposed to be wrong, first of all because it didn’t feel wrong at all, and second of all, because he had lost his conscious to alcohol.
When Jun woke up in a few hours, passed out on top of Aiba, leaving a red mark on the older man’s face, he vowed he would never do something like that again.
5. This won’t work.
It seemed Aiba had taken that first kiss as a confession and had proudly told the other Arashi member within the week that they were an item.
Jun didn’t exactly mind, but he also wasn’t committed to the fact that he loved Aiba.
It seemed like love and it felt like love, but he was afraid that soon enough he would realize he was just stressed and that nothing had changed between them and break his precious friend’s heart.
But if he told Aiba that, it would break his heart now, so he was really stuck in a lose-lose situation.
Although, at the time, he was convinced of this point, as soon as Aiba kissed him again, a few days later, he knew his answer and told himself he needed to stop being so negative about the whole thing.
6. No, I’m not desperate for sex.
“Yes you are,” Aiba giggled, pulling up the shoulder of the oversized sweater he was wearing, which had slipped down his arm far enough that his birthmark had been visible until a moment ago. “You keep staring at me.”
“Because you’re gorgeous,” Jun replied easily, handing over a plate of chicken pasta he had just finished cooking. “That doesn’t mean I’m desperate for sex.”
“Are you sure?” Aiba snickered, letting the collar of his sweater go and it fell down again, once more grasping Jun’s attention as he sat across from his boyfriend with his own plate of food.
“Yes, I’m-“ he paused in mid-sentence. Aiba had just leaned forward a little and, because of the loose fit of the top, his nipple became visible.
After taking a bite of his pasta, pretending to ignore Jun’s obvious distraction, Aiba licked the corner of his mouth and smiled before complimenting the cooking.
The last straw was when he began to obviously lick the sauce off of his fork, twisting his tongue around the edge of it in a clear display to get everything into his mouth.
“Fine. I lied,” Jun said, standing up and pushing his plate away to instead pull Aiba up by the hand and into the bedroom.
A/N: A slightly different format than the rest and it turned out a little... lopsided? The first three were in the same scene, but each of the last ones were different. I hope that was okay. @.@
Title: Baka!
Pairing: Arashi/Aiba
Rating: PG13
Prompt: for deelovesryo
Note: Point of reference for picture here.
Aiba took his place behind the couch in the green room, his “plan” already set in action.
He had arrived five minutes earlier than Sho was due-he was always first on Wednesdays, Aiba wasn’t sure why, but if they met on a Wednesday, Sho would be first without fail-and had placed the calendar that he had asked his manager for on the wall. They all took the photos for it separately, except for the group ones of course, so he was pretty sure none of the rest of them had any idea what the other pictures looked like, and Aiba knew it was the perfect opportunity for an experiment.
It wasn’t April or May yet-actually, it wasn’t even the correct year-but Aiba hoped they wouldn’t notice and he could overhear some nice gossip about himself.
When Sho came in, right on schedule… he didn’t notice.
He sat on the couch, in front of Aiba’s hiding place, with a newspaper in his hand, sipping a cup of coffee.
And he stayed that way until Jun came in a few minutes later, looking a little tired, and sat down next to him. Sho handed him his cup of coffee, and Jun didn’t seem to mind that Sho had probably been drinking from it already, and drained the remaining liquid.
Aiba thought about leaving his hiding place because it was getting a little boring now, but he should probably at least wait for the other two group members to show up before he gave up completely.
It turned out he didn’t have to wait that long, though.
“Why is our calendar in here?” Jun asked suddenly, and Aiba could almost see the curious dip of his big eyebrows. “And why is it set to April?”
Sho’s newspaper made some crumpling noises, and then he mumbled, “Don’t know,” under his breath.
Aiba held completely still, hoping for something more from them. What did they think about his ultimate sexy picture?
“Where is Aiba, anyway? Isn’t he usually here before me being all cheery and irritating?” Jun asked, obviously not having enough coffee yet.
“I don’t know. You could call him, if you want,” Sho added, but Aiba hoped they wouldn’t, because his phone was in his pocket and it would definitely make a sound and give him away.
“Whatever. He probably just stopped to talk with the receptionist downstairs,” Jun grumbled back, and Aiba, with a frown on his face, almost objected to the comment-he’d only talked to her twice and that was because he wanted to know if his manager had been around. It wasn’t because he was flirting or anything. Arashi was the only one for him!!
It was dead silent for a second and Aiba once more considered revealing himself because he was not getting the results he was hoping for when Jun spoke again.
“You can see his nipple.”
Another rustling of newspaper, and then a grunt of agreement.
Jun was about to say something else, but that was when Nino and Ohno came in together, making a lot of noise as they opened the door.
And as expected, Nino noticed right away! It made Aiba smile.
“What the hell’s that doing here?”
“Don’t know,” Jun said first.
“Don’t know,” Sho echoed.
“Wow, Aiba-chan looks so sexy!” Ohno threw in with a wistful voice and the mentioned man’s fists clenched in happiness. Leader thought he was sexy!
“What are you talking about? He’s obviously trying too hard,” Nino replied in a snarky voice, and no one argued with him, so he continued, “He looks angry or something. And what’s up with that? You can see his nipple.”
Aiba smacked his forehead. Although Ohno had given him a good compliment, all the rest of them were basically ignoring his obvious manly aura! The point was to see what they thought about him, about how sexy he was, not hear about his nipple all day!
“Where is he anyway-“ Nino started, then stopped talking suddenly, and Aiba strained to hear what had happened to make his friend’s question get interrupted. There was a slight whispering, he thought, but he couldn’t make it out because Nino was all the way across the room, and he couldn’t see much from his hiding place.
But it didn’t matter anyway, because a second later Nino started talking again and Aiba couldn’t hold back his grin.
“I mean, once you look at it for a while… this is a pretty good picture. I mean, the fruity colors suit him.”
“I think the angry look is good,” Ohno threw in, and both Jun and Sho got up from the couch, apparently to look closer. Aiba wanted to sneak a peak, but he’d better not just in case.
“Yeah, actually he’s pretty sexy,” Jun said in a slightly lower voice. “I mean, look at that thigh shot. That’s not something we do very often.”
He knew the thigh shot was good!
“And the flowers at the neck are a nice touch.” That was Sho again, although it sounded a little… forced?
“Plus, look at his hand,” Nino commented, “Isn’t it just saying please fuck me?”
Aiba’s body became rigid at that comment. No, it said I will fuck you so hard!!
“Yeah, and the way his legs are slightly parted. I totally agree,” Jun threw in and Aiba could feel his face getting hot. No, he was totally a topper! He didn’t take it, he did the taking!
“I’d do him,” Ohno commented nonchalantly, and Aiba really did almost stand up to stop the dirty comments.
“Yes, I uh…” Sho cleared his throat. “Yes, I would definitely like to fuck Aiba-chan,” he said, but his voice was devoid of almost all emotion. “Very hard. Yes.”
Oh no! He had certainly found out what the other members thought of him… they all wanted to fuck him, this was so bad! How could he look them in the face again? Aiba-chan was not a bottom! He was a top! Always a top!
“Yeah, those plump lips would be so good for fucking with my cock too!” Nino added crudely, and Aiba covered his mouth as if that would protect him somehow.
“But Kazu, you said that you liked my mouth best-“
“Woah, Leader! Too much information!” Jun cried.
“Well, he did,” Ohno tried to reply at the same time that Nino continued, “His ass would be so tight,” louder than he probably needed to.
There was silence for a moment except for some shuffling of feet and hushed whispers, and then finally Jun sighed and said in a deadpan voice, “Yes, what if we all did him together. Wouldn’t that be sexy?”
At that, Aiba let out a squeak before he could catch himself and squeezed his eyes shut. As fun as an orgy would be, he wasn’t a bottom!! He was a top! If it was an orgy, he would do them all one by one! Actually, that was a pretty good idea… if only the rest of Arashi wasn’t lusting after him in a backwards fashion!
There was complete silence again and Aiba was worried that he’d given himself away with his previous small noise. Oh no! How was he going to escape? They were all going to attack him and make him into a bottom before he got out of the room!
And then suddenly Nino was right in front of him, jumping at him from in front of the sofa and scaring the breath right out of him, making Aiba grab his shirt in an attempt to keep his heart in his body.
“Baka! What are you doing hiding there, are you a kid!?” Nino said with a slight frown, hitting him on the head lightly. “And what are you doing, putting something like that up in here?” he asked, motioning to where the calendar was hanging on the wall.
“I can’t believe you all want to fuck me!” Aiba replied with wide eyes, staring at each of his friend one by one. Jun seemed a little guilty and Sho just looked embarrassed. “I’m a top, you know.”
“You need to work out a little more before you can be a top,” Nino replied without missing a beat, just acting plain annoyed.
“But I have the height!” Aiba countered, standing up and straightening his back as if to prove his point. “I’m the tallest of everyone!”
“Sho’s got muscle and Jun’s got attitude. Try topping that,” Nino smirked, pointing over to the other two men, both of which looked mortified.
“Listen, can we just drop this? Seriously,” Jun whined, turning away, and the rest of them followed suit, Sho heading back to his newspaper and Nino shaking his head as he pulled Ohno over to a nearby table.
But Aiba shuffled up behind Jun and wrapped his hands around his waist, pulling him until Jun’s back was flush against his chest.
“I’ll start with you, then,” Aiba smirked, planting a juicy kiss on Jun’s cheek as the younger man yelled out in surprise.
A/N: Haha, this one turned out to be crack, deelovesryo. Sort of dirty crack, but crack nonetheless. :) I hope you all enjoyed them!
Title: All I Want for Christmas
Pairing: Sho/Nino
Rating: PG13
Prompt: for narusaku4vr
Sho checked his watch. It was Christmas Eve, but he had had to work this morning and although he had the evening off, as almost everyone in the studio did, he wouldn’t be spending it with the person he most wanted to.
No, Nino had taken the entire day off and was visiting some relative in some far off place, so Sho was going to meet up with Aiba, Jun, and Leader for their usual Happy Birthday Aiba/Christmas celebration, and then maybe drink at home by himself. He’d be staying over at his parents for a few days after tomorrow, so there wasn’t much else to do but wallow through the holiday alone and celebrate New Year or something with his beloved video game freak.
Meeting his manager outside to get his present for Aiba, Sho tucked his scarf under his chin tighter before reaching for the bag, but the other man stopped him from leaving right away.
“Sho, Ohno asked me to have you call him. He said the plans for tonight were changed a little.”
With a slightly raised eyebrow, Sho nodded, then pulled out his phone, finding a missed call from Leader that he hadn’t noticed, as he hadn’t checked his phone since before lunch.
Leader told him that something had come up with the restaurant they were going to meet at, and instead they were going to come over to Sho’s house, as he was the last one finished today, and have their get together there instead.
Of course Sho told them they would have to wait because it was no doubt a mess there and he wasn’t expecting them so he didn’t have enough food, even though Ohno assured him they’d bring something. After he was finished, his manager gave him a ride home luckily enough, and Sho rushed as fast as he could to make sure everything was taken care of by the time the others came over.
But he didn’t remember leaving the Christmas lights on, or even having Christmas lights, or the soft jazz music that was coming from his full stereo next to the TV.
He slipped his shoes off cautiously, wondering what all the decorations were about, and stared at the full sized Christmas tree on the other side of the room that was glowing with different colors bulbs and trimmed with various decorations (he could tell that some of them were video game themed key chains, though), completed with a few wrapped packages underneath.
Just then the music changed to something a little more upbeat and Sho almost started laughing when Nino jumped out from his hiding place behind the tree right as the English words started to permeate the living room.
“I don’t want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need,” he started to sing along, at the top of his lungs and with very bad pronunciation, pretending to hold a microphone up to his mouth as his other hand flailed around in time with the beat. “I don’t care about the presents, underneath the Christmas treeeee.”
He was wearing a red felt jacket and a corny Santa hat with a pom-pom that bounced around as he moved closer to Sho, but what was really noticeable was his shining smile and excited eyes, which made him look both adorable and far younger than he was.
“I just want you for my own,” Nino continued, throwing his arms around the other man’s shoulders and pressing himself fully against Sho’s chest. “More than you could something something,” he stumbled over the lyrics, but just continued smiling despite his mistake. “Wish, something something-“ Nino giggled, humming along with the melody until the main theme came up, and then belted out, “All I want for Christmas is you!”
Sho laughed outright, his hands already on Nino’s narrow waist, and was kissed instead of any more singing, probably because Nino couldn’t remember the words or didn’t really care, both of which he was okay with right now.
“What’re you doing here?” Sho asked happily, grinning from ear to ear. “I thought you were with your family?”
“Plans change,” Nino replied vaguely, still smirking, and then kissed him again, a little deeper this time, before pulling back to add, “Merry Christmas, Sho. I have a surprise for you later, too… It’s in the bedroom.” And he winked quite naturally, making the other man’s nerves suddenly become alert.
“Oh really? What is it?” he asked in a slightly lower tone, and Nino’s hands reached up to tangle in his hair in the way that Sho thoroughly enjoyed.
“You’ll have to wait and see,” Nino replied in a sing song voice, and almost as if he had planned it down to the second, the door bell rang and he darted out of Sho’s arms to answer it.
Jun, Ohno, and Leader were there, not looking at all surprised that Nino was still in town, and actually, as they came in, Jun complimented him on the decorations despite the little amount of time he had to plan.
“Wait, you guys knew about this?” That must have been why Satoshi insisted on having it at Sho’s house instead of someone else’s.
“Nino said he wanted to surprise you for Christmas! Was it romantic?” Aiba automatically asked, setting down his take-out bag on the nearest counter and walking towards the Christmas tree to examine it closer. “Oh look! It’s Mario!”
“Of course it was! I wouldn’t settle for anything less,” Nino broken in, still beaming, although his face was a little red now. “Because I love Sho-chan so much,” he added in a softer voice, automatically slipping closer to the other man.
And Sho opened his arms to pull him close in a hug, even though Jun rolled his eyes, and the two of them nuzzled each other around the face and neck for several minutes while the others settled in, taking out their edible offerings and opening up the alcohol.
Somewhere along the way Mariah Carey was toned down and replaced with more peppy Christmas songs, and Nino took Sho’s hand as the pair finally joined the other three as they began their celebration for their annual winter holiday party.
A/N: Well, narusaku4vr, you requested this around Christmas-time, but I was a slacker and didn't post it 'til now, so it's a little out of season. I sincerely apologize. m(__)m Corny!Nino turned out pretty cute, though, I think. :)
Title: Are You Sure that See-Through Shirts are Still in Fashion?
Pairing: Aiba/Jun
Rating: PG13
Prompt: for deelovesryo
Once the “Mannequin Five” corner was made semi-permanent, the ratings high enough to keep it alive indefinitely, the members of Arashi began taking the competition almost personally.
Of course it was always going to be anything but serious, what with never being able to really predict who’s outfit would be the winner or not, but it was fun for them as well to take it to the next level, giving each other criticism or teasing about certain outfits or bring up bad coordinations outside of the variety show.
Which is how their little batsu game began.
Usually it was something like the loser had to treat the others to dinner or bring in a nice treat next time or do something deathly embarrassing in front of the guests...And these things, of course, were picked up on quickly by the other celebrities and staff that worked on the show, and that was how Jun’s face got plastered all over the outside of a semi truck.
He absolutely didn’t want to lose again. He had gone out on a limb and failed miserably and now he was willing to do almost anything to keep himself from the next nasty punishment.
So he had asked Aiba for help.
Aiba’s fashion wasn’t exactly… his style (it was far from chic enough for Matsujun), but he figured that he could at least get some insight to how Aiba picked out his clothing and come up with a new strategy for not coming in last.
They had planning an outing together (Aiba called it a date, but Jun called it an outing), and as soon as Sho heard about it he begged to come along too. Jun was probably a little worse off than him right now because of his tendency to take risks, but Sho failed at everything and no doubt his true lack of fashion sense would be obvious soon enough, so he didn’t blame him for wanting the same thing that Jun did.
And Aiba being Aiba smiled and nodded happily, even though Jun immediately got jealous, both at having to share his temporary teacher and having to share Aiba at all, but he didn’t resist because if he did it would be quite obvious and that would only embarrass him further. In retrospect, he should have just asked Leader, even if his reasoning hardly ever made sense (Jun was pretty sure that his wins were pure luck), instead of going with his very biased heart.
The three of them had just left Ginza, having spent the morning going through quite plain and expensive shops, and even though both Jun and Sho had bought some things that caught their eyes, Aiba hadn’t, and that left Jun feeling a little nervous.
They got lunch and then headed straight for the train, which would take them to Shibuya, where Aiba assured them more exciting shops would be waiting.
The entire way, the pair was lectured in a soft voice about trying something they weren’t used to, picking up something weird and making it work somehow, and even thought Jun wasn’t feeling very up to thinking out side of his box, he vowed that he would at least try in an attempt to please Aiba. Maybe if Sho was too embarrassed, he could earn some brownie points by being willing.
Once they were inside the store that Aiba wanted to show them, Jun didn’t even know where to start. Most of the stuff was already shredded, or looked like it belonged in his grandfather’s closet, or even on a mannequin at a thrift shop.
But, of course, the price tags were outrageous and therefore Jun had some respect for the place after all.
“Okay. You guys stay put. I’m going to pick out something first.”
When Aiba was promptly gone, Sho whimpered and then sighed. “At least I don’t have to pick up anything. This looks like a disaster zone.”
“We’re almost done, Sho-chan, don’t worry. Remember, he’s helping us after all.” Jun was trying to be polite despite his underlying desire for Sho to leave early so that he could spend the rest of the afternoon on his date with Aiba, just the two of them.
The other man didn’t respond and their teacher hadn’t returned yet, so they started browsing through a few things by the door to waste time, Jun losing his confidence the more he looked around.
“Sho-chan!” Aiba called, motioning him to come over while holding something in his other hand, and the eldest of them blinked like an owl twice before shuffling over to Aiba, who pulled him farther back into the store.
Jun pouted and went back to his rack of damaged (very damaged) jeans.
He wanted Aiba to pay attention to him too. He’d wear anything as long as it was Aiba that picked it out for him.
And he immediately regretted that thought when Aiba came bouncing back with something in his hand, Sho nowhere to be seen.
“It’s perfect for you! Something you’re not used to!” Aiba said proudly, thrusting the item towards Jun, who looked at it quite nervously.
“Ne, Aiba? Are you sure that see-through shirts are still in fashion?”
“It doesn’t matter if they’re in fashion. You just have to make it work! And look! Those jeans would be great!” he added, pointing to where Jun’s hand had come to rest on a pair that… were barely held together all the way down to the ankles.
Aiba reached past him to pull them off the rack, and Jun froze as the other man’s chest brushed his shoulder, making him blush all the way to the tip of his nose.
“Try it on at least! We can keep looking after, but let’s get started on a creative foot!” he suggested in a peppy voice, pulling Jun back towards the other end of the store, where there was a dressing room waiting for him, the other already covered with a curtain and Sho’s shoes outside.
The only reason that Jun actually did go through with it in the end was because he wanted to please Aiba.
Once he squeezed on the jeans, which were almost too small, although he couldn’t tell if that’s the way they were supposed to be or not, the very top part of his briefs were visible no matter what he tried to do to prevent it. And of course, as was quite obvious by just looking at it, the shirt was completely transparent with a light rainbow design on it, but he hadn’t been provided with anything to put underneath it.
Jun examined himself in the large mirror while he listened to Aiba’s muffled conversation with Sho about the other ensemble he had put together, and then when their fashion leader called out to him too, he couldn’t respond.
“Jun, what’s wrong? Did it not fit?”
He had found when he turned around that the bottoms of his briefs were visible too. He’d have to wear nothing at all to avoid that, and then his ass would be hanging out.
“Come on, let me see!”
“I’m not coming out!” Jun replied pathetically, although he really wanted to prove to Aiba that he was willing to try something new.
And then he jumped and let out a squeak when Aiba easily threw open the curtain and stepped inside the dressing room, letting it fall back in place again behind him.
“Woah, Jun-kun! Very sexy!”
“Shut up,” he begged, torn between trying to cover up his exposed thighs or visible nipples. He went for the nipples.
“No, seriously,” Aiba said again, in a slightly lower voice, “You look so hot.” He came up behind Jun, looking at him in the mirror, and slowly slid his arms around Jun’s stomach, resting them under the ones that were folded across the see-through shirt.
And then he gently licked the back of his ear and Jun’s brain had a meltdown.
“I knew I should have restrained myself,” Aiba giggled breathily as he slid his nose into Jun’s hair, and his hands slid lower at the same time, resting on the waist of the shredded bottoms.
“G-God,” Jun gasped, his cock, which had gotten instantly hard, pressing painfully against the tight jeans, and even when Aiba undid the top button, it didn’t help.
“Jun-kun… I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you so bad right now,” he whispered in his ear, pressing his own hips against Jun’s ass and rocking gently as if to prove how serious he was.
And then Sho called out to them, asking Aiba if he should try another shirt, and the two of them were suddenly apart.
“One second, Sho-chan, I’m helping Jun. I’ll be right there.”
And then he turned back to look at the younger man in the mirror with a knowing smirk and groped Jun’s ass, making him jump again and close his eyes in an attempt to get himself under control.
“You should get them. We can have a private fashion show at my house when we’re done today.”
And then he was back outside, acting as if nothing had ever happened.
Jun stared at his burning face in the mirror and spent the next five minutes breathing deeply before attempting to pull off the overly tight jeans. After he put on his regular clothes and examined himself very closely in the mirror to make sure he looked fairly normal again, he left the dressing room on his own and tried to act nonchalant as he browsed the racks once more.
In the end he bought another shirt with a unicorn on it in addition to the transparent shirt and ripped pants, just to make sure he wasn’t being too obvious.
A/N: deelovesryo, since you requested three I was going to make them all pretty short, but that didn't happen. =A= This turned out to be super fun to write, as well as the following two. No sex, but somehow the situation at the end was pretty goddamn sexy in my head. :)
Title: 5 Times Jun Lies to Himself + 1 Time Jun Lies to Aiba
Pairing: Jun/Aiba
Rating: PG13
Prompt: for deelovesryo
1. He is just one of my best friends for God’s sake.
Jun was watching Aiba across the green room in his ridiculous tasseled clothes for the performance of their latest single, which they were due to begin any second now. He couldn’t stop watching him, his bright smile, his lively eyes, his tight ass.
Of course it made sense that, being under a lot of pressure as a member of Arashi, not to mention his drama that wasn’t doing as well as it should be, that he would mistake the kind of feelings he had for the person providing a little relief to him. But Aiba’s soft touches of encouragement, personal massages to calm his tense muscles, and long nights of getting wasted together were only making Matsujun more uptight, which was opposite of their purpose. It was just that when Aiba did those things that Jun would get worked up, want to push him down and take off his clothes and claim that pouty mouth as his own property.
A little need for sexual stress relief was a common occurrence in the life of a man, right? Jun just thought it was weird that it was one of his best friends instead of a random star or model that had caught his eye. Aiba was just a friend.
No, that was a lie. Aiba was more than a friend. He was a source that Jun used to remain calm, to keep himself from completely falling apart when he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, to remind him that there was a reason to smile even when he didn’t feel like it. When Jun felt like closing his door to the world and telling everyone to go to hell, Aiba was the reason he got out of bed.
2. I feel the same for the other members... yes, the same...
Of course. Jun lived for Arashi, for Ohno and Nino playing around with each other all the time, and Sho’s failures in all shapes and sizes, and Aiba’s chipper personality and creative ideas and high pitched giggle and enthusiasm for anything. Arashi kept him together, not just Aiba.
And although Jun somehow thought that was true, at least to a degree, deep down inside he knew that Aiba was special. He didn’t stare at Sho the way he stared at Aiba. His eyes weren’t drawn to Leader when he watched the airing of their variety show on the weekend, they were always such on the resident Miracle Boy, even when he was hovering in the background. He didn’t worry about what Nino would think about a certain shirt he wore that day or what they would have for lunch because, honestly, he didn’t care. But if Aiba said he wanted chicken, they would have chicken goddamn it.
3. It's just stress, I really don’t have those kind of feelings for Aiba.
It was simple. Jun was being paranoid.
Just because he cared for Aiba a little more than the rest of the members didn’t mean that he was in love or anything. Love involved a lot more things like fluttering hearts and-wait a second, Jun’s heart was fluttering right now, a moment after Aiba had glanced over in his direction, although his eyes hadn’t completely fallen on his band mate. But no, that was only because he was nervous that Aiba would think he was weird for staring at him, that was all.
Yes, love involved stuff like doing anything for that person… Jun paused his thoughts again. If Aiba asked him, he would do it. Unless it was his disgusting experimenting cooking, because that was usually awful, but if Aiba begged and gave him a pouty lip and glassy eyes, Jun would at least try a bite to make him happy.
Shit.
It was in that moment, while Jun was caught in his own world as he stared at Aiba’s swishing tassels, that he realized he needed to stop lying to himself.
4. I’ll never do that again.
His drama was over now and Aiba had insisted on taking him out drinking, both of them getting sloshed at the bar and then catching a ride back to Aiba’s to continue their celebration. In Jun’s opinion, they were celebrating the fact that his stress would be gone, if only temporarily, instead of the actual ending of the series, which was fine by him.
Aiba was giggling and forcing him to down another beer and asking Jun about what he thought it would be like to live in the Arctic Circle when Jun suddenly leaned forward and kissed him drunkenly.
Instead of acting surprised, Aiba pulled him closer and their tongues tangled together inside of Aiba’s mouth clumsily. Somehow Jun managed to push Aiba back onto the floor and climb on top of him, pressing their pelvises against each other, and he had forgotten that this was supposed to be wrong, first of all because it didn’t feel wrong at all, and second of all, because he had lost his conscious to alcohol.
When Jun woke up in a few hours, passed out on top of Aiba, leaving a red mark on the older man’s face, he vowed he would never do something like that again.
5. This won’t work.
It seemed Aiba had taken that first kiss as a confession and had proudly told the other Arashi member within the week that they were an item.
Jun didn’t exactly mind, but he also wasn’t committed to the fact that he loved Aiba.
It seemed like love and it felt like love, but he was afraid that soon enough he would realize he was just stressed and that nothing had changed between them and break his precious friend’s heart.
But if he told Aiba that, it would break his heart now, so he was really stuck in a lose-lose situation.
Although, at the time, he was convinced of this point, as soon as Aiba kissed him again, a few days later, he knew his answer and told himself he needed to stop being so negative about the whole thing.
6. No, I’m not desperate for sex.
“Yes you are,” Aiba giggled, pulling up the shoulder of the oversized sweater he was wearing, which had slipped down his arm far enough that his birthmark had been visible until a moment ago. “You keep staring at me.”
“Because you’re gorgeous,” Jun replied easily, handing over a plate of chicken pasta he had just finished cooking. “That doesn’t mean I’m desperate for sex.”
“Are you sure?” Aiba snickered, letting the collar of his sweater go and it fell down again, once more grasping Jun’s attention as he sat across from his boyfriend with his own plate of food.
“Yes, I’m-“ he paused in mid-sentence. Aiba had just leaned forward a little and, because of the loose fit of the top, his nipple became visible.
After taking a bite of his pasta, pretending to ignore Jun’s obvious distraction, Aiba licked the corner of his mouth and smiled before complimenting the cooking.
The last straw was when he began to obviously lick the sauce off of his fork, twisting his tongue around the edge of it in a clear display to get everything into his mouth.
“Fine. I lied,” Jun said, standing up and pushing his plate away to instead pull Aiba up by the hand and into the bedroom.
A/N: A slightly different format than the rest and it turned out a little... lopsided? The first three were in the same scene, but each of the last ones were different. I hope that was okay. @.@
Title: Baka!
Pairing: Arashi/Aiba
Rating: PG13
Prompt: for deelovesryo
Note: Point of reference for picture here.
Aiba took his place behind the couch in the green room, his “plan” already set in action.
He had arrived five minutes earlier than Sho was due-he was always first on Wednesdays, Aiba wasn’t sure why, but if they met on a Wednesday, Sho would be first without fail-and had placed the calendar that he had asked his manager for on the wall. They all took the photos for it separately, except for the group ones of course, so he was pretty sure none of the rest of them had any idea what the other pictures looked like, and Aiba knew it was the perfect opportunity for an experiment.
It wasn’t April or May yet-actually, it wasn’t even the correct year-but Aiba hoped they wouldn’t notice and he could overhear some nice gossip about himself.
When Sho came in, right on schedule… he didn’t notice.
He sat on the couch, in front of Aiba’s hiding place, with a newspaper in his hand, sipping a cup of coffee.
And he stayed that way until Jun came in a few minutes later, looking a little tired, and sat down next to him. Sho handed him his cup of coffee, and Jun didn’t seem to mind that Sho had probably been drinking from it already, and drained the remaining liquid.
Aiba thought about leaving his hiding place because it was getting a little boring now, but he should probably at least wait for the other two group members to show up before he gave up completely.
It turned out he didn’t have to wait that long, though.
“Why is our calendar in here?” Jun asked suddenly, and Aiba could almost see the curious dip of his big eyebrows. “And why is it set to April?”
Sho’s newspaper made some crumpling noises, and then he mumbled, “Don’t know,” under his breath.
Aiba held completely still, hoping for something more from them. What did they think about his ultimate sexy picture?
“Where is Aiba, anyway? Isn’t he usually here before me being all cheery and irritating?” Jun asked, obviously not having enough coffee yet.
“I don’t know. You could call him, if you want,” Sho added, but Aiba hoped they wouldn’t, because his phone was in his pocket and it would definitely make a sound and give him away.
“Whatever. He probably just stopped to talk with the receptionist downstairs,” Jun grumbled back, and Aiba, with a frown on his face, almost objected to the comment-he’d only talked to her twice and that was because he wanted to know if his manager had been around. It wasn’t because he was flirting or anything. Arashi was the only one for him!!
It was dead silent for a second and Aiba once more considered revealing himself because he was not getting the results he was hoping for when Jun spoke again.
“You can see his nipple.”
Another rustling of newspaper, and then a grunt of agreement.
Jun was about to say something else, but that was when Nino and Ohno came in together, making a lot of noise as they opened the door.
And as expected, Nino noticed right away! It made Aiba smile.
“What the hell’s that doing here?”
“Don’t know,” Jun said first.
“Don’t know,” Sho echoed.
“Wow, Aiba-chan looks so sexy!” Ohno threw in with a wistful voice and the mentioned man’s fists clenched in happiness. Leader thought he was sexy!
“What are you talking about? He’s obviously trying too hard,” Nino replied in a snarky voice, and no one argued with him, so he continued, “He looks angry or something. And what’s up with that? You can see his nipple.”
Aiba smacked his forehead. Although Ohno had given him a good compliment, all the rest of them were basically ignoring his obvious manly aura! The point was to see what they thought about him, about how sexy he was, not hear about his nipple all day!
“Where is he anyway-“ Nino started, then stopped talking suddenly, and Aiba strained to hear what had happened to make his friend’s question get interrupted. There was a slight whispering, he thought, but he couldn’t make it out because Nino was all the way across the room, and he couldn’t see much from his hiding place.
But it didn’t matter anyway, because a second later Nino started talking again and Aiba couldn’t hold back his grin.
“I mean, once you look at it for a while… this is a pretty good picture. I mean, the fruity colors suit him.”
“I think the angry look is good,” Ohno threw in, and both Jun and Sho got up from the couch, apparently to look closer. Aiba wanted to sneak a peak, but he’d better not just in case.
“Yeah, actually he’s pretty sexy,” Jun said in a slightly lower voice. “I mean, look at that thigh shot. That’s not something we do very often.”
He knew the thigh shot was good!
“And the flowers at the neck are a nice touch.” That was Sho again, although it sounded a little… forced?
“Plus, look at his hand,” Nino commented, “Isn’t it just saying please fuck me?”
Aiba’s body became rigid at that comment. No, it said I will fuck you so hard!!
“Yeah, and the way his legs are slightly parted. I totally agree,” Jun threw in and Aiba could feel his face getting hot. No, he was totally a topper! He didn’t take it, he did the taking!
“I’d do him,” Ohno commented nonchalantly, and Aiba really did almost stand up to stop the dirty comments.
“Yes, I uh…” Sho cleared his throat. “Yes, I would definitely like to fuck Aiba-chan,” he said, but his voice was devoid of almost all emotion. “Very hard. Yes.”
Oh no! He had certainly found out what the other members thought of him… they all wanted to fuck him, this was so bad! How could he look them in the face again? Aiba-chan was not a bottom! He was a top! Always a top!
“Yeah, those plump lips would be so good for fucking with my cock too!” Nino added crudely, and Aiba covered his mouth as if that would protect him somehow.
“But Kazu, you said that you liked my mouth best-“
“Woah, Leader! Too much information!” Jun cried.
“Well, he did,” Ohno tried to reply at the same time that Nino continued, “His ass would be so tight,” louder than he probably needed to.
There was silence for a moment except for some shuffling of feet and hushed whispers, and then finally Jun sighed and said in a deadpan voice, “Yes, what if we all did him together. Wouldn’t that be sexy?”
At that, Aiba let out a squeak before he could catch himself and squeezed his eyes shut. As fun as an orgy would be, he wasn’t a bottom!! He was a top! If it was an orgy, he would do them all one by one! Actually, that was a pretty good idea… if only the rest of Arashi wasn’t lusting after him in a backwards fashion!
There was complete silence again and Aiba was worried that he’d given himself away with his previous small noise. Oh no! How was he going to escape? They were all going to attack him and make him into a bottom before he got out of the room!
And then suddenly Nino was right in front of him, jumping at him from in front of the sofa and scaring the breath right out of him, making Aiba grab his shirt in an attempt to keep his heart in his body.
“Baka! What are you doing hiding there, are you a kid!?” Nino said with a slight frown, hitting him on the head lightly. “And what are you doing, putting something like that up in here?” he asked, motioning to where the calendar was hanging on the wall.
“I can’t believe you all want to fuck me!” Aiba replied with wide eyes, staring at each of his friend one by one. Jun seemed a little guilty and Sho just looked embarrassed. “I’m a top, you know.”
“You need to work out a little more before you can be a top,” Nino replied without missing a beat, just acting plain annoyed.
“But I have the height!” Aiba countered, standing up and straightening his back as if to prove his point. “I’m the tallest of everyone!”
“Sho’s got muscle and Jun’s got attitude. Try topping that,” Nino smirked, pointing over to the other two men, both of which looked mortified.
“Listen, can we just drop this? Seriously,” Jun whined, turning away, and the rest of them followed suit, Sho heading back to his newspaper and Nino shaking his head as he pulled Ohno over to a nearby table.
But Aiba shuffled up behind Jun and wrapped his hands around his waist, pulling him until Jun’s back was flush against his chest.
“I’ll start with you, then,” Aiba smirked, planting a juicy kiss on Jun’s cheek as the younger man yelled out in surprise.
A/N: Haha, this one turned out to be crack, deelovesryo. Sort of dirty crack, but crack nonetheless. :) I hope you all enjoyed them!