Sleep (Ohno/Nino)
Title: Sleep
Pairing: Ohno/Nino
Rating: G
Note: For airairo. ♥
Nino can't sleep. No matter how much time he spends counting the black dots the lack of sleep is now making him hallucinate on the ceiling, nothing seems to give. The most frustrating part is that Ohno, on the other hand, doesn't seem to be having any problem at all - no, none at all - as he happily snores the night away.
Unsympathetic bastard.
"Oh-chan," Nino whispers, nudging Ohno with his elbow. "Oh-chan are you asleep?"
No response, then a snore.
"Oh-chan," Nino whispers again, a bit louder this time. He gives Ohno's ear a little tug.
"Hmrph," Ohno says, scratching his nose unhelpfully.
"You're so lame," Nino sulks.
Twenty more minutes and still no sleep. Nino is about ready to start throwing stuff, maybe even throw a fit like a little kid and roll on the floor, howling. He tosses and turns, pushes the covers off, pulls them back on, beats up his pillow until it's all fluffed up, then tries to flatten it down again. The annoying black dots are now dancing on the bedroom walls and over the bedspread and no amount of rubbing his eyes can make them go away.
"I hate you," he groans when Ohno rolls around and wraps his arm around Nino's waist.
"Sleep," Ohno mumbles, nuzzling Nino's neck.
"Would if I could," Nino replies grumpily, but all Ohno does is tighten his hold and breathe hotly against Nino's skin.
"Sleep," he says again. "Sleep, Kazu."
Nino sighs, but finally gives in and closes his eyes.
Surprisingly enough, that finally does the trick.
Pairing: Ohno/Nino
Rating: G
Note: For airairo. ♥
Nino can't sleep. No matter how much time he spends counting the black dots the lack of sleep is now making him hallucinate on the ceiling, nothing seems to give. The most frustrating part is that Ohno, on the other hand, doesn't seem to be having any problem at all - no, none at all - as he happily snores the night away.
Unsympathetic bastard.
"Oh-chan," Nino whispers, nudging Ohno with his elbow. "Oh-chan are you asleep?"
No response, then a snore.
"Oh-chan," Nino whispers again, a bit louder this time. He gives Ohno's ear a little tug.
"Hmrph," Ohno says, scratching his nose unhelpfully.
"You're so lame," Nino sulks.
Twenty more minutes and still no sleep. Nino is about ready to start throwing stuff, maybe even throw a fit like a little kid and roll on the floor, howling. He tosses and turns, pushes the covers off, pulls them back on, beats up his pillow until it's all fluffed up, then tries to flatten it down again. The annoying black dots are now dancing on the bedroom walls and over the bedspread and no amount of rubbing his eyes can make them go away.
"I hate you," he groans when Ohno rolls around and wraps his arm around Nino's waist.
"Sleep," Ohno mumbles, nuzzling Nino's neck.
"Would if I could," Nino replies grumpily, but all Ohno does is tighten his hold and breathe hotly against Nino's skin.
"Sleep," he says again. "Sleep, Kazu."
Nino sighs, but finally gives in and closes his eyes.
Surprisingly enough, that finally does the trick.