Some more drabble-ish things
For blood_opal, who requested some Nino/Sho and Nino's harem-drama.
Let me
Sho was sprawled on the greenroom sofa, drowsing and thinking of nothing in particular, when the door opened.
"Don't move, okay?" said Nino.
Sho closed his eyes. "This isn't going to end well," he declared.
Nino snorted with laughter and was suddenly a warm presence between Sho's spread legs. "I'm practicing my 'please sex me up hard' persona for my new drama."
There was a warm, humid touch on the inside of his thigh, high up in the area where Sho generally did not let his bandmates wander. He cracked one eye open and watched Nino pressing a kiss to the spot. "Stop that," he ordered.
Nino tilted him a coy look. "If you command," he lilted. "I just want to do a good job, after all."
"You're fantastic, as always," Sho told him. "Now get away from my private areas and stop pretending I'm a woman."
For tangiblewhimsy who wanted Shomiya and economics. It's...sort of what you want? orz
Talk to me, in that voice of yours
"I wouldn't go in there," Ohno's voice interrupted Jun at the door to their resting room.
"Eh?" Jun paused, his hand on the knob. Ohno was sitting on the floor with Aiba's head in his lap, petting absently at the fall of Aiba's hair over his knee. This never boded well.
"Sho and Nino are getting it on," Aiba explained.
Jun looked at his bandmates and then at the door. He could hear Sho talking, sounding perfectly normal. "What do you mean?" he asked, just to be sure.
"Sho-kun is reading the newspaper," Ohno told him.
Aiba nodded, backing him up.
Confused, Jun opened the door a crack and peeked inside.
Sho was sitting on the couch, newspaper in his lap, reading aloud to Nino who was snuggled tightly against his side. The most out-of-place thing was Nino's hand, high on Sho's thigh. "Say that again," Nino said in a breathy voice.
"The returns on all quarterly investments are expected to take a long, smooth glide up," Sho repeated obediently.
Jun pulled the door shut. "Do you think he even knows what Nino is up to?" he asked in mild despair.
"You know how Sho-chan always reads one paper all the way and then goes to the next one? Well, today he's only reading the economic sections," Aiba explained with regret in his voice.
Jun slumped down to sit next to Ohno.
"He's going slowly, too," Ohno told him, stroking his hair.
"This band is so gross," Jun lamented, leaning into the touch.
And for Dagorwen who wanted some YamaPair food lovin'.
Picture Me and You
"Oh, god, this is so good," Ohno moaned ecstatically.
Nino gave him a Look. "It's just beef tongue," he said, poking at his own lunch.
"But it's good," Ohno told him, taking out his phone and snapping a picture of his food.
"What are you doing?" Nino asked.
"Sending a picture to Sho-kun," Ohno mumbled, pressing buttons.
"You're weird," Nino informed him.
Ohno smiled at him as he went back to eating. A moment later his phone chirped. He took it out and checked it. "Ah, looks tasty!" he exclaimed, showing the picture to Nino.
Nino looked at the hamburger on the screen. "You're both weird," he amended.
Ohno hummed happily, taking his phone back. "Sho says he's getting dessert next. Let's get dessert too, okay?"
"No," said Nino.
Twenty minutes later he took a picture of Ohno and Sho falling into each other's arms at the frozen custard place. "I'm not with them," he told the waiter as he e-mailed the picture to Aiba and Jun.
...that's really not very YamaPair, is it? Let's try again.
The Way to Your Heart
Ohno wasn't much of a cook unless he had to be. He lived off of his mother's care packages and stuff he could pick up at the corner store, mostly, but he could cook if he wanted to. Molding the rice carefully between his hands, he cooked.
"You made me lunch?" Sho asked as he took the package.
"It's not much," Ohno told him. "Just some onigiri and stuff. It's the same as mine, really."
Sho smiled. "Thank you."
And Ohno knew from his smile and the way he held the bento that Sho understood completely.
PS. Professor Layton and the Curious Village. orz