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Puppy Kisses
Aiba Masaki/Jun Matsumoto | Arashi RPS | PG-13 | ~1,000 words
"No," Jun says immediately and before Aiba can even open his mouth, because there are two sets of watery puppy eyes directed at him and if he shows even an inch of give, this is going to be just like that time with the gerbils. It took weeks to get the smell of wood shavings out of his apartment and even longer to find homes to take in all of the babies. ("I didn't know that Nino was a female!" Aiba had wailed, when Jun was ready to hit him - not that Jun could really blame him, anything named after Ohno and Nino were bound to find some way to breed.)
"But she's all alone in the world, Matsujun!" Aiba thrusts the tiny puppy towards Jun, an armful of silky fur and warm brown eyes. "You said that you wanted a puppy lately and I just thought - "
Jun crosses his arms and leans against the door frame of the entrance to his apartment, refusing to acknowledge the wriggling bundle of puppy being held two inches from his face. "I'm really going to have to talk to the staff for letting you go in for the animal shelter segment. You have absolutely no control -"
"They were going to put her down," Aiba says softly, sadly and Jun closes his eyes. When he opens them, the puppy is still cradled in Aiba's arms, still infinitely sweet and lost-looking.
It's right then that he's knows that he's given up.
"You better have brought food for her, too," Jun says finally, before plucking the puppy out of Aiba's arms and heading into his apartment, leaving Aiba to take care of the bags of supplies and toys in the corridor.
*
Sweetheart-chan is a bundle of activity once she gets her bearings in Jun's apartment. She cries and yips all night of the day that Aiba brought her to Jun's place until Jun brings her into his bed (covering his sheets very carefully with a towel does little good, he falls asleep within minutes and wakes up a lump of puppy hogging his feather-down duvet) and pees on his television speakers and chews a hole in one of Jun's favourite merino wool pullovers that happened to be peeking out of the top of a laundry basket.
"She can't be all that bad," Aiba says lightly, dropping his duffle bag on the floor of Jun's living room (because if Jun has to suffer this weekend, Aiba is sure as hell going to suffer with him) and sitting on the floor so Sweetheart-chan can run in circles around him, barking happily. Aiba pulls her into his lap, scratching behind her ears until she settles down with a pleased yawn. "You two just need to get used to each other."
Jun slumps on the couch. "Did you even think about what it would be like for me going to work?" he asks, angry. "I was gone for almost 14 hours yesterday and she was crying in a corner when I came home. If Shun hadn't had the day off, I don't know who I could have called to take her out to pee or feed her."
Aiba looks a little guilty. "If you want, I could ask my parents…" he begins cautiously.
"Yes," Jun says, exasperated. "Yes, you should."
Aiba is silent, his fingers combing smoothly through Sweetheart-chan's fur. "I didn't mean to make any trouble for you," he says, carefully lifting the puppy in his arms and sliding onto the couch next to Jun, "I just thought you'd like her."
"I do," Jun says, and it's true. Sweetheart-chan is noisy and needy and apparently bent on destroying his possessions one by one - but she's also adorable, a tiny bundle of golden fur and warm brown eyes. She likes to curl up in Jun's lap while he watches television and it feels nice, however pathetic that sounds, to have someone waiting eagerly for Jun when he came home. "I just don't think I'll be able to take good care of her."
Aiba leans into Jun's side and Jun raise his arm without even thinking about it, winding it behind Aiba's shoulders. Sweetheart-chan snuffles against Jun's knee, asleep and content and Aiba giggles a little into Jun's shoulder. Melting a little, Jun scratches behind her ears, smiling to himself.
Aiba's kiss is a surprise, his lips soft and light against Jun's. Jun stays still, eyes closed even as they break apart, Aiba's nose bumping against his. It's slow and unexpectant, sweet and warm.
"Sorry," Aiba says, with an awkward laugh. "You just looked - " He looks down at Sweetheart-chan, hands smoothing restlessly over her fur. "Ah, I'm just being stupid."
"Yeah," Jun says, insides feeling warm and syrupy. "Yeah, you are."
The second kiss is even more awkward, with Sweetheart-chan draped heavily over both of their laps, but Jun manages. He cups Aiba's face in both hands and letting his fingers smooth over Aiba's cheekbones as he kisses him deeply, breathing him in. One of Aiba's hands settles on Jun's side, fingers brushing against his ribs, almost ticklishly light.
A sharp yip jolts them both out of the kiss, Aiba making a surprised noise against Jun's mouth. Sweetheart-chan butts at Aiba's stilled hands with her nose, whining for attention.
Jun sighs, disentangling himself from Aiba and gathering Sweetheart-chan close, nuzzling at her warm fur. "I'm totally not going to get any sleep tonight."
"If she doesn't make sure of it, I will," Aiba murmurs, settling back down against Jun's side.
Ten minutes later, Jun has a sleeping puppy curled up on his chest and a snoring idiot curled up against the curve of Jun's side. Jun watches them both in the stillness of the night silence of his apartment, something warm and light unwinding in his chest.
It feels a little bit like happiness.
cross-posted to aibajun
My flash drive is dead, and it took almost my entire weekend's work with it, including about 2,000 words of fic that I just tried to rewrite from memory. :|
In happier news, I have re-written most of it, and I'm pretty happy. Is anyone available to quickly look over a fic for me? None of the usual suspects are online and I'm hoping to post it sometime early this week. :)