I can’t help but use stupid pairing names when it’s Pin. Spuffy just doesn’t have that same zing.
(and frankly, Spred and Tuna are just terrible)
1. Aiba is really, really hot in eyeliner. I did not realize this before. Why did I not realize this? He’s pretty and willowy and beyond cute, but stick him in some eyeliner, and bam - instant hotness.
Brother: You are slow. I told you about the greatness of Arashi years ago yet you ignored me.
Me: *whimpers* But you did not show me Arashi being dorky and cute and the real kicker, dumb. Brother, you knew about JE sparkly gay and didn’t tell me?
Brother: …sparkly gay?
2. You know you’re screwed when you can name over half of Kanjani8. Ohkura will not get meeeeee -
…yes, I’m weak. Shuddup.
3. For the month of December, cricket will eat my soul. Oh yes - I’ll be watching men bowl, hit a red ball and run up and down the pitch for five straight days at a time and I’ll think it’s great fun (and gay too, but these are all manly men with blonde busty wives and girlfriends who hug each other and jump on each other when they win and… wait - still gay). May Australia kick some Pommy arse!
(Well, we should, I hope. Half the English team is off injured anyway. If we still lose, we really suck. Bad.)
4. Fic. Not the one that’s been driving me nuts but I have one short Pin fic and two Arashi drabbles.
Less Than Five
Arashi gen
Everything has been going wrong today. It’s been a long day of hosting duties, interviews and dance practice without him, and nobody’s been able to dance in time or sing together because it feels wrong.
Jun feels brittle.
He watches his reflection in mirror blur as he takes out his contacts. Aiba and Sho had left long ago; too tired to want to do more practicing and Ohno sits at a table, sketching shapes and shadows that slowly resemble five figures standing on a stage, hands gripped tightly together.
It’s not fair - Jun murmurs. But he keeps forgetting - this is Johnny and Johnny is never fair.
His eyes meet the blurry shape of Ohno in the mirror, hunched over his sketch.
Ohno shifts and glances up. He regards Jun’s reflection calmly.
I miss Nino.
A pause.
Me too.
Word Association
Aiba/Jun
“Matsujun!”
“Aiba-chan.”
“Matsujun!”
“Aiba-chan.”
“Mou - you’re terrible at this game.”
Matsujun raises an eyebrow questioningly. “We’re playing a game?”
“Of course we are. Word association game!”
“Oh.”
“So, Matsujun!”
Jun smiles. “Aiba-chan.”
“You can’t keep saying the same thing,” Aiba says, pouting.
Jun hooks his pinky around Aiba’s. “I can’t help it if it’s the first word I think about.”
Aiba beams.
Then - “Matsujun!”
Title: Accidentally on Purpose
Pairing: Yamapi/Jin
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Jin kisses Yamapi entirely by accident one day.
Notes: One day, I will write actual porn. Seriously. Just not today. And much kudos to seito_no_senshi for the awesome beta.
Jin kisses Yamapi entirely by accident one day.
It’s a carefully constructed accident orchestrated move by move by one Kamenashi Kazuya who’s thoroughly sick of all of Jin’s mooning (and he really can’t take all the drunken confessions anymore, especially if they involve graphic descriptions about doing Yamapi in various places not necessarily starting with "bed" and ending in "room").
Yamapi being Yamapi takes this new development in their friendship with a raised eyebrow and a few seconds of rapid blinking.
“Bakanishi, you’re drunk again,” he finally says.
“Am not!”
“Am too.”
“Pi,” Jin whines, “Am so not drunk.”
“You so are. You’ll forget you did this in the morning like the other time you told Matsujun that painting his nails with glitter was so girly, it out girled Ueda’s collection of Gackt posters which he kisses every night and he wouldn’t talk to you for hours and hours and you spent all those hours he wouldn’t talk to you whining about Matsujun not talking to you to me,” he pauses and quickly adds, “And then you forgot about it, so you said hello to Matsujun the next day and he hit you and you told him he hit like a girl which meant he would have hit you more, except Aiba saved Matsujun from committing murder, possibly because he’ll miss the sex.”
“I - I won’t forget anything about you.”
Yamapi stills.
Yes! Yes! Jin crows in his head. He totally can’t believe Kame’s stinky line has actually worked -
“Kame told you to say that, right?”
“…yes. How’d you know?”
“Bakanishi,” he says, fondly, “As if you’ll ever come up with a line that cheesy without help. In English too.”
“So? Did it work?”
Yamapi mutters an embarrassed "yes" but then straightens in renewed determination. “Baka,” he says, “just shut up now.”
With that, he grabs Jin by the shirt and kisses him wetly.
Jin's protest is muffled by a hot mouth and a hand which curl over his shoulder and rubs his collarbone rhythmically. He moans in Yamapi's mouth, shivering as Yamapi fumbles with his zipper -
(“I though you were good at this.”
“Shut up. I need to concentrate.”)
1. Aiba is really, really hot in eyeliner. I did not realize this before. Why did I not realize this? He’s pretty and willowy and beyond cute, but stick him in some eyeliner, and bam - instant hotness.
Brother: You are slow. I told you about the greatness of Arashi years ago yet you ignored me.
Me: *whimpers* But you did not show me Arashi being dorky and cute and the real kicker, dumb. Brother, you knew about JE sparkly gay and didn’t tell me?
Brother: …sparkly gay?
2. You know you’re screwed when you can name over half of Kanjani8. Ohkura will not get meeeeee -
…yes, I’m weak. Shuddup.
3. For the month of December, cricket will eat my soul. Oh yes - I’ll be watching men bowl, hit a red ball and run up and down the pitch for five straight days at a time and I’ll think it’s great fun (and gay too, but these are all manly men with blonde busty wives and girlfriends who hug each other and jump on each other when they win and… wait - still gay). May Australia kick some Pommy arse!
(Well, we should, I hope. Half the English team is off injured anyway. If we still lose, we really suck. Bad.)
4. Fic. Not the one that’s been driving me nuts but I have one short Pin fic and two Arashi drabbles.
Less Than Five
Arashi gen
Everything has been going wrong today. It’s been a long day of hosting duties, interviews and dance practice without him, and nobody’s been able to dance in time or sing together because it feels wrong.
Jun feels brittle.
He watches his reflection in mirror blur as he takes out his contacts. Aiba and Sho had left long ago; too tired to want to do more practicing and Ohno sits at a table, sketching shapes and shadows that slowly resemble five figures standing on a stage, hands gripped tightly together.
It’s not fair - Jun murmurs. But he keeps forgetting - this is Johnny and Johnny is never fair.
His eyes meet the blurry shape of Ohno in the mirror, hunched over his sketch.
Ohno shifts and glances up. He regards Jun’s reflection calmly.
I miss Nino.
A pause.
Me too.
Word Association
Aiba/Jun
“Matsujun!”
“Aiba-chan.”
“Matsujun!”
“Aiba-chan.”
“Mou - you’re terrible at this game.”
Matsujun raises an eyebrow questioningly. “We’re playing a game?”
“Of course we are. Word association game!”
“Oh.”
“So, Matsujun!”
Jun smiles. “Aiba-chan.”
“You can’t keep saying the same thing,” Aiba says, pouting.
Jun hooks his pinky around Aiba’s. “I can’t help it if it’s the first word I think about.”
Aiba beams.
Then - “Matsujun!”
Title: Accidentally on Purpose
Pairing: Yamapi/Jin
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Jin kisses Yamapi entirely by accident one day.
Notes: One day, I will write actual porn. Seriously. Just not today. And much kudos to seito_no_senshi for the awesome beta.
Jin kisses Yamapi entirely by accident one day.
It’s a carefully constructed accident orchestrated move by move by one Kamenashi Kazuya who’s thoroughly sick of all of Jin’s mooning (and he really can’t take all the drunken confessions anymore, especially if they involve graphic descriptions about doing Yamapi in various places not necessarily starting with "bed" and ending in "room").
Yamapi being Yamapi takes this new development in their friendship with a raised eyebrow and a few seconds of rapid blinking.
“Bakanishi, you’re drunk again,” he finally says.
“Am not!”
“Am too.”
“Pi,” Jin whines, “Am so not drunk.”
“You so are. You’ll forget you did this in the morning like the other time you told Matsujun that painting his nails with glitter was so girly, it out girled Ueda’s collection of Gackt posters which he kisses every night and he wouldn’t talk to you for hours and hours and you spent all those hours he wouldn’t talk to you whining about Matsujun not talking to you to me,” he pauses and quickly adds, “And then you forgot about it, so you said hello to Matsujun the next day and he hit you and you told him he hit like a girl which meant he would have hit you more, except Aiba saved Matsujun from committing murder, possibly because he’ll miss the sex.”
“I - I won’t forget anything about you.”
Yamapi stills.
Yes! Yes! Jin crows in his head. He totally can’t believe Kame’s stinky line has actually worked -
“Kame told you to say that, right?”
“…yes. How’d you know?”
“Bakanishi,” he says, fondly, “As if you’ll ever come up with a line that cheesy without help. In English too.”
“So? Did it work?”
Yamapi mutters an embarrassed "yes" but then straightens in renewed determination. “Baka,” he says, “just shut up now.”
With that, he grabs Jin by the shirt and kisses him wetly.
Jin's protest is muffled by a hot mouth and a hand which curl over his shoulder and rubs his collarbone rhythmically. He moans in Yamapi's mouth, shivering as Yamapi fumbles with his zipper -
(“I though you were good at this.”
“Shut up. I need to concentrate.”)