So me and
ilanabean42 were spamming the crap out of each other as per usual, right? We were discussing about writing styles and how recognizable writing styles are (and the way I’m totally psychic and realized what fic was hers in a heartbeat) and then she had this Idea.
ilanabean42: I wonder what would happen if JE fandom had one of those things where you post fic
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At some point, he accepted that somewhere in the back of his mind, there would always be that flush of warmth at Ohno's face, Ohno's mumbled voice, Ohno's laugh that tumbled from his mouth almost by accident. He also accepted that Arashi, his friends, were worth far too much to him to risk losing over silly things like romance.
But when everything just built up in him, all the stress and the pressure and the crushing exhaustion piled on his shoulders, Jun couldn't help but turn to Ohno for help. And Ohno welcomed him with open arms and long fingers stroking through his hair.
"Jun-kun, sleep," Ohno commanded softly, and Jun stretched out on the couch with his head in Ohno's lap, his fingers curling loosely over Ohno's free hand.
"Will you be here, when I wake up?" He asked, his voice sounding small and tired, an echo of the child he'd outgrown. Ohno smiled.
"I'll always be here," He promised, and Jun dozed off to the wash of affection and thudding beat of his heart that Ohno would not no doubt always cause.
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"that Ohno would no doubt always cause."
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...You also didn't catch one of mine. >D
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