[Fic] Say You Love Me (1/2)
Title : [Fic] Say you love me (1/2)
Author : Jadey
Rating : R
Pairing: Ohno/Nino - Jun/Aiba (Sho/Ohno if you squint a little)
Disclaimer : fiction, yo!
Word count : 2052 words
Note : written for saigo_no_lady Arashi fic contest HERE. My prompt : Nino is a businessman and Ohno is his boss, who is constantly sexually harassed by Nino (although in a teasing way). But one day something more/else happens and Nino finds out Ohno secretly is in love with him although he was never going to admit it...? And if you feel like it, Jun/Aiba on the side somewhere.AND AS USUAL, I FAILED. ;D
Note 2 : Happy Birthday kokkaii
1 - WHERE JUN AND SHO LOSES THEIR DIGNITY AND OHNO TAKES THE MATTER IN HIS OWN SEXY HANDS
“You are the only subordinate I know who have the balls to harass his boss without hardly considering the fact that you might get terminated for -“
Nino rolled his eyes, grabbing his chopsticks to poke at his still untouched lunch and just pretty much decided to ignore Jun and his usual loud advocacy about propriety. Well, he thought he should be used to it by now but ever since he realized that Jun’s been throwing lusty gazes over some giggling mass of limbs and over-enthusiastic Junior Analyst, he didn’t think Jun had any right to call him out on anything anymore, especially over his apparent fondness towards their boss’ most prominent, err, feature.
“It’s not my fault if he’s a delight to touch as he is to look at,” he said, smiling sweetly and then looking down to grimace at his chosen food, and wondering for the nth time why their office cafeteria couldn’t hire someone who cooked as good as his mother. “ - and don’t you dare start preaching me about proper working etiquette when you yourself doesn’t know what it is..” he added ruefully; he tried biting back a grin when Jun whipped his head towards him and gaped.
“And what in Buddha’s name exactly do you mean by that?”
He waved his chopsticks in front of Jun’s face, smiling slyly. “Oh, as far as I know, his name isn’t Buddha,” he said, pausing to chew while enjoying the look of pure evil stretching across Jun’s feature. “ - I heard it’s Aiba Masaki… Sakurai Sho’s Junior Analyst and the IT department’s very own supply of happiness, aside from being a self-proclaimed heartthrob…”
Jun’s snigger was as fake as his perm. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said, his cheeks dusting with pink and Nino did his best not to reach out and poke the said cheeks with the tips of his chopsticks if only to pissed Jun off a little bit more. It was because -
“Hi Ninomiya-kun… Hi, Matsumoto-kun,”
Talk about the devil himself, and Nino had to literally remind himself to breath.
Nino stood up beaming, then bowed; Jun did the same as Ohno, their quiet and oh-so-good-looking boss arrived with his usual lazy smile and a packed lunch box in hand. Nino rounded the table and dragged a chair for him to sit on at the same time Nino quietly reached down to lightly pinch at his boss’ butt. Jun had the decency to shut his mouth, thus preventing himself from commenting further about Nino’s obvious attempt at subtlety but rolled his eyes when the only visible reaction Ohno gave out was a mere twitch of his lips.
Jun bit his tongue and reached to grab his orange juice and sipped quietly before he could think of stabbing Nino in the eye with his fork.
“Looks like your mother had dropped by to cook you lunch today eh, boss?” Nino inquired, eyeing Ohno’s lunchbox teasingly which Ohno promptly put on the table, before opening it. “ - hmm, smells nice,” he commented, smiling genuinely back at Ohno; Ohno grinned back and waved him forward, and Nino didn’t even think twice of dragging his own chair next to the older man as the two of them peeked at Ohno’s lunchbox like little kids.
“Ah, I knew it!” the two of them chorused in their giggly, un-adult like fashion and Jun had to restrain himself from throwing Nino and their boss a glare; it was really hard though, considering the fact that he was just telling Nino about the absurdity of his actions and now -
“Chicken teriyaki, yum.” Nino grinned, throwing an arm around their boss’ shoulder and scooting even closer to the older man’s side even though Jun was sure that if Nino shifted a bit more, he’d probably end up sitting on top of their boss’ lap instead.
The thing was, he’s pretty sure the older man probably didn’t mind if that were to happen anyway.
Rolling his eyes quietly for what seemed like the 10th time in the last ten minutes, Jun decided it was probably high time to go back to his office, since Nino’s full attention had now been shifted to - oh god…
“Ninomiya, could you please -“ he started with a growl, as he was torn between grabbing his glass and pour his remaining juice over Nino’s head, because it just so happened that he’s trying to feed their boss by putting the food into his mouth first and he’s leaning forward, their faces almost an inch apart and - fuck…
Nino threw him a faked innocent stare. “Oh go ahead, Matsumoto,” Nino said sweetly, his left hand absently stroking their boss’ chin. “ - I’ll just catch up with you in a minute. Let me just make sure Ohno-san’s finish with his lunch and we’ll go up together…” he said without even sparing Jun a look; Jun couldn’t even find the strength (or the brains) to actually drag his friend and maybe beat the living shit out of him.
Instead, he cursed under his breath and marched out of the cafeteria with a prominent scowl etched across his face.
#
In all honesty, Ohno didn’t mind being the constant recipient of Nino’s overflowing love and affection if not for the fact that he’s quietly pondering about all of it being somewhat a small part of Nino’s silly games. It frustrated him most of the time, but he had successfully hidden all of those things underneath a neutral expression while he silently wondered how much of those gentle touches and playful kisses he still had to put under the ‘game’ category, just to be on the safe side.
He’d been wondering for quite some time now and frankly, it had been causing him headaches just thinking about it; he wished there’d be a way to let Nino know how badly he wanted him to just jump him already, because this was just getting too depressing and he didn’t know if he’d be able to keep himself from doing what he’d been dreading to do if Nino wouldn’t -
“Ohno-san, do you know that there have been talks going on about you and Ninomiya-san being -“ Sho Sakurai paused midway, looking up at him and obviously contemplating between finishing his words or maybe throwing up on his face, judging with the way his complexion’s darkened (because he’s obviously not breathing) and he kept biting on his lower lip hard enough to bleed.
He grimaced as he leaned back on his chair and motioned the other man forward with a pout. “Lovers? Dating? Married?” he managed to grit out without actually meaning to, and only half-regretting it when he realized the implication of his words. Oh, well.
He saw his most reliable IT department head choked on absolutely nothing, nearly doubling-over if not for the fact that he’s gripping the edge of his expensive mahogany-coloured executive table, eyes widening in shock. Ohno returned the gaze with a careless shrug, looking wholly unfazed; he could fairly interpret that look but he was too damn annoyed to be paying attention to anything.
“So you knew,” Sho muttered, bravely throwing his boss a glare and feeling a bit put off when the older man smiled sheepishly. He mumbled something under his breath, rounding the way towards the nearest chair and flopping himself down with a sigh; Ohno threw him a side-way glance, his fingers playing absently with his tie. “ - and do you plan on doing something about it?” Sho added after a long moment of silence, just as Ohno stood up from his executive chair, eyes gone dark and serious. Sho couldn’t help the shudder running up his spine when Ohno moved lithely towards him, still not saying anything.
A hand landed against Sho’s right shoulder and a pair of dark, almost penetrating eyes looking straight into his; Sho seemed to have swallowed his tongue when he realized that Ohno’s face was barely an inch away from his own.
“ - w-what?” Sho managed to breath out, blinking stupidly back at his boss who was then looking solemnly at him.
“Ohno-sa -“
The sound of the door being opened almost had Sho reeling back and out of Ohno’s hold but the grip on his shoulder tightened almost painfully, keeping Sho in place and wincing; he didn’t know what in hell happened but suddenly, he found himself being thoroughly kissed, his boss’ tongue shoving it’s way inside his mouth insistently. “ - hmmpphhh!”
The door slammed abruptly and the noise sounded like the door had just been ripped apart in pieces. It was only then when Ohno pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand while Sho looked pretty shaken up. His eyes were bulging comically that had prompted Ohno to laugh loudly, only stopping when Sho stood up and looking ready to beat the living crap out of him.
“What the fuck was that?!” Sho cursed, completely forgetting that he was currently throwing profanities at his boss (who was still grinning smugly and quite contentedly to himself); Ohno seemed to realize that he’d slightly gone out of line this time and made to bow low, still giggling. “ - are you crazy? Why the hell did you do that?!” Sho nearly screamed his frustration when his boss simply walked back to his chair with a wide grin.
“You asked me if I have plans on doing something about it, right?” he asked, feigning innocence; Sho nearly grabbed the nearest chair to throw it at his boss’ head but stopped himself just in time to hear Ohno’s follow up explanation. “And there you have it… thanks for giving me a hand, Sakurai-san…”
Sho looked about ready to pounce. “I don’t know what in hell you’re thinking but kissing me isn’t going to -“
Ohno waved a hand, smiling apologetically. “I’m really sorry about that, but believe me, you just did me a very huge favor. I can’t tell you what it is about this time but I assure you, it’s just what I needed…” Ohno said softly, and if that wasn’t enough to melt Sho’s anger, then he didn’t know what would. Plus, his boss was now attentively reading his proposal and nodding appreciatively down at it, the curve of his mouth breaking into its usual business-like smile. “ - oh, this is good,” he said under his breath and taking his pen out from his drawer and signing the document with a pleased smile.
Sho swallowed hard. “Y-You didn’t sign it just because I allowed you to kiss me, did you?”
Ohno had to grace to look slightly offended. “Hell no!” he exclaimed, taking the paper and thrusting it playfully against Sho’s chest. Then with a wicked grin, he said, “ - but it wouldn’t surprise me if you think I kissed you because I like you… which I would gladly amend if in case you want me to…” he said, tipping Sho a wink that almost had him stumbling over if not for his untimely ability of moving so quickly, given the unusual circumstances. He made to grab his folder which Ohno handed without a fuss, and still smiling softly to himself.
“I don’t think that’s necessary,” Sho grumbled, still a little bit annoyed as he headed towards the door; he heard his boss’ chuckle and it was only the blurred memory of the door being opened and closed while he was being ‘sexually harassed’ by his voice, that had him turning around as quickly as his uncoordinated self would allow him. And with the most horrified expression he’d probably put up, he went back only to plaster his hands against his boss’ expensive suit and shook the other man wildly;
“ - oh my god, please tell me no one saw you shoved your tongue down my throat or I’m seriously considering jumping out of this building right this second….”
Ohno made a wistful sound from the back of his throat and patted Sho’s arm gently.
“Oh, don’t worry about it, Sakurai-kun…” he said with a little smile and Sho nearly believed him; “ - it wasn’t anyone important anyway… it was just Ninomiya-kun…”
Sho, in all of his glorified manliness, ended up on his knees with his head cradled miserably in between his hands.
“Oh god, please kill me now…”