[Fic] Ride Up
Title : [Fic] Ride Up
Pairing : Ohno/Girl!Nino
Rating : PG
Summary : Crossfire AU. She was the flame that ignites the fire within him; his girl, his angel, his everything.
It’s not like her to be this distracted, but apparently, that guy, Ohno, has gotten under her skin without her knowing it.
But it has been days since and she still hasn’t called, not because she doesn’t want to but she honestly doesn’t know what to say if she does. And it’s not about her self-esteem either, because she knows herself enough to believe she has the looks (and the bod) to attract the opposite sex without much effort, but somehow, it’s her uneasiness and her tendency to misjudge people that cause her to be cautious.
Sure, she’d admitted quite readily that it won’t probably even take her long to say yes if that guy come up to her and invite her out, and that’s the part she’s trying to avoid. She knows how that works, really, and despite knowing her own limitations, she tends to act dumb when faced with someone she’s obviously attracted to.
Aiba knows this too, of course, so her best friend tries to be the voice of reason for when her own decides to turn the other way and leaves her alone.
It’s day three today and she’s at least thankful that she’d gotten the itch under control, at least for the time being. It’s difficult, of course it is, especially when she could still feel the man’s touch against her skin as if he’d branded her there. She doesn’t want to keep thinking about how his hands seem to know where to hold her, how gentle he was with her then even though he had no idea who she was, but she just couldn’t help it.
She gets into the elevator absently, pushes the number of her floor then goes to stare blankly on her reflection belatedly realizing she is alone. She heaves a sigh, still thinking about the card and the contact number she doesn’t realize she’s memorized now, and shakes her head. She’s being ridiculous, for fuck’s sake, and it’s not even -
The elevator halts to a stop, the sudden movement causing her to stumble a little on her feet. Thankfully, that also prompted her to quit mentally beating herself up repeatedly for worrying over something that hasn’t happened yet.
At least until the elevator door opens and the last person she wants to see right then casually gets in and joins her.
She wonders what kind of sick joke this is, until the door closes and the elevator starts its ascend, at least until the man walks towards the elevator panel and slides a key, causing the elevator to stop.
Nino feels as if her heart stops too.
“W-What are you doing?” she manages to croak as the man turns to face her. He looks amused, if the little smile tugging at the corner of his lovely mouth is of any indication.
“Greeting you properly,” he says, “so, hello. It’s nice to see you again, Ninomiya-san.”
She frowns. She doesn’t remembering giving him his name. “How did you know my name? I don’t remember - “
“Telling me when we met at the restaurant three days ago, yes, but I have my ways. Also, please don’t be afraid. I’m not a bad person. I just - “ he pauses here, looking boyish and uncertain, and Nino’s heart does that silly dance inside her ribcage.
“I thought you said you will call me?” the man segues, and Nino feels ridiculously warm all of a sudden.
She’s laughing despite herself, shaking her head as she crosses her arms over her chest as she gives the man a look.
“I don’t remember saying that.” She says.
“That’s - probably right, but you did say you’ll think about it, but it has been days and I haven’t heard from you so it’s really kind of a wonderful coincidence that I saw you - “
“Wait, seriously, are you saying I have a deadline?”
“Well, not really, it’s just that I gave you my card and I’m sure you didn’t throw it away, so that means you were considering calling me, so, why haven’t you?”
She’s equally amused now that she can’t help but laugh softly in answer. “Do I really have to answer that right now? Really? I mean, here? Can’t you, I don’t know, find some place more appropriate to ask me these questions?”
“No, but I’m asking anyway,” the man says, stepping closer. “Shit, am I scaring you? I’m sorry, I just - I really don’t know how to do this, but I saw you enter the building when I randomly checked the CCTV cameras and I just - I have to follow you and see you for myself, just to make sure I wasn’t imagining you.”
“That’s - Do you think I’ll believe that?” she counters, trying to sound unfazed despite the fact that the proximity is making her feel light-headed. The closeness, coupled with the lovely scent of the man’s cologne is lethal, and Nino doesn’t have enough leverage to get out of this situation unscathed.
“I’ll never lie to you, Ninomiya-san,” he whispers, as if he knows she’s already weak in the knees and only the fact that she has her back against the elevator wall that she hasn’t fallen yet. “I promise you that. You might not believe me now, but I intend to show you how desperate I am that we be acquainted.”
“I don’t even - why are you even doing this?” she asks, in lieu of saying something embarrassing, because she knows she’s on the verge of pushing herself against him so they could be acquainted with each other right then and there.
His fingertip ends up on her cheekbone, just under her right eye, stroking softly he might as well be touching her most intimate parts, feeling herself warms under the gesture as he backs her lightly against the elevator wall.
“Come with me to my office and I’ll tell you.”
Pairing : Ohno/Girl!Nino
Rating : PG
Summary : Crossfire AU. She was the flame that ignites the fire within him; his girl, his angel, his everything.
It’s not like her to be this distracted, but apparently, that guy, Ohno, has gotten under her skin without her knowing it.
But it has been days since and she still hasn’t called, not because she doesn’t want to but she honestly doesn’t know what to say if she does. And it’s not about her self-esteem either, because she knows herself enough to believe she has the looks (and the bod) to attract the opposite sex without much effort, but somehow, it’s her uneasiness and her tendency to misjudge people that cause her to be cautious.
Sure, she’d admitted quite readily that it won’t probably even take her long to say yes if that guy come up to her and invite her out, and that’s the part she’s trying to avoid. She knows how that works, really, and despite knowing her own limitations, she tends to act dumb when faced with someone she’s obviously attracted to.
Aiba knows this too, of course, so her best friend tries to be the voice of reason for when her own decides to turn the other way and leaves her alone.
It’s day three today and she’s at least thankful that she’d gotten the itch under control, at least for the time being. It’s difficult, of course it is, especially when she could still feel the man’s touch against her skin as if he’d branded her there. She doesn’t want to keep thinking about how his hands seem to know where to hold her, how gentle he was with her then even though he had no idea who she was, but she just couldn’t help it.
She gets into the elevator absently, pushes the number of her floor then goes to stare blankly on her reflection belatedly realizing she is alone. She heaves a sigh, still thinking about the card and the contact number she doesn’t realize she’s memorized now, and shakes her head. She’s being ridiculous, for fuck’s sake, and it’s not even -
The elevator halts to a stop, the sudden movement causing her to stumble a little on her feet. Thankfully, that also prompted her to quit mentally beating herself up repeatedly for worrying over something that hasn’t happened yet.
At least until the elevator door opens and the last person she wants to see right then casually gets in and joins her.
She wonders what kind of sick joke this is, until the door closes and the elevator starts its ascend, at least until the man walks towards the elevator panel and slides a key, causing the elevator to stop.
Nino feels as if her heart stops too.
“W-What are you doing?” she manages to croak as the man turns to face her. He looks amused, if the little smile tugging at the corner of his lovely mouth is of any indication.
“Greeting you properly,” he says, “so, hello. It’s nice to see you again, Ninomiya-san.”
She frowns. She doesn’t remembering giving him his name. “How did you know my name? I don’t remember - “
“Telling me when we met at the restaurant three days ago, yes, but I have my ways. Also, please don’t be afraid. I’m not a bad person. I just - “ he pauses here, looking boyish and uncertain, and Nino’s heart does that silly dance inside her ribcage.
“I thought you said you will call me?” the man segues, and Nino feels ridiculously warm all of a sudden.
She’s laughing despite herself, shaking her head as she crosses her arms over her chest as she gives the man a look.
“I don’t remember saying that.” She says.
“That’s - probably right, but you did say you’ll think about it, but it has been days and I haven’t heard from you so it’s really kind of a wonderful coincidence that I saw you - “
“Wait, seriously, are you saying I have a deadline?”
“Well, not really, it’s just that I gave you my card and I’m sure you didn’t throw it away, so that means you were considering calling me, so, why haven’t you?”
She’s equally amused now that she can’t help but laugh softly in answer. “Do I really have to answer that right now? Really? I mean, here? Can’t you, I don’t know, find some place more appropriate to ask me these questions?”
“No, but I’m asking anyway,” the man says, stepping closer. “Shit, am I scaring you? I’m sorry, I just - I really don’t know how to do this, but I saw you enter the building when I randomly checked the CCTV cameras and I just - I have to follow you and see you for myself, just to make sure I wasn’t imagining you.”
“That’s - Do you think I’ll believe that?” she counters, trying to sound unfazed despite the fact that the proximity is making her feel light-headed. The closeness, coupled with the lovely scent of the man’s cologne is lethal, and Nino doesn’t have enough leverage to get out of this situation unscathed.
“I’ll never lie to you, Ninomiya-san,” he whispers, as if he knows she’s already weak in the knees and only the fact that she has her back against the elevator wall that she hasn’t fallen yet. “I promise you that. You might not believe me now, but I intend to show you how desperate I am that we be acquainted.”
“I don’t even - why are you even doing this?” she asks, in lieu of saying something embarrassing, because she knows she’s on the verge of pushing herself against him so they could be acquainted with each other right then and there.
His fingertip ends up on her cheekbone, just under her right eye, stroking softly he might as well be touching her most intimate parts, feeling herself warms under the gesture as he backs her lightly against the elevator wall.
“Come with me to my office and I’ll tell you.”