[Arashi] Unintentions
Unintentions
Sho/Nino, Jun/Sho | PG, 2530 words
Possibly the cheesiest thing I've ever written, lmao. I handwrote this and mailed it to bubbly for her birthday forever ago, and kind of forgot, so here it is finally!
"We can drink this away," Jun says, already mostly inebriated, or else, Sho thinks, they wouldn't be having this conversation.
"I--" Sho starts, but can't get the words out. His emotions are running silly just thinking about it and his heart is beating much too fast. He gives up and raises his drink in a semi-toast -- Jun isn't doing too well at holding his arm up but he's trying really hard, Sho can tell. Sho laughs as he clinks their classes together. He has no idea why Jun wants to drink himself silly because clearly Sho is the one with all the stupid high school girl problems here, but he's grateful for the company nevertheless.
"Nino sucks," Jun says after a few sips and a rather large patch of surprisingly not uncomfortable silence.
Sho is only slightly offended by the comment. "Nino didn't do anything," he says slowly, grinning when Jun appears sad that his comment isn't doing any cheering up.
"Wasn't that the problem?"
Sho coughs lightly. He has a point. "Whatever. That's irrelevant. I don't know why I'm confiding in you anyway. I thought maybe you'd be sensible about it." Sho cringes instantly after the words come out. He hadn't meant that to sound so harsh. He opens his mouth quickly to correct himself but the damage is done.
Jun, hurt smeared across his face, downs the rest of his drink before slinking off to his bedroom. There's a quiet "goodnight" tossed out and then the door closes shut behind him.
Damn it, Sho thinks, and sips the rest of his drink in silence.
The next day, Jun seems to conveniently have forgotten Sho's careless comments, or at least he pretends to because the morning brings a newfound acceptance of Sho's stupidity. If the latter, Sho is glad to think that Jun is a hundred (plus) times more sympathetic than he is himself. Oh well, it's in the past now. He's just going to forget about it. That's probably the best.
"I want tea," Aiba is saying to Nino, like he honestly believes pointing out his desires will get him something.
Nino turns to Ohno and repeats the statement. Ohno just stares at them both blankly until an unintentionally eavesdropping staff member offers shyly to go fetch them all a cup. Aiba smiles gleefully and nods at the young girl, and Nino and Ohno both wave her off, not actually interested.
"You're staring," Jun says, startling Sho.
Sho breaks his gaze with some difficulty, and turns to look at Jun. "Shit."
"Yeah," Jun replies, but looks away nervously after a few seconds. Sho doesn't really get that.
Nino's face is a mixture of solemn and mischievous when he approaches Sho after work the next day. "Please tell me you've noticed it," he says without warning.
As a conversation starter, Sho really is just not following, like, at all. He just stands there puzzled, and Nino's expression melds into one of exasperation.
"He's doing it again. And you haven't noticed?" Nino continues. "Again?" he adds after a pause, for effect.
You've lost me, Sho wants to say, but his confusion is crippling his brain-to-words function. Instead he goes with, "Huh?" It works just as well anyway.
He taps Sho lightly on the nose. "Jun-chan," Nino states, like it explains everything. And maybe it would, if the accompanying physical contact hadn't made Sho so irrationally jumpy and tense. "He's always--" Nino pauses, looking somewhat embarrassed to say it, now that he's finally made it to the point, "--looking. At you, I mean. Always looking at you."
Sho takes a moment to cry internally over this whole situation. This is not the kind of thing he wants to be discussing with Nino; it's too close for comfort and he's not sure how long he can stand it, even if it does concern Jun instead of--
Wait, what? Jun is always--?
Sho flushes a bright red now, only slightly late at letting the realisation hit him. "That can't be right," he says, more to himself than to Nino, fussing with the hem of his shirt. But Jun has never-- he's always-- oh shit.
Nino shrugs and pats Sho on the shoulder, letting his hand linger there. (Sho squeaks just a tiny bit.) "Just thought I'd make sure you knew this time around." Nino laughs then and grips Sho's shoulder a little tighter before walking off.
Sho takes a breath, crouches down, and picks his heart up off the floor and puts it back in, hand resting on his chest as he waits for his heartbeat to slow again.
From then on, Jun is different. Or maybe it's Sho who is. That's probably more correct. While Sho still doesn't see that Jun could possibly-- well Nino never said what the "looking" meant, but it was well implied. In any case, while Sho can't believe it, the thought still hangs around everywhere he goes, every time he sees Jun or talks to Jun or even when Jun's name is mentioned.
And then he promptly feels ridiculous and embarrassed.
When all that is over however, the guilt waddles along. If it's true, then all the time he's spent talking to Jun about his relationship woes must have made Jun so uneasy.
"I'm sorry," Sho tells Jun out of the blue later on. He can't bring himself to say why in case it's all wrong and Nino's just screwing with him, but it's a small weight off his shoulders to get some semblance of an apology out there.
Jun looks perplexed but he doesn't ask. Maybe he thinks it's still for the other night. And well, it is, partially, Sho guesses, but not really, not mostly.
"Have you talked to Nino yet?" Jun asks, moving on. "About, you know."
Sho purses his lips. "I can't talk to you about this anymore."
Yesterday Sho might have only seen confusion and hurt in Jun's subsequent expression, but today he sees a glimmer of relief too. But he's not sure if it's actually there or if he's really just imagining it to fit Nino's words and suggestions. It's highly possible, he thinks absently.
"I'm sorry," Sho says again and smiles in a way that is much more stretched lips than anything actually genuine. He doesn't know what to do anymore. It's all so awkward and he can't think of who he can talk to. He almost doesn't want to talk to anyone; he just wants it to all go away. Damn feelings. Whoever thought that feelings were a good idea was sorely mistaken.
Sho pouts childishly and sits down. Jun joins him on the couch and the conversation from then on is usual, regular, familiar. He tries to put all other thoughts out of his mind.
When Nino drops all his things in the middle of work one day and kisses Sho square on the lips, to say no one is expecting it would be a gross understatement.
Between genuine perplexity, embarrassment, and an onslaught of feelings feelings feelings, Sho cannot for the life of him work out what the look in Nino's eyes means. He hasn't even an inkling. And then he thinks, oh god Nino knows, and for a few immature seconds, he seriously considers running away.
But the others don't seem all too fussed by it. Even the surrounding staff are completely unfazed. Sure Nino gets to kiss everyone, but not normally in the middle of work (while not for work), and definitely not usually without an audience or at least a reason.
Jun is the first to casually resume business and the others follow suit. Nino kisses Sho again, but no one's watching this time. Maybe out of fear or something similar, Sho dares not move, and maybe because of this, Nino is a little more forceful now. But Sho just doesn't get it. He doesn't think Nino likes him, not like that.
Two questions linger on Sho's mind:
1. Why does this have to be so convoluted? and
2. What the fuck is Nino doing?
It takes Sho a long while before he truly grasps the gravity of the situation. He just kissed Nino. Or. Or Nino just kissed him. He should be happy (and somewhere inside him, selfishly, he is), but mostly he just doesn't understand, doesn't know what's going on or if Nino is maybe up to something. Probably. Otherwise he wouldn't--
"What are you doing?" he works out. The words feel strange and his lips are still tingling and he almost wants to touch them but he doesn't want to look like some fluttery, embarrassed teen. Nino is still so close and it is making Sho anxious.
Nino smirks. "You'll see."
Sho's heart sinks. Of course it'd be like that. Fucking Nino, he thinks, taking such pride in realising Jun's feelings but not noticing Sho's. Fuck.
Aiba is beaming at Sho the next morning over coffee, bouncing excitedly in his seat. "Nino's lips are soft aren't they?"
Sho can't figure why Aiba is so damn jolly about it all, but he lets it go. He also almost spits out his coffee all over the table, but he manages to swallow, breathe. Aiba's jaw drops then and Sho isn't sure what's going on.
"No way," Aiba says, eyebrows up at his hairline.
He must have done something with his face, Sho cringes. He must have given something away with his expression.
"I didn't even notice," Aiba is still saying, while Sho hides his face in his hands, peering through his fingers timidly. "We thought that if anything you and Jun--"
Sho cries, "Who's 'we'?"
"Leader and I," says Aiba, matter-of-factly, "were speculating. But this is. Hm." Aiba stands up suddenly, coffee in hand, and strides off.
Sho can only sit and hope that Aiba doesn't say anything to Ohno because Ohno would surely tell Nino and then. Then. Just for now though, he doesn't have much faith in Aiba. (In Aiba's defense, if it were the other way around, Sho would probably tell someone too. But still. Still.)
And surely enough, Nino approaches him after lunch, looking everywhere but Sho's face, and Sho fidgets. This is that conversation he really didn't want to have.
"Oh-chan said that Aiba-chan said that you--" he stops there.
Sho waits for the continuation, but frustratingly enough, it doesn't come. Cliff-hanger sentences, of course. Damn Nino.
Nino looks at him properly now. "I don't even have to ask do I?"
When Nino laughs a little, Sho knows he's given it all away. Again.
"I only kissed you because I thought maybe," Nino scratches his head, "maybe Jun-kun would do something about his Big Stupid Crush, but apparently not. I didn't think I was wrong but."
There's an extended silence that follows, in which Sho pointedly stares down at the ground. Though he basically had figured that was what was up, it still doesn't sit right in his stomach. It probably doesn't help that Nino doesn't even seem to know the meaning of tact.
"Well anyway, that's that," Nino finishes.
How Nino thinks anything has been resolved though, Sho can't even begin to fathom. "Seriously?" he asks, raising an skeptical eyebrow as high and dramatically as he can.
Nino reaches out and puts his thumbs to Sho's forehead, relaxing all the muscles again. He gives Sho a peck on the lips then as he slides his hands down to cup Sho's cheeks. "You have such pretty lips, Sho-chan," he says, and leaves it at that.
Jun insists he doesn't have a Big Stupid Crush on Sho, not anymore. Any contradictory gestures or expressions are simply figments of their imaginations, he tells them. Or ghosts of past feelings. Nothing more.
Nino is satisfied enough with this comment because it means that Jun is admitting to at least once having had a Big Stupid Crush on Sho. And also probably because he's ignoring the part where it doesn't exist anymore. "So you say," Nino smiles sympathetically, and pats Jun on the shoulder. "It's okay, I understand," he goes on, nodding, "Sho-chan is rather irresistible."
For the record: Sho hates Nino. He hates him more than he even cares to disclose. He hates him. Loathes him. Despises, detests, abhors.
"I adore you too." Nino makes kissy faces over at Sho.
"That's not even what I said. Now you just sound stupid." Not that he was even aware he was speaking out loud but whatever.
Aiba jumps in, "Everyone adores you!" It's not helping in the slightest.
"Really?" Ohno asks, and Sho and Nino both swing around, only to find he's looking at Jun. Sho isn't keeping up. Really what?
"It doesn't matter," Jun mumbles, and then quickly perks up and suggests to Ohno dinner and a movie and a midnight stroll along the (not particularly existent) beach.
Sho supposes they aren't invited. Just as well, because he had wanted to-- well, had wanted to do something, but he can't remember now. Which is sufficiently frustrating. He blames it on Nino. Despises, detests, abhors...
"Jun-kun will never date you."
Sho's eyelids open and close about six billion times before he finally finds his voice. "What?"
Nino crosses his arms and sinks down in the couch a little, speculative yet convinced. "He won't. Even though he's got that Big Stupid Crush thing, he won't. This is the conclusion I have come to."
This sounds plausible enough. "What are you even talking about?"
"He prob'ly figures," Nino slurs, "that he doesn't. Like you, I mean. Like it will go away again." After a beat he adds: "And it probably will."
Sho thinks he's got it figured. "Are you just talking for the sake of talking?" he asks, plonking himself down on the coffee table in front of Nino.
Nino opens his mouth but no words come out.
Gotcha, Sho grins. For a second, he considers bending his legs up and resting his feet on Nino's knees. In the next second, he does.
Nino bounces his legs in a poor attempt to shake Sho's feet away but it doesn't get him anywhere. He sulks about it for a minute. "There's no point to this conversation," he states, more for his own benefit than Sho's, Sho observes.
"Are you sure?"
There's a moment when Sho thinks Nino might actually be blushing but he concludes that he must be seeing things. Until of course, Nino speaks.
"I think I like you," Nino tells him, somehow defiantly.
The faint red on Nino's cheeks is gone, and he's sorted himself out, but Sho likes to pretend it's still there anyway. He's probably a brilliant shade of crimson himself, if his racing heart is anything to go by. This time there's no uncertainty in the situation. This isn't Nino plotting out some weird scheme to stir up Jun; this is Nino, laying himself bare and trying to put on a face like he isn't. But Nino's not fooling him now, and Sho is grateful for the confidence he finally has in his grasp of everything that's going on.
He grins at Nino. "Well I am rather irresistible."
Sho/Nino, Jun/Sho | PG, 2530 words
Possibly the cheesiest thing I've ever written, lmao. I handwrote this and mailed it to bubbly for her birthday forever ago, and kind of forgot, so here it is finally!
"We can drink this away," Jun says, already mostly inebriated, or else, Sho thinks, they wouldn't be having this conversation.
"I--" Sho starts, but can't get the words out. His emotions are running silly just thinking about it and his heart is beating much too fast. He gives up and raises his drink in a semi-toast -- Jun isn't doing too well at holding his arm up but he's trying really hard, Sho can tell. Sho laughs as he clinks their classes together. He has no idea why Jun wants to drink himself silly because clearly Sho is the one with all the stupid high school girl problems here, but he's grateful for the company nevertheless.
"Nino sucks," Jun says after a few sips and a rather large patch of surprisingly not uncomfortable silence.
Sho is only slightly offended by the comment. "Nino didn't do anything," he says slowly, grinning when Jun appears sad that his comment isn't doing any cheering up.
"Wasn't that the problem?"
Sho coughs lightly. He has a point. "Whatever. That's irrelevant. I don't know why I'm confiding in you anyway. I thought maybe you'd be sensible about it." Sho cringes instantly after the words come out. He hadn't meant that to sound so harsh. He opens his mouth quickly to correct himself but the damage is done.
Jun, hurt smeared across his face, downs the rest of his drink before slinking off to his bedroom. There's a quiet "goodnight" tossed out and then the door closes shut behind him.
Damn it, Sho thinks, and sips the rest of his drink in silence.
The next day, Jun seems to conveniently have forgotten Sho's careless comments, or at least he pretends to because the morning brings a newfound acceptance of Sho's stupidity. If the latter, Sho is glad to think that Jun is a hundred (plus) times more sympathetic than he is himself. Oh well, it's in the past now. He's just going to forget about it. That's probably the best.
"I want tea," Aiba is saying to Nino, like he honestly believes pointing out his desires will get him something.
Nino turns to Ohno and repeats the statement. Ohno just stares at them both blankly until an unintentionally eavesdropping staff member offers shyly to go fetch them all a cup. Aiba smiles gleefully and nods at the young girl, and Nino and Ohno both wave her off, not actually interested.
"You're staring," Jun says, startling Sho.
Sho breaks his gaze with some difficulty, and turns to look at Jun. "Shit."
"Yeah," Jun replies, but looks away nervously after a few seconds. Sho doesn't really get that.
Nino's face is a mixture of solemn and mischievous when he approaches Sho after work the next day. "Please tell me you've noticed it," he says without warning.
As a conversation starter, Sho really is just not following, like, at all. He just stands there puzzled, and Nino's expression melds into one of exasperation.
"He's doing it again. And you haven't noticed?" Nino continues. "Again?" he adds after a pause, for effect.
You've lost me, Sho wants to say, but his confusion is crippling his brain-to-words function. Instead he goes with, "Huh?" It works just as well anyway.
He taps Sho lightly on the nose. "Jun-chan," Nino states, like it explains everything. And maybe it would, if the accompanying physical contact hadn't made Sho so irrationally jumpy and tense. "He's always--" Nino pauses, looking somewhat embarrassed to say it, now that he's finally made it to the point, "--looking. At you, I mean. Always looking at you."
Sho takes a moment to cry internally over this whole situation. This is not the kind of thing he wants to be discussing with Nino; it's too close for comfort and he's not sure how long he can stand it, even if it does concern Jun instead of--
Wait, what? Jun is always--?
Sho flushes a bright red now, only slightly late at letting the realisation hit him. "That can't be right," he says, more to himself than to Nino, fussing with the hem of his shirt. But Jun has never-- he's always-- oh shit.
Nino shrugs and pats Sho on the shoulder, letting his hand linger there. (Sho squeaks just a tiny bit.) "Just thought I'd make sure you knew this time around." Nino laughs then and grips Sho's shoulder a little tighter before walking off.
Sho takes a breath, crouches down, and picks his heart up off the floor and puts it back in, hand resting on his chest as he waits for his heartbeat to slow again.
From then on, Jun is different. Or maybe it's Sho who is. That's probably more correct. While Sho still doesn't see that Jun could possibly-- well Nino never said what the "looking" meant, but it was well implied. In any case, while Sho can't believe it, the thought still hangs around everywhere he goes, every time he sees Jun or talks to Jun or even when Jun's name is mentioned.
And then he promptly feels ridiculous and embarrassed.
When all that is over however, the guilt waddles along. If it's true, then all the time he's spent talking to Jun about his relationship woes must have made Jun so uneasy.
"I'm sorry," Sho tells Jun out of the blue later on. He can't bring himself to say why in case it's all wrong and Nino's just screwing with him, but it's a small weight off his shoulders to get some semblance of an apology out there.
Jun looks perplexed but he doesn't ask. Maybe he thinks it's still for the other night. And well, it is, partially, Sho guesses, but not really, not mostly.
"Have you talked to Nino yet?" Jun asks, moving on. "About, you know."
Sho purses his lips. "I can't talk to you about this anymore."
Yesterday Sho might have only seen confusion and hurt in Jun's subsequent expression, but today he sees a glimmer of relief too. But he's not sure if it's actually there or if he's really just imagining it to fit Nino's words and suggestions. It's highly possible, he thinks absently.
"I'm sorry," Sho says again and smiles in a way that is much more stretched lips than anything actually genuine. He doesn't know what to do anymore. It's all so awkward and he can't think of who he can talk to. He almost doesn't want to talk to anyone; he just wants it to all go away. Damn feelings. Whoever thought that feelings were a good idea was sorely mistaken.
Sho pouts childishly and sits down. Jun joins him on the couch and the conversation from then on is usual, regular, familiar. He tries to put all other thoughts out of his mind.
When Nino drops all his things in the middle of work one day and kisses Sho square on the lips, to say no one is expecting it would be a gross understatement.
Between genuine perplexity, embarrassment, and an onslaught of feelings feelings feelings, Sho cannot for the life of him work out what the look in Nino's eyes means. He hasn't even an inkling. And then he thinks, oh god Nino knows, and for a few immature seconds, he seriously considers running away.
But the others don't seem all too fussed by it. Even the surrounding staff are completely unfazed. Sure Nino gets to kiss everyone, but not normally in the middle of work (while not for work), and definitely not usually without an audience or at least a reason.
Jun is the first to casually resume business and the others follow suit. Nino kisses Sho again, but no one's watching this time. Maybe out of fear or something similar, Sho dares not move, and maybe because of this, Nino is a little more forceful now. But Sho just doesn't get it. He doesn't think Nino likes him, not like that.
Two questions linger on Sho's mind:
1. Why does this have to be so convoluted? and
2. What the fuck is Nino doing?
It takes Sho a long while before he truly grasps the gravity of the situation. He just kissed Nino. Or. Or Nino just kissed him. He should be happy (and somewhere inside him, selfishly, he is), but mostly he just doesn't understand, doesn't know what's going on or if Nino is maybe up to something. Probably. Otherwise he wouldn't--
"What are you doing?" he works out. The words feel strange and his lips are still tingling and he almost wants to touch them but he doesn't want to look like some fluttery, embarrassed teen. Nino is still so close and it is making Sho anxious.
Nino smirks. "You'll see."
Sho's heart sinks. Of course it'd be like that. Fucking Nino, he thinks, taking such pride in realising Jun's feelings but not noticing Sho's. Fuck.
Aiba is beaming at Sho the next morning over coffee, bouncing excitedly in his seat. "Nino's lips are soft aren't they?"
Sho can't figure why Aiba is so damn jolly about it all, but he lets it go. He also almost spits out his coffee all over the table, but he manages to swallow, breathe. Aiba's jaw drops then and Sho isn't sure what's going on.
"No way," Aiba says, eyebrows up at his hairline.
He must have done something with his face, Sho cringes. He must have given something away with his expression.
"I didn't even notice," Aiba is still saying, while Sho hides his face in his hands, peering through his fingers timidly. "We thought that if anything you and Jun--"
Sho cries, "Who's 'we'?"
"Leader and I," says Aiba, matter-of-factly, "were speculating. But this is. Hm." Aiba stands up suddenly, coffee in hand, and strides off.
Sho can only sit and hope that Aiba doesn't say anything to Ohno because Ohno would surely tell Nino and then. Then. Just for now though, he doesn't have much faith in Aiba. (In Aiba's defense, if it were the other way around, Sho would probably tell someone too. But still. Still.)
And surely enough, Nino approaches him after lunch, looking everywhere but Sho's face, and Sho fidgets. This is that conversation he really didn't want to have.
"Oh-chan said that Aiba-chan said that you--" he stops there.
Sho waits for the continuation, but frustratingly enough, it doesn't come. Cliff-hanger sentences, of course. Damn Nino.
Nino looks at him properly now. "I don't even have to ask do I?"
When Nino laughs a little, Sho knows he's given it all away. Again.
"I only kissed you because I thought maybe," Nino scratches his head, "maybe Jun-kun would do something about his Big Stupid Crush, but apparently not. I didn't think I was wrong but."
There's an extended silence that follows, in which Sho pointedly stares down at the ground. Though he basically had figured that was what was up, it still doesn't sit right in his stomach. It probably doesn't help that Nino doesn't even seem to know the meaning of tact.
"Well anyway, that's that," Nino finishes.
How Nino thinks anything has been resolved though, Sho can't even begin to fathom. "Seriously?" he asks, raising an skeptical eyebrow as high and dramatically as he can.
Nino reaches out and puts his thumbs to Sho's forehead, relaxing all the muscles again. He gives Sho a peck on the lips then as he slides his hands down to cup Sho's cheeks. "You have such pretty lips, Sho-chan," he says, and leaves it at that.
Jun insists he doesn't have a Big Stupid Crush on Sho, not anymore. Any contradictory gestures or expressions are simply figments of their imaginations, he tells them. Or ghosts of past feelings. Nothing more.
Nino is satisfied enough with this comment because it means that Jun is admitting to at least once having had a Big Stupid Crush on Sho. And also probably because he's ignoring the part where it doesn't exist anymore. "So you say," Nino smiles sympathetically, and pats Jun on the shoulder. "It's okay, I understand," he goes on, nodding, "Sho-chan is rather irresistible."
For the record: Sho hates Nino. He hates him more than he even cares to disclose. He hates him. Loathes him. Despises, detests, abhors.
"I adore you too." Nino makes kissy faces over at Sho.
"That's not even what I said. Now you just sound stupid." Not that he was even aware he was speaking out loud but whatever.
Aiba jumps in, "Everyone adores you!" It's not helping in the slightest.
"Really?" Ohno asks, and Sho and Nino both swing around, only to find he's looking at Jun. Sho isn't keeping up. Really what?
"It doesn't matter," Jun mumbles, and then quickly perks up and suggests to Ohno dinner and a movie and a midnight stroll along the (not particularly existent) beach.
Sho supposes they aren't invited. Just as well, because he had wanted to-- well, had wanted to do something, but he can't remember now. Which is sufficiently frustrating. He blames it on Nino. Despises, detests, abhors...
"Jun-kun will never date you."
Sho's eyelids open and close about six billion times before he finally finds his voice. "What?"
Nino crosses his arms and sinks down in the couch a little, speculative yet convinced. "He won't. Even though he's got that Big Stupid Crush thing, he won't. This is the conclusion I have come to."
This sounds plausible enough. "What are you even talking about?"
"He prob'ly figures," Nino slurs, "that he doesn't. Like you, I mean. Like it will go away again." After a beat he adds: "And it probably will."
Sho thinks he's got it figured. "Are you just talking for the sake of talking?" he asks, plonking himself down on the coffee table in front of Nino.
Nino opens his mouth but no words come out.
Gotcha, Sho grins. For a second, he considers bending his legs up and resting his feet on Nino's knees. In the next second, he does.
Nino bounces his legs in a poor attempt to shake Sho's feet away but it doesn't get him anywhere. He sulks about it for a minute. "There's no point to this conversation," he states, more for his own benefit than Sho's, Sho observes.
"Are you sure?"
There's a moment when Sho thinks Nino might actually be blushing but he concludes that he must be seeing things. Until of course, Nino speaks.
"I think I like you," Nino tells him, somehow defiantly.
The faint red on Nino's cheeks is gone, and he's sorted himself out, but Sho likes to pretend it's still there anyway. He's probably a brilliant shade of crimson himself, if his racing heart is anything to go by. This time there's no uncertainty in the situation. This isn't Nino plotting out some weird scheme to stir up Jun; this is Nino, laying himself bare and trying to put on a face like he isn't. But Nino's not fooling him now, and Sho is grateful for the confidence he finally has in his grasp of everything that's going on.
He grins at Nino. "Well I am rather irresistible."