The Missing Beanie (十一)
Title: Love So Sweet
Pairing: Juntoshi Matsumoto Jun x Ohno Satoshi
Rating: PG 13 overall
Summary: Just how much could a dream change your life?
The Missing Beanie (十一)
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Ohno was giggling.
In honor of their first episode of VS Arashi, Matsujun was in the middle of recapping his down-to-the-wire victory over Ohno senior, rather enthusiastically for their band members. The group was hanging around in the Fuji studio hallway, waiting for a staff member to announce they were ready to start the new program's filming.
Arashi's happy couple stood side by side, Leader’s arm around Jun’s waist and Jun’s shoulder at just the right height to set an arm comfortably around Leader’s shoulders. Matsumoto was explaining a complicated wrist flick he’d done in the last seconds of the game when Sho held a hand up and interrupted, “Please tell me you didn’t spend the whole night playing video games.”
“No, we finished packing soon after that, especially since Satoshi’s mom was such a big help. She’d already gathered the most important things together, like his clothes and art supplies. We brought most of the boxes home that night and got them unpacked in the next week. Satoshi wasn’t much help though.” Jun smirked at his boyfriend, kissing Leader’s forehead when the older man pouted.
“They’re perfect together, aren’t they?” Aiba whispered with a sigh, admiring the couple holding each other close. Nino grimaced and crossed his arms. “It’s so perfect, it’s gonna make me sick.”
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Jun was searching.
He’d looked high and low for his black beanie, even resorting to checking the boxes in the spare bedroom containing Leader’s clay materials. Returning to the living room, he sighed in frustration.
“Satoshi, have you seen my beanie, the one I wear all the time? I’ve looked everywhere.”
His boyfriend was sitting in the corner of the couch with his knees pulled up, sketching a new image in his latest pad. “No...” Leader would have looked completely innocent if it weren’t for a small smirk on his lips. And the fact the artist wouldn’t look up to meet his eyes.
“Satoshi,” Jun warned with an annoyed glare. Realizing his search had been in vain, he wasn’t pleased.
“Hm?” The smirk was definitely growing.
Jun moving slowly to the couch, like a predator after his prey. Ohno tensed slightly, but his smile was threatening to turn into a chuckle.
“Give me back my beanie.” Matsujun stood glaring down at the other man, hands on his hips.
“I don’t know-” Ohno never got a chance to lie again, because Jun had pounced, fingers reaching to tickle his boyfriend’s sides. Laughter filled the room as Satoshi tried to escape, without much success. Art pad falling to the floor, Jun threw a leg over Ohno’s body to hold him in place on the couch. Pausing his assault, he asked expectantly, “Well?”
Satoshi gasped under him, still laughing with tear filled eyes. “I wonder...”
Annoyance returning full force, he resumed his tickling. Leader burst into laughter once again, weakly pushing Jun’s hands away. “Wait!”
Jun stopped his attack for a second time and waited to hear the location of his beloved hat.
“What’ll you trade me for it?”
The predator scoffed. “You’ve resorted to bribery now?” Jun firmly grabbed both of his boyfriend’s wrists and shoved them above the shorter man’s head, then shifted his long legs to get better leverage over Ohno’s hips. He growled, “Don’t think that’ll work with me.”
Ohno was still lightly panting, smiling up at him, and he couldn’t help but smirk back. The moment seemed to stretch out between the two until Matsujun lowered his head and brushed his lips against Satoshi’s warm ones. Both gasped sharply at the unexpected electricity from the touch, but quickly leaned in for another kiss.
Making use of his long fingers, Jun moved both his boyfriend’s wrists under a single hand, using his free one to lift up Ohno’s shirt and begin exploring underneath it. The ticklish man squirmed a little, causing a wonderful friction between his legs that made Jun’s brain shut off temporarily. When it finally flipped back on again, he froze.
Crap. If this keeps going, I won’t be able to stop...
Panic made Jun quickly climb off of Satoshi and, unable to think, he spun around to leave the room. But before he could take more than a step, a warm hand had grabbed his wrist from behind. Looking back over his shoulder, Jun opened his mouth to apologize, but Ohno shook his head, stopping the words from coming out. He waited anxiously while Leader sat up and fixed his rumpled clothes, and tried hard not to notice how red the others lips looked.
Matsumoto let himself be pulled down to the couch, hoping he’d be able to control himself better. The artist reached down for his sketchbook, setting in on a side table, and then curiously reached under the couch pillow, pulling out the missing beanie and placing it in Jun’s hands with an apologetic smile.
“Don’t worry. I started it.”
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Satoshi couldn’t believe his ears. He was so surprised that he dropped his cell phone on the floor in disbelief.
Jun heard the thud and came out of the laundry room, holding a torn pair of Ohno’s jeans. “Are you okay?” he asked, concern making him set the pants back on the washer and walk over to the startled idol.
Ohno stared at a spot across the room, even when his boyfriend knelt down to pick up the phone.
“Hello?” Jun listened to the confused manager for a moment, then said, “He’s here. Whatever you told him made him comatose.” Ohno knew there was a hand waving in front of his face, but didn’t care to do anything about it.
There was an excited voice on the other end of the phone, explaining the news again.
“Satoshi did? Really? That’s amazing!” Matsujun held the phone against his shoulder and gave him a half hug with his other arm, kissing the shorter man’s cheek. Ohno finally stopped staring at the wall and turned his attention to Jun, who was smiling widely. “You got the main lead for Maou!”
Ohno was silent for another long moment, before asking quietly, “It’s a joke, right?”
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Author's Note:
I think the last two bits are two of my favorite parts I've written so far. I really wanted to do something with their playfulness with each other and something with Maou too. >_<
Thanks to everyone for reading so far! Dare I say it, but there's still a lot more to come.
Naruse (十二)
Pairing: Juntoshi Matsumoto Jun x Ohno Satoshi
Rating: PG 13 overall
Summary: Just how much could a dream change your life?
The Missing Beanie (十一)
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Ohno was giggling.
In honor of their first episode of VS Arashi, Matsujun was in the middle of recapping his down-to-the-wire victory over Ohno senior, rather enthusiastically for their band members. The group was hanging around in the Fuji studio hallway, waiting for a staff member to announce they were ready to start the new program's filming.
Arashi's happy couple stood side by side, Leader’s arm around Jun’s waist and Jun’s shoulder at just the right height to set an arm comfortably around Leader’s shoulders. Matsumoto was explaining a complicated wrist flick he’d done in the last seconds of the game when Sho held a hand up and interrupted, “Please tell me you didn’t spend the whole night playing video games.”
“No, we finished packing soon after that, especially since Satoshi’s mom was such a big help. She’d already gathered the most important things together, like his clothes and art supplies. We brought most of the boxes home that night and got them unpacked in the next week. Satoshi wasn’t much help though.” Jun smirked at his boyfriend, kissing Leader’s forehead when the older man pouted.
“They’re perfect together, aren’t they?” Aiba whispered with a sigh, admiring the couple holding each other close. Nino grimaced and crossed his arms. “It’s so perfect, it’s gonna make me sick.”
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Jun was searching.
He’d looked high and low for his black beanie, even resorting to checking the boxes in the spare bedroom containing Leader’s clay materials. Returning to the living room, he sighed in frustration.
“Satoshi, have you seen my beanie, the one I wear all the time? I’ve looked everywhere.”
His boyfriend was sitting in the corner of the couch with his knees pulled up, sketching a new image in his latest pad. “No...” Leader would have looked completely innocent if it weren’t for a small smirk on his lips. And the fact the artist wouldn’t look up to meet his eyes.
“Satoshi,” Jun warned with an annoyed glare. Realizing his search had been in vain, he wasn’t pleased.
“Hm?” The smirk was definitely growing.
Jun moving slowly to the couch, like a predator after his prey. Ohno tensed slightly, but his smile was threatening to turn into a chuckle.
“Give me back my beanie.” Matsujun stood glaring down at the other man, hands on his hips.
“I don’t know-” Ohno never got a chance to lie again, because Jun had pounced, fingers reaching to tickle his boyfriend’s sides. Laughter filled the room as Satoshi tried to escape, without much success. Art pad falling to the floor, Jun threw a leg over Ohno’s body to hold him in place on the couch. Pausing his assault, he asked expectantly, “Well?”
Satoshi gasped under him, still laughing with tear filled eyes. “I wonder...”
Annoyance returning full force, he resumed his tickling. Leader burst into laughter once again, weakly pushing Jun’s hands away. “Wait!”
Jun stopped his attack for a second time and waited to hear the location of his beloved hat.
“What’ll you trade me for it?”
The predator scoffed. “You’ve resorted to bribery now?” Jun firmly grabbed both of his boyfriend’s wrists and shoved them above the shorter man’s head, then shifted his long legs to get better leverage over Ohno’s hips. He growled, “Don’t think that’ll work with me.”
Ohno was still lightly panting, smiling up at him, and he couldn’t help but smirk back. The moment seemed to stretch out between the two until Matsujun lowered his head and brushed his lips against Satoshi’s warm ones. Both gasped sharply at the unexpected electricity from the touch, but quickly leaned in for another kiss.
Making use of his long fingers, Jun moved both his boyfriend’s wrists under a single hand, using his free one to lift up Ohno’s shirt and begin exploring underneath it. The ticklish man squirmed a little, causing a wonderful friction between his legs that made Jun’s brain shut off temporarily. When it finally flipped back on again, he froze.
Crap. If this keeps going, I won’t be able to stop...
Panic made Jun quickly climb off of Satoshi and, unable to think, he spun around to leave the room. But before he could take more than a step, a warm hand had grabbed his wrist from behind. Looking back over his shoulder, Jun opened his mouth to apologize, but Ohno shook his head, stopping the words from coming out. He waited anxiously while Leader sat up and fixed his rumpled clothes, and tried hard not to notice how red the others lips looked.
Matsumoto let himself be pulled down to the couch, hoping he’d be able to control himself better. The artist reached down for his sketchbook, setting in on a side table, and then curiously reached under the couch pillow, pulling out the missing beanie and placing it in Jun’s hands with an apologetic smile.
“Don’t worry. I started it.”
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Satoshi couldn’t believe his ears. He was so surprised that he dropped his cell phone on the floor in disbelief.
Jun heard the thud and came out of the laundry room, holding a torn pair of Ohno’s jeans. “Are you okay?” he asked, concern making him set the pants back on the washer and walk over to the startled idol.
Ohno stared at a spot across the room, even when his boyfriend knelt down to pick up the phone.
“Hello?” Jun listened to the confused manager for a moment, then said, “He’s here. Whatever you told him made him comatose.” Ohno knew there was a hand waving in front of his face, but didn’t care to do anything about it.
There was an excited voice on the other end of the phone, explaining the news again.
“Satoshi did? Really? That’s amazing!” Matsujun held the phone against his shoulder and gave him a half hug with his other arm, kissing the shorter man’s cheek. Ohno finally stopped staring at the wall and turned his attention to Jun, who was smiling widely. “You got the main lead for Maou!”
Ohno was silent for another long moment, before asking quietly, “It’s a joke, right?”
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Author's Note:
I think the last two bits are two of my favorite parts I've written so far. I really wanted to do something with their playfulness with each other and something with Maou too. >_<
Thanks to everyone for reading so far! Dare I say it, but there's still a lot more to come.
Naruse (十二)