{039} Never, never
Dec. 26th, 2019 12:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
We were there
Sho/Jun, PG/Fluff
In Storms With You, part 1
Also in AO3
“I – don’t think this is a good idea,” Sho murmured as he looked nervously down at Jun, who was currently slumped on the sofa and giggling like a total idiot. To his left, Nino snorted like he couldn’t help it.
“Give him a minute,” Nino said, like he knew exactly what he was talking about. “The alcohol will do its job so you better be ready to do yours. Just as we rehearsed, okay?”
“But Nino –“
“Nope, not gonna happen, Sho-chan,” Nino said and eventually cutting him off. “Let me remind you that you asked for my help, so this is me doing that. I’m not letting you back out on me and J now that we’re here. So, you’re doing this. End of discussion.”
He shook his head, unsure. Well, to be fair, he knew what he wanted, what he called Nino over for help, but he clearly didn’t expect – this. Seeing Jun like this was both surprising and overwhelming, and despite Sho’s qualms about Jun eventually not remembering any of this come morning, he knew deep down that he wanted to do it anyway.
He’d planned a confession long ago, but he just couldn’t get the timing right. There were instances where he’d imagined stuff like simply tugging Jun into a dark corner and kissing him there, but his fears always end up getting the best of him before he could even make a move.
It’s frustrating, yes, and there were times when it was so difficult to deal with his affection knowing there was no Jun to offer it to. But he was to blame for it, simply because he was a coward. He loved Jun with all of his heart but he was so afraid of rejection that he couldn’t tell Jun about it straight to his face, even though he knew, he felt, that it had always been mutual.
He wondered who was the bigger idiot between the two of them, really.
“Do you think he won’t – get angry?” he whispered, worried yet again as he watched Jun nuzzling his face against one of Sho’s cushions. The knot in his stomach twisted at the sight, and he wondered, what he would give to replace that cushion so Jun would nuzzle against him instead.
“Well, that depends,” Nino said, amused; “Are you planning on raping him?”
Sho whipped around, affronted. “What? No!”
“Good,” Nino beamed at him, “and I guess the answer is no. Anyway, the camera’s in place so, you know, you can just start whenever you like. Just sit next to him and when he starts giggling and singing, ask your questions. I swear to you he will tell you everything.” Nino said before making a silly two-fingered salute and turning around towards the direction of the door to leave.
Sho bit his lips and watched Nino’s retreating back until he disappeared, gaze settling on Jun cooing and calling Sho’s name on his sofa.
He took the few steps towards Jun, his heart racing. Jun looked up and smiled.
“Sho-san, hi. Good evening ~” Jun singsonged. Sho breathed deeply and reached down to caress Jun’s warm cheeks, flushed red from alcohol.
“Hey, you,” he whispered, swallowing hard. Jun beamed at him and caught his fingers, leaning in to his touch and closing his eyes. Sho’s chest swelled with emotion he could hardly swallow down, the urge to just lean down and kiss Jun was so strong he could barely stand it.
“Come, come here. Come sit with me. Sho-san should sit with m – mffff-“
Sho stopped thinking and just did it. To hell with it, he thought, cupping Jun’s cheek and kissing him.
Sho/Jun, PG/Fluff
In Storms With You, part 1
Also in AO3
“I – don’t think this is a good idea,” Sho murmured as he looked nervously down at Jun, who was currently slumped on the sofa and giggling like a total idiot. To his left, Nino snorted like he couldn’t help it.
“Give him a minute,” Nino said, like he knew exactly what he was talking about. “The alcohol will do its job so you better be ready to do yours. Just as we rehearsed, okay?”
“But Nino –“
“Nope, not gonna happen, Sho-chan,” Nino said and eventually cutting him off. “Let me remind you that you asked for my help, so this is me doing that. I’m not letting you back out on me and J now that we’re here. So, you’re doing this. End of discussion.”
He shook his head, unsure. Well, to be fair, he knew what he wanted, what he called Nino over for help, but he clearly didn’t expect – this. Seeing Jun like this was both surprising and overwhelming, and despite Sho’s qualms about Jun eventually not remembering any of this come morning, he knew deep down that he wanted to do it anyway.
He’d planned a confession long ago, but he just couldn’t get the timing right. There were instances where he’d imagined stuff like simply tugging Jun into a dark corner and kissing him there, but his fears always end up getting the best of him before he could even make a move.
It’s frustrating, yes, and there were times when it was so difficult to deal with his affection knowing there was no Jun to offer it to. But he was to blame for it, simply because he was a coward. He loved Jun with all of his heart but he was so afraid of rejection that he couldn’t tell Jun about it straight to his face, even though he knew, he felt, that it had always been mutual.
He wondered who was the bigger idiot between the two of them, really.
“Do you think he won’t – get angry?” he whispered, worried yet again as he watched Jun nuzzling his face against one of Sho’s cushions. The knot in his stomach twisted at the sight, and he wondered, what he would give to replace that cushion so Jun would nuzzle against him instead.
“Well, that depends,” Nino said, amused; “Are you planning on raping him?”
Sho whipped around, affronted. “What? No!”
“Good,” Nino beamed at him, “and I guess the answer is no. Anyway, the camera’s in place so, you know, you can just start whenever you like. Just sit next to him and when he starts giggling and singing, ask your questions. I swear to you he will tell you everything.” Nino said before making a silly two-fingered salute and turning around towards the direction of the door to leave.
Sho bit his lips and watched Nino’s retreating back until he disappeared, gaze settling on Jun cooing and calling Sho’s name on his sofa.
He took the few steps towards Jun, his heart racing. Jun looked up and smiled.
“Sho-san, hi. Good evening ~” Jun singsonged. Sho breathed deeply and reached down to caress Jun’s warm cheeks, flushed red from alcohol.
“Hey, you,” he whispered, swallowing hard. Jun beamed at him and caught his fingers, leaning in to his touch and closing his eyes. Sho’s chest swelled with emotion he could hardly swallow down, the urge to just lean down and kiss Jun was so strong he could barely stand it.
“Come, come here. Come sit with me. Sho-san should sit with m – mffff-“
Sho stopped thinking and just did it. To hell with it, he thought, cupping Jun’s cheek and kissing him.
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Date: 2019-12-26 04:23 am (UTC)