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Ohno/Nino, PG/crack, 680 words
Prompt : Soulmate
Drabble collection, part 26
Also in AO3
For the most part, he thinks this whole soul mate thing is ridiculous. A complete and utter crap. For another, he doesn’t want to believe it, or even think about it, despite the fact that Jun keeps on telling him he’s just being a jerk on purpose.
But then this other jerk comes along and fucks everything up.
It’s obvious Jun has something to do with this, but he’s not sure how. It could also be that the universe is doing this to make him miserable.
Nino isn’t amused.
“Aha, I knew there was a reason I had a hard-on when I first saw you!” the guy exclaims, and Nino feels like cringing if it’s not for the fact that his own dick obviously has other ideas. For a moment there, he thinks of leaving, but then realizes there’s no way he’s going to hear the end of it from Jun. Or from Sho and Aiba.
Fuck it all. He walks behind the man and reaches to work on the rope that’s bounding him to the chair.
“So, soul mate, huh?”
“I’d stop talking if I were you,” he mutters, mentally chastising himself as he pulls the rope free; something tells him today’s going to be longer than he thought it would be. “like, immediately. I mean it.” He grunts under his breath, makes sure he’s tugged the rope all the way off before he moves away.
The guy beams, flexing his freed hands. “Eh, but why? This is the part where we should be getting acquainted, right? Can I shake your hand or do you prefer it better if we hug? Anything’s fine with me, I swear!”
“Seriously, though –“
“Ah, Ninomiya-san, right? Oh, don’t be surprised. I know your name, of course. I know you’re coming for me, by the way.” The man winks.
Nino face-palms. No, this is not happening. “Oh my god, why should it be you? You’re so annoying!”
The guy’s grin is so big that it’s difficult to look away from it. Nino wonders why he can’t.
Crap.
“Ah, so you accept it then? You and I, because the universe thinks -”
“It’s doing me a huge favor by sending you? I don’t fucking think so.” He cuts in, but a huge part of him is telling him to suck it up and just let it happen.
“Admit it Ninomiya-san, you like me.”
“My god, the nerve!”
“You came for me, I think I have every reason to believe you like me,” the man says, eyes twinkling. “Oh, I’m Ohno, by the way. Ohno Satoshi. You can call me whatever you want. But ‘yours’ sounds really nice, too.”
“I’m going to punch you in the face.” He declares, and it’s not even a threat.
Ohno laughs and pulls him in, leans in closer to rest their foreheads together. Nino honestly wonders what is happening, why it feels so much like the world has stopped just for them.
“No, you won’t.”
“I swear I will.”
“Really?”
“If you let go of me.”
“Do you want me to?”
“Y-Yes?”
“That’s a question!”
“No!”
The man grins. Nino is left wondering why that one gets his pulse racing, too. “You’re so cute. Also, you’re the best. Thanks for coming, and for saving me.”
“I didn’t do it for you. I did it for Jun -” he starts to say, but the man stops him with a finger over his lips, still smiling like he knows, tracing Nino’s lips like he has all the fucking right.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes?”
“Oh, another question!”
“God, I’m really going to hit you if you don’t shut up. I mean it!”
“How about you kiss me instead?”
“For the love of – unffff!” he trails, eyes wide as the man, Ohno, pulls him in, pressing their mouths together and kissing the words straight from his lips until he has no choice but to let it happen.
(He tells himself that, but after a while, he finds himself completely into it, humming into the other man’s mouth, hands gripping the man’s hips as he presses closer, liking the way they simply fit.
He is so screwed.)
Ohno/Nino, PG/crack, 680 words
Prompt : Soulmate
Drabble collection, part 26
Also in AO3
For the most part, he thinks this whole soul mate thing is ridiculous. A complete and utter crap. For another, he doesn’t want to believe it, or even think about it, despite the fact that Jun keeps on telling him he’s just being a jerk on purpose.
But then this other jerk comes along and fucks everything up.
It’s obvious Jun has something to do with this, but he’s not sure how. It could also be that the universe is doing this to make him miserable.
Nino isn’t amused.
“Aha, I knew there was a reason I had a hard-on when I first saw you!” the guy exclaims, and Nino feels like cringing if it’s not for the fact that his own dick obviously has other ideas. For a moment there, he thinks of leaving, but then realizes there’s no way he’s going to hear the end of it from Jun. Or from Sho and Aiba.
Fuck it all. He walks behind the man and reaches to work on the rope that’s bounding him to the chair.
“So, soul mate, huh?”
“I’d stop talking if I were you,” he mutters, mentally chastising himself as he pulls the rope free; something tells him today’s going to be longer than he thought it would be. “like, immediately. I mean it.” He grunts under his breath, makes sure he’s tugged the rope all the way off before he moves away.
The guy beams, flexing his freed hands. “Eh, but why? This is the part where we should be getting acquainted, right? Can I shake your hand or do you prefer it better if we hug? Anything’s fine with me, I swear!”
“Seriously, though –“
“Ah, Ninomiya-san, right? Oh, don’t be surprised. I know your name, of course. I know you’re coming for me, by the way.” The man winks.
Nino face-palms. No, this is not happening. “Oh my god, why should it be you? You’re so annoying!”
The guy’s grin is so big that it’s difficult to look away from it. Nino wonders why he can’t.
Crap.
“Ah, so you accept it then? You and I, because the universe thinks -”
“It’s doing me a huge favor by sending you? I don’t fucking think so.” He cuts in, but a huge part of him is telling him to suck it up and just let it happen.
“Admit it Ninomiya-san, you like me.”
“My god, the nerve!”
“You came for me, I think I have every reason to believe you like me,” the man says, eyes twinkling. “Oh, I’m Ohno, by the way. Ohno Satoshi. You can call me whatever you want. But ‘yours’ sounds really nice, too.”
“I’m going to punch you in the face.” He declares, and it’s not even a threat.
Ohno laughs and pulls him in, leans in closer to rest their foreheads together. Nino honestly wonders what is happening, why it feels so much like the world has stopped just for them.
“No, you won’t.”
“I swear I will.”
“Really?”
“If you let go of me.”
“Do you want me to?”
“Y-Yes?”
“That’s a question!”
“No!”
The man grins. Nino is left wondering why that one gets his pulse racing, too. “You’re so cute. Also, you’re the best. Thanks for coming, and for saving me.”
“I didn’t do it for you. I did it for Jun -” he starts to say, but the man stops him with a finger over his lips, still smiling like he knows, tracing Nino’s lips like he has all the fucking right.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes?”
“Oh, another question!”
“God, I’m really going to hit you if you don’t shut up. I mean it!”
“How about you kiss me instead?”
“For the love of – unffff!” he trails, eyes wide as the man, Ohno, pulls him in, pressing their mouths together and kissing the words straight from his lips until he has no choice but to let it happen.
(He tells himself that, but after a while, he finds himself completely into it, humming into the other man’s mouth, hands gripping the man’s hips as he presses closer, liking the way they simply fit.
He is so screwed.)
