Purple Gas Evolution

Title: Blocked
Author: nin_nin15          
Length: drabble
Pairings: Sakumiya
Rating: pg
Genre: crack
Summary: When blocked, everyone needs release
Notes: I’m in a block so here. I JUST NEEDED TO WRITE SOMETHING


Sho grumbles in frustration as he types away on his laptop.
                “I need to write. I Need To Write. I NEED TO WRITE.”
Sho sighs once more, getting the attention of Nino.
                “Sho-chan, maybe today’s not your day.” Nino shouts from across the room.
                “But Nino! I have to write something!” Sho whines.
                “Then stop whining and start writing! I can’t finish this level with you sighing in the background every five seconds!”

Nino returns back to his game, leaving Sho alone to wallow in his inability to write.

It was quiet for exactly five minutes, minus the sounds of the Sho typing on his keyboard and the fanfare music playing from Nino’s game.
Nino was about to move on to the next level, when he heard another frustrated sigh from Sho.
                “Sho-chan, just what in the world are you writing?!” Nino’s voice laced with frustration.
                “Fanfiction.”
Nino didn’t know if he was supposed to laugh at Sho or just question his current mental state.
                “But why?”
                “Fans seem to like it.”
Nino squinted his eyes.
                “So it’s fanservice?”
Sho spun his chair around to face Nino. He wore this smirk on his face, like he had some brilliant idea in his mind.
                “Kind of.”
Nino smirks back at Sho. It looks like they have the same thing in mind. He walks towards Sho and straddles him.
                “How about we give them something to write about.” Nino whispers into Sho’s ears, his low voice sending shivers through Sho’s body.
Sho closes his laptop and carries Nino towards their bed. He drops him on the bed, and closes the distance between them, kissing Nino eagerly.
                “I like that idea.”

Title: Their family
Author: nin_nin15         
Length: drabble
Rating: PG-13
Genre: crack
Summary: Who knew being early would make Nino witness the creation of a family?
Notes: This is more like a ramble than a fic, but still I had to get it out there?


Their meeting time was 9:30. Nino arrived at around 8:00, why was he early? He isn’t sure himself. When he got to the dressing room, the lights were already on. Unbeknownst to Nino, these lights were warning signs, an omen to an impending happy but honestly quite surprising ending.

Sakurai Sho had the least scandals amongst Arashi. If not the least, he has a really small number of scandals. Everyone in Arashi knew he had his fair share of one night stands and gay bars, but they kind of just died down these past few years. For Nino, there are two possible reasons for the scandal less Sakurai Sho: either he hides it really well or he has found someone. Nino like to believe the latter.

8:03. Nino was still standing in front of their door, carefully listening to the muffled sounds. Around 8:05, Nino found out that there were actual people in their dressing room. 8:08, he confirmed both were men. Nino stands there for a good three minutes before grabbing the doorknob, slowly turning as to not disturb the occupants. Who knows? They could be planning world domination and Nino does not want any of that. He peeked through the small crack he created when he opened the door.
To say he was surprised was an understatement. To sum up his emotions, Nino was literally asdfghjkl. It was a mixture of surprise, shock, horror, fear, amusement and a pinch of happiness to top it all off.

He peeked again, making sure his eyes didn’t deceive him, but it’s the same thing. It was the same damn thing and it made Nino cringe a little bit. Like yeah sure, he’s down or whatever but damn that was unexpected.

It’s not part of Nino’s daily routine to spy on his fellow bandmates but seeing your leader get it on with one of your closest friends is not a sight to pass up.  It could become good blackmail material but he decides otherwise, who knows where the pictures will end up?

Nino closes the door before it becomes way too graphic.

9:15. Nino was spotted by none other than Jun.
                “What are you doing here?”
                “Waiting for mom and dad to finish up.
                “Mom and Dad?
                “Yup. Who knew, right?”
9:20. Now both Jun and Nino were waiting when Aiba called out to them.
                “What’s up?”
                “Why not ask Sho-chan, he’s got something up.”
                “Nino, you’re not helping.”
                “What do you want me to say, J?”
                “What are you two talking about?”
                “Aiba-san ought to know, he’s part of the family.”
                “Aibasshi, we can officially call them Mom and Dad.”
9:30. The door opens and the first thing Nino asks was:
                “Ohno-san, how was it?”
Nino’s low-key teasing question sent shivers down the pair’s spines. It made Ohno and Sho turn into a shade of red nobody has seen before.
                “You were there?”
                “Since the beginning.”
Nino’s smile had a playful feel to it, could be mistaken as teasing, but honestly, it was happiness. Meanwhile, Aiba congratulated the pair and Jun gave his blessings.
                “Okay!! Let’s have a family dinner after!” Aiba declared enthusiastically.
Sho was the first one to laugh, followed by Aiba and then Ohno. Jun chuckled and Nino smiled at the scene.
Yup, this is their family.

Title: A Not-So Drunken Fairytale
Author: nin_nin15          
Length: One-shot
Pairings: Junba
Rating: PG-13
Genre: fluff, crack
Summary: Aiba Masaki was a mess, a happy drunk mess.
Notes: I tried something new today! Warning! This is not edited. I tried writing something following my stream of consciousness this time and this is the product. I hope you enjoy.


They were out drinking, the three of them, Jun, Nino and Aiba. They were genuinely having a good time, not until a storm named Nino decided to fuck up Jun’s life in more ways than one.

Aiba was known to have a fairly good alcohol tolerance. He could stand long bouts of drinking, but there were certain drinks that would erase his fairly good alcohol tolerance and Nino knew all of them. For example, a hint of vodka would make the man drop dead drunk after just a few shots.

Nino decided that today would be the day to give Jun a headache so he changed their usual sake with vodka halfway through their drinking session.
                “This sake tastes weird~” Aiba happily commented.
Jun noticed the smirk on Nino’s face as AIba downs half the bottle of the sake. Jun decides to take a sip of the ‘weird sake’. As soon as the clear liquid hit his tongue, he knew shit was about to go down. He cast one icy glare towards Nino before turning to Aiba.
                “Aiba-san! Don’t-“
It was too late for our hero Jun, Aiba was almost down chugging the bottle, as per Nino’s chanting of ‘chug’ in the background.
                “Nino!!”
                “Wh~at?”
He had that sly tone in his voice that Jun hated so much. Jun wanted to punch the smirk off of his face.
                “You’ll pay for this.”
It was barely a whisper, but the emotions were clear.

It was not a known fact that the only person who could control a drunk Aiba was Jun. If Aiba reached his maximum level of drunkenness, all of the other members would leave it to their youngest to care for their youngest at heart.

Nino stood up ever so casually with such grace it would make the ballerina next door hide in shame. He left a few words before closing the door behind the pair.
                “I bid you farewell and goodluck.”

If Jun wasn’t pissed at Nino, he would’ve surely laughed.

               “Aiba-san~ It’s getting late, we have to go home.”
Jun propped up the flaccid Aiba only for him to fall again.
                “Nee, Jun-chan, carry me like a princess?”
Jun could only sigh as he picked up the heavily inebriated Aiba. Aiba giggled happily as he hooked his arms around Jun’s neck.
They left their private room in the most awkward manner ever with Jun barely seeing where he’s going, fumbling about, almost falling and passing by a shit ton of people while Aiba was obnoxiously singing Arashi songs in his ear.
Jun looked at his watch, 12:11, it was still too early for a night out but too late for a drunk Aiba.
                “Jun-chan, if the clock strikes twelve, will you leave?”
                “It’s past twelve, did you see me leave?”

Aiba snuggled into Jun’s neck.

They waited outside the bar with Jun still carrying Aiba, princess-style. While waiting for their manager, Jun was praying hard that no one would see them in such a state.
After fifteen intense minutes, their manager finally arrived. Jun could finally breathe.
                “To where?”
                “My place.”
                “We’re going to your place?~”
                “Aiba-san, not now.”
                “Call me Macchan!”
                “Macchan, not now.”

Aiba’s giggle echoed in the car.

It was a peaceful trip. Jun and Aiba were able to sleep, with Aiba casually hugging (suffocating) Jun. It was such a funny (cute/blackmail worthy) scene, that their manager (Nino) had to take a photo of it.
                “We’re here.”
Jun opened his eyes, adjusting to the sudden change in brightness. He shook Aiba gently.
                “Macchan, we’re here.”

Aiba opened his eyes slowly, his lashes brushing gently against Jun’s skin. It left tingles on Jun’s skin.

They got off the car, Aiba happily perched on Jun’s back as per his request.
Jun fumbled around for his keys and Aiba breathing on his ear was not helping at all. The pair stumbled into Jun’s entryway, with Jun catching Aiba from serious injury.
                “Thanks, Junnosuke.”
Aside from the fact that Aiba used Junnosuke, his low voice sent shivers down Jun’s spine.
Aiba broke free from Jun’s hold and skipped towards Jun’s living room.
                “Jun-chan! Come here!”
Aiba was jumping all over the place, from chair to chair, almost knocking over one of Jun’s bonsais.
                “Macchan, it’s time to sleep.”
                “Aww~”

It pained Jun to see a downtrodden Aiba, but he was not going to risk it.

Jun held Aiba’s hand and led him to his bedroom.
                “Here’s some clothes, and here’s your bed.”
                “Alone?”
                “I’ll be sleeping on the couch.”
Tears pooled in Aiba’s eyes. He stared at Jun longingly, hoping his puppy eyes would work.
                “That’s not gonna work.”
                “Okay.”
Aiba grabbed his clothes with a sad expression.
                “I guess our fairytale ended.”
It hit Jun where it hurts.
                “Macchan, just tonight okay?”
                “Really?!”

Jun knew it, Aiba’s smile was worth it.

Aiba was finally calm, still drunk but calm.
They got changed in peace, no drunken tantrums from Aiba, no crying, no nothing. It was peaceful.
Aiba was already waiting for Jun, patting he empty side of the bed.
                “Hai, hai.”
As soon as Jun got in the bed, Aiba grabbed him and trapped him in an embrace.
                “You won’t be gone tomorrow morning?”
                “I’ll stay.”
Jun was about to close his eyes when he heard Aiba say something unexpected.
                “My goodnight kiss?”
Jun gently kisses Aiba’s lips.
                “I’m expecting my good morning kiss tomorrow.”
                “I’ll give it to you, not just tomorrow, but until the end of time!”

Jun laughs, slightly hoping Aiba was saying the truth and the promise was not just a drunken ramble.

The next day rolled in, hangover striking them both.
                “Good morning.” Aiba said despite of his hangover.
Jun faced a smiling Aiba. There goes Jun’s hangover.
                “Good mo-“
A kiss. A good morning kiss.

               “I didn’t forget.”

The picture became everyone’s home screen image for a good week, but due to Jun’s threatening looks (which was reciprocated with Aiba’s apologetic smile), it was changed back to the default home screen, but Nino will always be lurking, waiting for the perfect chance to strike again.

Title: Awkward Touches and Weird Confessions
Author: nin_nin15
Length: Drabble
Pairings: Sakuraiba
Rating: G
Genre:Crack
Summary: Sho's hands lead him to somewhere.

As much as Sho tries to avoid it, he has wandering hands. Sometimes it lands on inanimate objects, but most of the time it lands on his most treasured human in the world.

              “You’re doing it again, Sho-chan.” Aiba whispers casually in Sho’s ear.
He blushes and removes his already comfortable but awkwardly placed hand on Aiba’s hand.
                “I can’t help it; they just wander on their own.”
                “Don’t make excuses Sho-chan, you really like my hands, don’t you?”
Aiba giggles like a girl.
                “It’s not just your hands, I really like you and your everything.”
Sho holds Aiba’s hands and grips it as a sign of affirmation. Aiba feels his heart rate increase a little bit. It amazes Aiba how Sho could be so composed even after all that. He continues to speak.
                “Maybe that’s why they go to you! Because I really like you!”
Aiba thanks all the gods that they were the only people in the room or else it would have been the most embarrassing situation Aiba has ever been in. And that’s saying a lot. Aiba tried to act cool. He composed his thoughts to make it seem like he was treating everything as a joke.
                “I get it Sho-chan, you like me.”
He sounded a bit apprehensive, but he couldn’t hide the blush emerging from his cheeks. As soon as Sho noticed Aiba’s blushing face, Sho popped the question, his signature smirk gracing his face.
                “Aiba-kun, do you like me?”
                “I like you, Sho-chan, but as a friend, I guess.”
                “I guess?”
Sho’s smirk grows bigger, and Aiba couldn’t say anything, he decided that the best things he could do at that time was nod.
                “So there’s a chance?”
                “A chance?”
                “That you might like me?”
Once again, Aiba nods. Sho’s smirk turns into a full on smile.    
                “I’ll make you like me Aiba! Mark my words!”
Sho runs out of the door, leaving a dumbstruck Aiba behind.

Title: Secret
Author: nin_nin15
Length: One-shot
Pairings: Yama
Genre: fluff, crack-ish
Summary: Ohno Satoshi has a secret. It’s a sketchbook, but it’s not just a simple sketchbook. It’s full of portraits of someone he holds dearly.
Notes: Some characters can be out of character. I’m sorry about that. >.< Comments and suggestions would be greatly appreciated. :3


If Ohno was not lying around doing absolutely nothing, one would find him doodling away in his sketchbook. Nobody knows what’s inside that sketchbook and it seems like Ohno does not want anyone to know what’s inside it either.

Just ask Nino. He had tried multiple times. From the side, from the back, using a mirror, name it and Nino had probably done it. It always ends the same, Ohno catching him midway and Nino getting smacked on the head.

              “Sho-chan, we have to see what’s inside that sketchbook.” Nino whined as they were waiting for their lunch.
                “I know! Let’s get Oh-chan drunk!”
                “Aibasshi, that’s a great idea!”
                “Guys, it’s Ohno-san’s property, we shouldn’t do that.”
                “But aren’t you curious Sho-chan?”
Sho blushed as he tried to pick up his tea successfully, only for it to spill all over their table.
                “You are curious!” Nino said with a triumphant smile.
                “Even if I’m curious I won’t allow you to do that. It’s a breach of privacy.”
                “Stop being such a square, Sho-chan.”

Aiba smiled at the man.
Nino had that look on his face.
And on that exact moment, Sho knew he fucked up.

Sho found himself standing in the dressing room. He was too nervous to even sit on the numerous chairs in there. He found himself dashing towards the door when it suddenly opens and makes Sho jump up in surprise.
                “Aren’t you done already Sho-san?” Jun asked as he packed up his things.
                “I have some things to discuss with Ohno-san.”
                “Is it about the sketchbook?”
                “How did you know?”
                “Nino told me. Don’t act surprised, I’m bound to know sooner or later.”
As per orders of Jun, Sho didn’t show any emotions on the outside, but inside he was screaming hysterically.
                “Good luck and see you later.”
                “Thanks, I’ll be needing a whole bag of that.” Sho says under his breath.
As soon as Jun closed the door to the dressing room, Sho starts searching for the mysterious sketchbook Nino wanted to see so badly.
                “Don’t forget to take pictures!”
Sho cringed at the thought.
                “Stupid Nino and his curiousity.”
After some more rummaging, he hit the gold mine. He pulled it out with extreme care, like it’s glass that can be broken by a gentle breeze.
Sho stares at the sketchbook for a good chunk of time. He’s debating whether he should open it, tell Nino he couldn’t find it or that Ohno brought it with him during the interview, but it’s Nino. He’s going to sense if Sho was lying or not and he knows Nino will make him pay for lying. Lying is not even a choice for Sho, he’s not really the best liar out there.
Sho finally gathers his courage and swallows his fear of getting caught. He opens it slightly, like a new book he didn’t want to damage. He catches a glimpse of a face, but he’s not really sure who it was. He opens it a bit wider the next time and it was an understatement to say that he was surprised with what he saw. He flips the pages and found more portraits.
                “Sho-kun, you’re still here?”
Sho almost drops the sketchbook on the floor.
                “Satoshi-kun, can you just stay there? Like, don’t move.”
He refuses to face Ohno, not like that, not while holding his precious sketchbook.
                “Sho-kun, are you okay?”
Sho nods nervously.
                “Is that my sketchbook?”
                “Uhm, you see – “
                “You’ve seen it then?”
He nods again.
                “I won’t get mad as long as it’s you.”
                “Are you sure?”
Sho finally faces Ohno.
                “Satoshi-kun, I’m sorry.”
Ohno walks towards Sho. He backs up a bit, scared for his life. Ohno stops inches away from Sho, cornering him on the sofa. Sho’s knees buckles and he falls on the sofa.
                “Don’t be.”
                “But I should – “
Ohno captures Sho’s lips in a kiss.
Sho forgets to breathe.
                “I love you, Sho-kun.”

Time stops for Sho.

Nino walks towards Sho, who was casually reading the morning news, like nothing life changing happened last night.  
                “Ne, Sho-chan, what’s in the sketchbook?”
                “It’s a secret.”
Sho casts a glance to Ohno’s direction. Nino looks at Ohno hopefully. Maybe if he asked properly, he would show the contents.
                “Ohno-san, what’s in the sketchbook?”
                “It’s our secret.” Ohno whispers into Nino’s ear.
                “Ohno-san, that’s unfair! How come Sho-chan knows and I don’t?!”
Sho laughed as Nino stomped and sulked his way towards Aiba. Ohno settled on the spot Nino vacated beside Sho.
                “Aibasshi~ Sho-chan and riida are being mean!”
                “There, there.”
Aiba smiled as he pats Nino’s hair. It made Sho laugh even harder.
                “You owe me dinner!”
                “Sure, I’ll treat you.”
Jun enters the room and Nino’s head perks up.
                “J! Let’s go eat something!”
Nino jumps up from his spot on the sofa.
                “But I just ate~”
It was Jun’s turn to whine.
                “Then do you want to be stuck with those two old men?”
Nino points an accusing finger at the pair. Jun turns his attention to the aforementioned pair.
                “I guess it worked out then, Sho-san, Ohno-san?”
Both of the men smiled.
                “J! If you don’t want anything to happen to your precious Aiba-san, you better get your ass here this instant!”
                “There’s my call. I guess I’ll be going then.”
The two were left in a comfortable silence.
                “Satoshi-kun, why me though?”
                “Do you really want to hear the reasons?”
                “is it gonna be long?”
                “It will take me three whole days, no breaks, to write it all.”
Sho blushes at the thought.
                “I knew it, you’re very adorable.”

Ohno pecks Sho on the cheek.
Sho whole face turns into a whole new shade of red.

Sho falls asleep in the dressing room. It’s been a long day for all of them. Ohno covers him with his jacket and places a kiss on Sho’s hair.

              “I guess I do really love you.”

Sho wakes up to the sound of a pencil delicately pressing on a paper.
                “Won’t you get tired of me?”
Ohno looks up to meet Sho’s gaze.
                “I won’t.”

Title: Restarting isn’t an option
Author: nin_nin15
Length: Drabble
Pairings: Sakumoto, yama friendship
Rating: G
Summary: Who knew three words could destroy someone’s life? Sho never knew, nor meant it that way.
Notes; Could be related to Don’t Go, I’m not really sure. Still might be out of character.


“Let’s stop this.”
“What do you mean? What’s this?”
Sho knew from that moment that he lost Jun forever.
              “Everything. In the end we’re both going to get hurt and hurt others in the way.”
              “You’re going to end everything just because you’re scared?! Are you serious?!”
Jun was already crying and it broke Sho.
              “Listen, I’m doing this for us.”
              “Sure, because hurting me is ‘for us.’”
It was a soft whisper but it hurt like a stab trough Sho’s heart.
              “Go away and don’t come near me anymore.”
It was Sho’s turn to cry.
              “I still love you, okay?! Sure, I’m scared, but I’ve been seriously thinking about this, how this relationship will affect us and the others, so don’t act like you’re the only one getting hurt!”
              “That doesn’t mean anything anymore Sho, you’ve already dealt the damage, and saying ‘I love you’ won’t heal it.”
The door closes and Sho is left in the room. For a few minutes, he stares at the ceiling with his tears falling.
              “I’m so stupid, aren’t I?”
              “Yeah.”
Sho didn’t know when did Ohno enter the room, but Sho knows that he needs someone right now, someone who would listen to him, since restarting isn’t an option right now.
              “Did I make a mistake?”
              “We’ll see.”
              “If it’s meant to be, you’ll find your way back.”
              “Thanks.”

Title: Beyond the nightmares
Author: nin_nin15
Length: Drabble
Pairings: Yama
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff, Friendship
Summary: How do you turn a nightmare into a dream?
Notes: First time writing with this pair. I’m kind of not sure how well it would be received though. As always comments are appreciated. :)


Ohno woke up with a start. This time he was drowning.
How many days has it been since these nightmares started? He couldn’t remember, but the nightmares, he could remember them easily. Usually his nightmares consists of him falling, drowning, getting lost in some sort of maze or maybe being alone in the darkness. Now, all he wants to do is to stop these nightmares from coming back.

He gets up from his bed to grab a glass of water from the tap. He tries to remember how it all started, how it happened and why is it happening.

Everyone has noticed that Ohno had been sleeping more than ever, especially when the five of them are together.
                “Leader, what’s keeping you up at night? Could it be some girl?”
Nino teased. The next thing he knew the whole room burst into laughter.
                “Nightmares, been having them a lot lately.”
The lively laughter died down to an awkward silence. It was Aiba’s concern that broke the silence.
                “Are you okay?”
Ohno nodded, but at this point everybody knew that he was far from okay.
                “Tell us if you need anything, okay?”
Nino gave Ohno some room to rset his whole body.
                “Thanks everyone.”

Ohno slept with a smile on his face.

When Ohno came to his senses, he was still in the dressing room and the three other members have left.
                “Good morning, Satoshi-kun.”
He was greeted by a smiling Sho. Ohno couldn’t help but smile too.
                “The others?”
                “They left already.”
                “You waited for me?”
                “Let’s just say I lost track of time.”
They both laughed.

It was around 11:30 PM when Ohno got back to his apartment. He didn’t want to stay there any longer. He didn’t want to be alone when the nightmares come again. He didn’t want to deal with it alone. With the panic building up inside him, all he could do was pack his bags and go somewhere safe, where the nightmares won’t reach him.

12:30 AM. Sho hears someone ringing his doorbell. When he opened the door, he didn’t expect Ohno to be standing there.
                “Sho-kun, can I stay over?”
                “Sure thing.”
When Ohno entered the apartment, he was surprised by the mess that welcomed him. Newspapers, magazines, lyric sheets were scattered everywhere. Despite everything, Ohno felt comfortable.
                “Sorry for the mess.”

              “It’s fine. I kind of like it.”

Sho graciously offered his bed to Ohno, but he refused saying that he preferred the couch over Sho’s bed of papers. Both men laughed at that.
Around 2:30 AM, Sho felt his bed shift a bit.
                “Is it fine?”

Sho just nodded.

When morning came, Ohno found himself trapped in Sho’s embrace. He also found himself completely rested, rejuvenated, like the nightmares never happened.
                “Good morning.”
Ohno said as he smiled at Sho’s sleeping face.
                “Good morning. I can’t make breakfast so don’t expect that much.”
Ohno chuckled.
                “Don’t worry, I’ll be the one making breakfast.

Ohno’s late night visits became more frequent. Ohno didn’t know how but Sho was helping him get rid of the nightmares, and maybe he was getting addicted to Sho’s warmth. It’s not like Sho was complaining either. Instead, he started looking forward to it.

It was one of those nights where both of them couldn’t really fall asleep.
                “Satoshi-kun, do you want to live with me?”
Ohno looked up from Sho’s embrace.
                “I’ve been thinking about it. You’ve been coming here for months now, and I just thought that it would be wasteful to be spending your money on taxi fare every time, so why not live here with me? I have an extra room if you like.”
Ohno couldn’t really see it, but he knows Sho was blushing.
                “Sho-kun, are you proposing to me?”
                “Yeah, kind of, maybe?”
                “Are you willing to spend the rest of your life with me?”
Sho nodded.
                “Then my answer is yes.”
Sho tightened his embrace. Ohno smiled.
                “Thanks for turning my nightmares into a dream.”

Title: Sweeter than a grape, crunchier than a cracker  
Length: Drabble
Pairings: Sakumiya
Rating: G
Genre; Friendship, Fluff
Summary: You know what’s sweeter than a grape? Revenge.
Notes: It’s my first time writing about real people as subject for my stories. I don’t know if I’ve done them justice, so comments are welcome. [As requested by pupilurker]
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Standby time. Everyone was doing their own thing, Sho and Jun were fiddling with their phones, Aiba and Ohno were deeply engrossed in the fruit snack prepared for them and Nino was being Nino, playing his games like there’s no tomorrow.
Sho glances at Nino. He knows it already. At this point Nino wouldn’t be stopped, not even hunger would stop this man from playing his game.
                “Nino~”
Nino looked up slightly, still keeping an eye on his game.
                “Hmm?”
                “Do you want some fruit?”
                “Thanks, I’m fine.”
Sho looked at the fruit platter prepared for them. He grinned, approached the duo that was currently feasting on the platter.
                “Can I have one grape?”
                “Sure.”
Nino felt the couch move a bit but thought nothing of it. Moments later, he felt something wet and cool touch his cheek.
He scanned the room for any possible suspects. Jun was on his right and Aiba and Ohno were directly in front of him.
                “What the hell Sho, whatever it is, it’s not funny.”
It was halfway between a whisper and a yell, but for sure everyone heard it.
Aiba was laughing, Ohno was trying to stifle his laughter, Jun was smiling and Sho was enjoying everything.
It was not good, Nino was losing the game and his frustration levels are gradually rising. He could yell at Sho right now and he wouldn’t feel bad at all.
                “SHO, whatever you’re doing - ?!”
A grape. A single grape silenced Nino and made the room burst with laughter.
Nino put down his game and bit into the fruit. He shot Sho an icy cold glare, but it was not working at all, especially since his cheeks were tinted with a faint pink hue.
                “Nino, how’s the grape?”
Sho flashed him his megawatt smile.
                “It’s sweet.”
            “Here.”
A rice cracker. From Sho. Nino smiled. It was payback time.
                “Sho-kun, you’re not going to feed me?”
Nino’s voice was sickeningly sweet.
So much so that it made Sho freeze on the spot.
Omake:
                “What are you doing?”
Jun looked at Nino like he violated every law.
                “Eating.”
                “Put that down, we’re about to start.”
                “Sho-kun gave it to me so how about no.”
Jun just rolled his eyes.