Request Meme Part Two: Son of Request Meme

[cupcake4mafia]

IT LIVES.

I've been working on something kind of epic and I need a break from it, SO:
Request ficlets of any Arashi pairing/moresome!
(Esoteric fandoms also available: Jiro Wang/Danson Tang, S.H.E)
I do write adult material, but I can't promise it for every prompt >__>
Please check the last meme's requests before making your own :D
Of course, whoever commented last time is WELCOME to request again!

EDIT: Requests now closed! I will be finishing all the prompts thus far :D

Off The Record Nino/Britney Spears, for happenstanc3 PG-13
Revisions Nino/Jun, unexpected and acting, for rinalin PG-13
The Usual Aiba/Arashi, friendship and birthdays, for i_am_zan PG-13 (implied fivesome)
Synonyms Sho/Nino, possessive!Nino, for blood_opal R
Occupational Hazard Senior Nan/Xiu-Yi, for font Pg-13ish
Minor Mishaps Aiba/Jun, planning a party, for binmusic R (language)
Curious Nature Jun/Nino, "Nino's been a naughty boy this year," for fluttering NC-17
The Only Thing Worse Than Fantasy Football gen, slight Ohno/Arashi, "Arashi wants Ohno to know that fishing isn't the most fun thing to do," for mirai_kazuko PG
Sure Ohno/Jun for alexiela light R
see the ohmiya, feel the shine gen, Ohno/Nino, the group tries to promote Ohmiya, crackfic, for yay_box PG

Comments

[ruisetsuna.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you're taking requests again, more great fics to read!! :D

I'd like some Ohmiya/Aiba if it's not too much of a bother, please ♥♥♥ Santa Aiba~

[cupcake4mafia.livejournal.com]

Actually I wrote this before Christmas orz
I kept trying to add something of the adult variety, but it just wasn't coming, so I'll give you what I have and I hope you enjoy it even though it's so very very late!

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Aiba always has his birthday party a few days early, because he doesn’t want anyone to give up their Christmas dates. Unfortunately, this year, Aiba doesn’t have one of his own, so he ends up at Nino’s apartment for what Nino calls “bachelors Christmas.” An hour or two into the evening, Nino comes over to the couch with a whole bottle of champagne in his hand, and Ohno abruptly tugs him into his lap. Nino yelps, twisting awkwardly so that he doesn’t spill it all. Aiba grabs the bottle, refilling their glasses as Nino wriggles in Ohno’s grip, pretending to fight.

“Some bachelors night,” Aiba snorts, taking a sip of his drink.

“Oi, we’re not entertaining enough for you?” Nino asks, finally climbing out of Ohno’s grasp and landing on the floor with a thump.

“You’re very entertaining!” Aiba reassures. “It’s just, I mean, you might as well have your own little cake, right?”

“You didn’t get one?” Ohno asks Nino.

“Ha, ha, very funny, Nino and Ohno are gay,” Nino deadpans, rolling his eyes as he sits back on the couch, knee flush with Ohno’s.

“Seriously,” Aiba says, looking at their knees touching through the golden tint of his champagne flute. “You didn’t have to invite me. I’ll be okay on my own.”

“We can drink this much champagne,” Nino starts.

“We’ve done it before,” Ohno adds.

“But it’s nice to have help.”

“Liar. You would charge me by the glass if you could,” Aiba teases, his expression melting into a contended smile as he leans back in the old leather arm chair. “I don’t know why you can’t just say it.”

“Say what?” Nino asks.

Aiba’s eyes are closed, now, but he can imagine Nino’s face, giving away much more than he thinks to someone who’s known him for more than a third of his life.

“Fine, whatever, laugh at me when I leave,” Aiba sighs.

“Why would we laugh at you?” Ohno asks.

Ohno would be genuinely curious, but Nino’s face would be the same solemn challenge. Aiba’s come up against that face plenty of times.

Of course, he’s been slightly more sober all those times.

“I already know,” he tells them, the words sliding slowly off his lips. “I’m just waiting.”

“What are you waiting for?” Nino asks. “If you know, then you know. We don’t have to tell you.”

Aiba sits up, eyes shooting open. It’s the closest he’s ever gotten to a confession. He takes in the details, Nino’s slightly resigned frown, Ohno’s hand on Nino’s shoulder, Ohno’s eyes focused on Nino’s face.

“Just,” Aiba hesitates, afraid to make Nino take it back. “Just say it. You might as well, now, right?”

Nino stares Aiba down for what seems like minutes before his mouth quirks into a small smile.

“You’re obsessed,” Nino says.

Aiba realizes that his fingers are digging into the arm of the chair. He watches, helpless, as Nino and Ohno share a knowing look and Nino whispers something in Ohno’s ear.

“Why do you want to know so badly?” Ohno asks.

“Because, I just,” Aiba starts, confused. “I mean, obviously, nothing would change.”

“What if we want something to change?” Nino asks.

“What if you,” Aiba starts. “What would you want to, what, huh?”

“Honestly,” Nino sighs, shaking his head.

Ohno follows suit and Aiba’s eyes dart between them.

“We call you here, on Christmas Eve, and get you good and liquored up, and you don’t have the decency to even take the hint,” Nino laments, calmly taking a sip of his champagne.

“YOU WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH ME?” Aiba squeals, scrambling back in his seat.

“Basically.”

“But I, you guys, and both of you, but I never,” Aiba stammers, looking around the room for the closest escape (balcony, but he's not sure about the jump).

“But you’ve thought about it,” Ohno interrupts, helpfully.

“No!”

“But you’re thinking about it right now,” Nino says.

“Well,” Aiba whimpers.

[ruisetsuna.livejournal.com]

OMG I'm really sorry for replying late, but THANK YOU SO MUCH ;___; asd;lm;lmsdl;sd