Request Meme Part Two: Son of Request Meme

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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

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occupational hazard [2/2]

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The drama does seem to have worn off a bit. Nan thinks he might be pretty good at this whole comforting thing, and maybe a co-ed dorm wouldn’t be so bad. Of course, if it were a girl on her knees in front of him right now...

“Well, if you’re finished.”

“Kiss me.”

“What?” Nan nearly yells, reminding himself of quiet hours at the last moment.

“I’m a one and you’re a two, so that makes three right?” Xiu-Yi argues, a faraway look in his eyes.

“You’ve finally cracked,” Nan says, shrinking back on his bed. “Honestly, if I wanted to kiss a guy, can’t you think of someone I might go to first?”

“You like Yang-Yang better than me?” Xiu-Yi asks, snapping out of his fantasy. “I thought we were friends!”

“Yes, but Yang-Yang cleans my room and makes me lunch. He’d do my laundry if I let him.”

“Good call,” Xiu-Yi agrees.

They both shudder at the thought. Xiu-Yi leans forward and Nan scoots further back, realizing with dull horror that he really is moving towards a wall and Xiu-Yi seems more muscular the closer he gets.

“Fine, I’ll do it, but you’re the girl,” Nan says, pushing Xiu-Yi back.

Xiu-Yi lets himself be moved, frowning.

“I thought there was no girl.”

“There’s always a girl, stupid,” Nan sighs.

“I don’t think that’s how it works.”

“Who is the expert?” Nan asks, raising his eyebrows.

Xiu-Yi nods, thoughtful for a moment, before climbing all the way up onto the bed and sprawling out on his back with a sigh.

“I’m ready.”

“Have you ever kissed a girl?” Nan asks, smirking.

Xiu-Yi glares at him and Nan rolls his eyes before leaning down and kissing Xiu-Yi with what he hopes is the attitude of someone who knows exactly what he’s doing. He’s surprised when Xiu-Yi’s hand cups the back of his head. In retaliation, he opens his mouth just slightly. Xiu-Yi takes the hint, and if he lacks experience he makes up for it in enthusiasm. Nan sits up, politely ignoring what’s now pressing insistently at his thigh.

“Do you feel like you understand things better, now?” he asks.

Xiu-Yi stares at Nan, eyes wide, lips parted, and shakes his head.

“The things I do for you kids,” Nan sighs, leaning in again.

There’s a clause in the resident advisor contract that is a sort of catch-all: “Resident advisors will assist residents in times of mental stress.” Nan has always been suspicious that the clause applied to exactly this kind of situation.

Re: occupational hazard [2/2]

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HOLY MOLY ILUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSM!!!!!

“Senior Nan, please, I need your guidance! Don’t turn your back on a miserable man!” This was so perfect I nearly squealed out loud when I read it -- all of the dialogue is perfect, I can picture it, well, okay, subtitled under Jiro's dismayed flailing and Danson's raised eyebrows and sighs.

“Why am I the only one you can talk to?” Nan demands, not amused.

“Well, you’re the most experienced person I know,” Xiu-Yi answers, blushing a little.

Nan rolls his eyes.

“A two,” he answers. “Feel better?”

afhadfakjhfdasjdfakjfdhakfdjhakdsjfasfj well played, Xiu-Yi.

Seriously, this was completely perfect. Every bit of it. <3333333333333333!!!! Thank you so much! XD