Fic: Gilded 2/?

[rikke_leonhart]

Title: Gilded 2/?
Rating: Will go up >:3
Pairing: Ohno/Nino
Warning: Ehm, boy kisses, boy groping (more to come 8D)
Summary: Nino isn't comfortable with people touching him back. YET.
Author's notes: Shameless excuse to write boy on boy. For Cally. Updates are super short and will exist when I feel like it xD

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“He’s not with that girl anymore,” Aiba said with poorly concealed glee as he sat down next to Nino in the dance studio.

Nino raised an eyebrow. “Which girl are we talking about? Blonde or brunette?”

Aiba rolled his eyes. “The regular one. The dancer one.”

Oh, that one. Nino shrugged anyway. Ohno was nineteen and perfectly capable of finding company of the fairer sex. This one, though, had been on and off for as long as long as Ohno had been back in Tokyo. Not that Ohno talked about it, but Aiba was well-informed, even if he insisted he wasn’t snooping.

“Just don’t let Sho-chan know you’ve been asking around,” Nino warned him, because Sho would have a cow. That would actually be hilarious.

“I haven’t,” Aiba sounded insulted, but the grin was unmistakable. “I heard him tell Machida-san.”

Nino shrugged again. “And just you wait, they’re back together before the month is over.”

Aiba looked disgustingly satisfied with himself and Nino socked his shoulder.

As if on cue, Ohno and Sho came back from their vending machine trip and Nino knew he was staring when Aiba giggled in his ear.

“Get out of my ear.”

“‘But he’s so pretty,’” Aiba batted his eyes and instinctively ducked Nino’s fist. He wasn’t fast enough the second time though, and his yelp made Sho and Ohno look over. “Nothing,” Aiba croaked out even as Nino dug his fingers in under his ribs.

Nino smiled winningly and Ohno smiled back. When Ohno made to go in Nino’s and Aiba’s direction, Nino managed to bit out through mostly closed lips; “Don’t even think about it!”

Aiba laughed and Ohno sat down, perplexed.

*
Jun had been looking weirdly at him for weeks now, and quite frankly, it was creeping him out.

“Stop looking at me like that,” Nino said one day, trying to stare Jun down (or up, rather, since Jun was growing a lot these days, and could he please stop, thank you kindly.)

“I’m not staring at you,” Jun denied, but he looked like he’d been caught. Nino told him as much. “Okay,” Jun admitted, “but it’s just that you’re really obvious. Even Sakurai-san says so.”

“Stop calling him Sakurai-san,” Nino chuckled. “He doesn’t bite and he’s not as cool as you think he is.”

Jun glared. Okay, Sho was still not a safe subject to joke about. Next. “Obvious?”

“You like Ohno-san.”

Nino laughed. “Ohno-san, okay, seriously, stop. Oh-chan. Okay?”

Jun was less than impressed. “Don’t think I didn’t notice that you didn’t comment on it.”

Jun really was hanging out too much with Sho these days, Nino thought. He was getting too smart. And then he wondered why it hadn’t ever rubbed off on Ohno, since he actually spent a lot of time with Sho. Not that Nino minded, because he liked Ohno just the way he was. Urgh. He suspected that Jun was getting good at picking up on his thoughts as well. He really had to do something about that.

“Yeah okay, so? It’s not like Oh-chan likes guys or anything.”

“And you? Do you like guys or just Ohno?”

“I don’t have a problem with my sexual orientation, thank you very much,” Nino huffed. “And it’s not my fault that he’s eye-candy.”

“Try not to be as obvious. With the rate you’re going, Ohno might end up noticing, too.”

Nino didn’t think so. After all, Ohno hadn’t picked up on it yet, and fanservice was a really good invention.

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