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10 Ficlets, all under 500 words, one for each pairing, different ratings and genres. This is the first batch, the second one is here!

one of those times | Junba | R | Angst | 366 words
Sometimes it’s enough. Sometimes it isn’t.

Aiba hums, his thumb still resting against his wrist. A distracting thought crosses Jun's mind as he feels the fingertip circle the skin, sending pleasant shivers down his back.

“It’s okay,” Aiba whispers.

His muscles react quicker than his mind does, and he snaps his hand away from Aiba’s hold. He can still feel the thumb tracing a path on his wrist, leaving it tingling. The skin feels oversensitive now, and Jun curses under his breath at the sensation.

Aiba is still there next to him, sheets hanging limply over his naked body. There’s a fake smile plastered on his face that Jun doesn’t understand. He’s not saying it’s okay anymore, and he’s glad about that. For some reason, hearing him say that hurts too much. But Jun never has the guts to tell him that he’s wrong, that’s it’s not okay.

When this thing between them had started, they were both pining after the same, straight man. They had decided that, if neither could have him, maybe they could relieve themselves of their frustration by bedding each other. That way, Aiba could still hug Sho and laugh with him, and then fuck Jun while thinking about his touch lingering on his skin, and Jun could still be friends with Sho and talk to him about their shared interests, and then fuck Aiba while pretending it was his voice moaning in his ear. So Jun can never tell Aiba that he doesn’t think about Sho that way anymore, and that it’s him, Aiba, that he loves now.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” Jun says, getting up.

He finds his clothes and dresses himself slowly, trying to buy time. Standing in the same room as Aiba is enough, sometimes. And sometimes, it’s not. This is one of those times.

But he still puts on his shirt and tucks it into his pants. He still smirks at Aiba on the way out. And he still stops in front of the doorway for a second before going, turning around to whisper something he can never say. And sometimes, just saying those three words in the darkness while Aiba can’t hear them is enough.

This is not one of those times.

buddies | Matsumiya | PG | Hogwarts AU | 430 words
Jun’s giddiness is quick to fade when it’s Nino’s turn to get sorted.

“You’ve been sorted… into Ravenclaw!?”

Jun can’t believe his eyes as he sees Nino sit down beside him at the Ravenclaw table. Around them, first year students like them are still being sorted into their Houses.

Jun had been so proud that the Sorting Hat had just barely been placed on his head when it immediately shouted “RAVENCLAW!” He had joined his older friends at the table with a big smile on his face. He was still revelling in the compliments from his new Housemates when he had heard that “Ninomiya Kazunari” had been, too, sorted in the same house.

“Congrats, Nino,” is saying Sho, extending his arm to pat him on the back.

“Isn’t it great?” Aiba yells. Ohno, next to him, doesn’t flinch or change his expression but he mumbles something while he waves his wand and his head gets wrapped in a bubble that seem to protect him from Aiba's screams in his ear. “We’re all in the same House!”

“B—but,” Jun stutters, “I thought you would be sorted into Slytherin.” He points his finger at Nino accusingly. He can’t have Nino in the same House as his. In the same dorm as his. Oh my god, in the same room as his.

Nino shrugs. “I guess the Hat saw my hidden genius potential.”

Jun’s head is a mess the whole evening after that. He can’t believe, he thinks while he and Nino follow their friends into the Ravenclaw Common Room a while later, that he has to spend the next seven years in close contact with him after… the incident. He blushes slightly when he thinks about Nino’s face at the time.

They stop on the first floor, in front of a big wooden door.

“Here’s your dorm room,” Sho says, pointing at the plaque there. 'First years' is written on it in bronze.

“Sho-chan and I are in the second years’ room if you need us,” Aiba says with a failed wink before going up another flight of stairs, dragging Sho and Ohno, who’s a fourth year, with him.

There are three other first years shyly looking around when Jun pushes the door carefully and enters the room. There are five beds, one for each of them, with trunks at their feet. Jun quickly locates his trunk and throws himself on the bed next to it.

“So,” Nino is standing in front of Jun’s mattress, “we’re neighbours, Housemates, and now,” he points at his trunks on Jun’s right and grins, “bed buddies, it seems.”

Jun groans inwardly. It’s going to be a long seven years.

don’t mind | Sakuraiba | R | Angst | 451 words
There was something he couldn’t quite put his finger on until now.

He traces a trail of kisses on his neck, heartbeat rushing, bodies sweating as they rub against each other. Their lips are red and wet as their mouths clash together hungrily. Aiba’s hand crawls down on Sho’s back and then on his chest and now down on his abdomen. He’s immediately rewarded with a loud moan when he reaches what he’s been looking for, and he breathlessly pushes himself closer to Sho, groaning in his neck when he finally enters him.

Sho’s hands cup his face as Aiba starts moving, slowly at first, only quickening his pace when they’re both used to it. Sho is speaking now, love words dripping from his lips in delicate abandon. Aiba tastes those sounds with his tongue, letting the burn spread in his mouth. His mind goes to the night before, when he and Sho had made love on the carpet in front of the fireplace, the way it felt to feel the fire burn inside of them and hear it crackle so close to them. He remembers the warmth as Sho fell asleep keeping him in arms. He remembers picking up the phone in his stead when it rang, not wanting him to wake up from his deep slumber. He had come by Aiba’s place after work tired as hell, but he still made time for him. Sho always made time for him.

Aiba’s mind starts to connect the pieces together. Sho’s phone ringing at weird times, his reluctance to go on dates, his hesitation to let him meet his friends or show him his house. There’s a red spot on Sho’s neck, but it isn’t his. Sho never lets him leave marks of any kinds, and Aiba thinks he’s so stupid to never have figured it out until now.

His mind goes suddenly blank as they’re both approaching their climax. Sho’s hands cling to him while Aiba’s go down between their bodies again. He catches Sho’s last sigh just a second before they both shudder and still in each other’s arms.

Sho pushes him aside gently and nests in his chest. This is Aiba’s favourite moment after they make love, because Sho never rushes out, never leaves. They lay in each other’s arms, at least until his phone rings, and he has to get up because he has somewhere else to be.

“I don’t mind,” Aiba says suddenly.

“Masaki?” Sho’s voice croaks. Aiba doesn’t turn around, but he can still imagine how the crease on his forehead furrows. His lover doesn’t understand what he’s saying. Well, neither does he if he has to be honest, but he still can’t stop the words that come out next:

“I don’t mind being the other guy.”

masterpiece | Yama | PG-13 | Comedy/Humour | 401 words
There are downsides and upsides to dating an artist.

“You want to put that thing where!?”

Sho shoots him an incredulous glare.

Ohno tilts his head. “Why are you so against this?”

Sho’s eyes dart around the apartment frenetically, trying to find a way to explain to his boyfriend, the artist, that some things are not acceptable to do even if they’re art. This being one of those.

“I’m pretty sure that’s not what you said you would do with it when I agreed to this, Satoshi.” Sho’s face is of a darker shade of red now than when Ohno first showed him the painting. The painting that he did of him when he had posed naked when he had asked two months before. Sho still curses himself for having said yes.

Ohno pouts a little, his hands still clinging to the painting. Sho finds the scene a bit ridiculous, if he has to be honest. The canvas is almost bigger than Ohno’s figure, and it covers him up to his chin. There’s something hilarious in seeing his boyfriend’s head poking from behind a painting of his naked body.

“But what’s the meaning of making a painting if you can’t show it to the world?” Ohno whines.

“You’re not showing it to the world!”

Ohno shakes his head and puts the painting away. “You’re selfish, Sho-chan,” he says, getting closer to him. “You want to keep this beautiful masterpiece to yourself.” Sho feels him slowly lifting his shirt and is surprised with himself with how little he’s fighting this. He lets his boyfriend get him out of his clothes as his fingers slowly ride up his pectorals, tracing his chest gently.

Ohno caresses every inch of his body until Sho is a panting mess on the floor. They both end up naked sometimes soon after that, the painting laying forgotten a few steps from their burning bodies tangling together.

“Satoshi?” Sho says as soon as he recovers his breath.

“Hmm?” Ohno lazily pulls him closer and places a kiss on his head. In exchange, Sho kisses his neck and snuggles in his chest.

“We’re still not hanging the damn painting in the living room.”

He hears Ohno sigh a little. “You really are selfish,” he repeats. Sho chuckles, and he’s already dozing off when he hears Ohno mumble something that sounds like: “But then again, I’m okay if that means I’m the only one who gets to see Sho-chan’s body.”

high standards | Juntoshi | PG | AU, Comedy | 445 words
In which Jun owes Nino one.

“The agency sent you?”

Jun raises his eyebrow as he stares at the man in front of him from behind his desk. He’s shorter than him, has a round face and puffy cheeks, heavy-lidded eyes, and his posture is just awful.

“Are you sure you’re supposed to be here?” he asks the man, unable to disguise his contempt.

The man just nods.

Jun looks down at the file that he has brought with him. The curriculum in it says his name is Ohno Satoshi, he’s 36, and he apparently has been picking up odd jobs since he dropped out of school at seventeen. Jun cocks his eyebrow once again. It’s not like he cares that he’s a high school dropout – most of his employees are anyway – but the guy is 36 and doesn’t look like he’s danced a single day in his life. He really doesn’t know why Nino would send someone like this today of all days, when he desperately needs a substitute since his best dancer got injured right before a bachelorette’s party. He takes his phone and sends a quick text to Nino asking him who the hell he had sent him before turning to the man who’s still awkwardly standing in the middle of the room, awaiting instructions.

“Well then,” Jun starts, a little hesitant, “I’m sure you know that we have certain, ah, standards when it comes to our dancers.”

Ohno looks at him dumbfounded.

Jun clears his voice. “Your shirt, Ohno-san, if you’d be so kind as to remove it?”

Ohno mouths an “oh” and starts fumbling with his shirt. Jun has to bite back a gasp when he sees that he’s actually ripped.

“You work out?”

Ohno gives a non-committal nod.

“And you can dance?” Jun asks, and he nods again. “Let’s see then.”

Ohno doesn’t even wait for the music to start before he starts moving around sensually. Jun stares in shock as he sees him move fluidly to a rhythm only he can hear. His eyes follow the curve of his body, going up again when he feels Ohno’s gaze on himself. When their eyes meet, Ohno looks at him and licks his lips. Jun feels his legs get weak, and he thanks the heavens he’s already sitting.

“That’s enough,” he says, regaining his composure. “You will do. Aiba-san will fill you in.” He gestures for Ohno to go away and the man leaves, dragging his feet lazily towards the door.

Jun sighs and takes his head in his hands. He’s still lost in his thoughts when he hears the sound of an incoming text.

From: Nino
You owe me one, Jun-pon ;)

Damn. He does.

Date: 2017-03-14 01:02 am (UTC)
falkner: photoshoot picture of Sakurai Sho from Arashi (塐 β˜† are you happy?)
From: [personal profile] falkner
Oh man, reading the Sakuraiba one feels like getting punched, except immediately after I realize I totally like getting punched.

Date: 2017-03-14 03:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
matsumiya and juntoshi <333


Interesting, Nino in Ravenclaw was something I never thought about before. :O

Lol Ohno being ripped ;)

Date: 2017-03-14 04:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

I totally loved the junba, sakuraiba and the yama one~

I missed reading angst

Date: 2017-03-14 08:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Awww i dont expect them in Ravenclaw xD
I really love the Yama drabble. β™‘β™‘
Thanks for sharing

Date: 2017-03-14 10:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
What! The one with sakuraiba is...unexpected. so aiba just another guy, so whose the real guy?
And the one ravenclaw au, i think it will be very interesting to develop into another series, i found it very intersting to read them as a wizard. The Yama one also vey good, and junba...this complicated nee...

Date: 2017-03-14 11:35 am (UTC)
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Date: 2017-03-14 02:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
This is waou.... Love it!!!

Date: 2017-03-14 03:31 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] lilly0
Ohhhhh, I love these! And I don't know why, but the Sakuraiba is one of my favs. It's so intense! The build up and all <3
But I like all of them! β™₯
Thanks so much for sharing <3

Date: 2017-03-16 01:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
No complaints to all of the things written here... And the angst!!! You're so kind to put the angsty ones in the middle of light-hearted ones... but you just had to start off with angst... yeah?

Special shoutout to that nude painting!

Excited to read the next part, Thanks!!

Date: 2017-06-08 11:39 am (UTC)
yuuki_73: Ninomiya Kazunari (Default)
From: [personal profile] yuuki_73
You got to be good to make some damage only with drabbles! SakurAiba's one felt so real with all the sweetness and bitterness...
But I really loved the JunToshi one!!! Specially because all the trending with the Are You Happy documentary showing our amazing Rīdā rehearsing and choreographing!!!! Ripped and hot indeed!!! Great plot!!!


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~ {Ravenclaw AU} Out Loud
~ Backstage Sex (Pun Intended)
~ Ficlets batch #1 [ 1 & 2 ]
~ Amore [ 1 | 1.5 ]
~ Paradox
~ The Only Exception
~ Boy/friend?
~ Idols don't need to be smart
~ Stronger
~ γƒžγ‚€γƒͺーダー (My Leader)
~ L is for... [#1 | #2 | #3]
~ Truth or Dare [1 & 2]
~ Operation Jeannie
~ Their Relationship & His Laugh, His Smile
~ Lemon and Mint
~ The Biggest Fan
~ Not Like That
~ Patience
~ The Shadow/Leader

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