[Arashi] Fallback
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neko_kirin3104Title: Fallback
Group/Pairing: Arashi/Matsumiya (Jun/Nino)
Prompt: 38 Hug
Word Count: 660
Rating: PG
Genre: Friendship
Summary: Sometimes, a simple “Are you all right?” is enough to make things right.
Note: Inspired by a prompt snagged from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
100_situations. 2011.09.03 Arashi ni Shiyagare, where they played ♫♪Janken Poi Poi♪♫,
Nino’s mails sometimes come in the most ungodly hours.
But Jun, no matter how far gone he is or how dry his throat and humor has become from sleep, always just picks his phone up, checks who the message is from and, without even reading it, presses the man’s number on speed dial.
“Hey, J...”
"Are you all right?"
“Aw, man! He died!”
Jun bolts right up, his mind bursting into consciousness. “Who did?!”
“Mario.”
The soft snicker on the other line instantly numbs him up with dread. “Don’t screw with me, Nino!” In that same instant, he becomes aware of the campy game music blaring in the background.
“What? Do I need a better reason to mail a friend in the middle of the night?”
“You woke me up.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I have work tomorrow.”
“I do, too.”
Jun sighs and settles into the now familiar silence, when they just stay on the phone listening to each other’s breaths, while the game music gradually fades into the void.
“Are you all right?” he asks again after a while.
“I am now.”
Sometimes, Jun does wonder why he even bothers putting up with this man. “Then, I’m hanging up.”
“Good night, J.”
Seeing Nino’s name on his phone has somewhat ingrained an automatic response in him. Even without reading the messages, he just kind of knows what Nino wants him to do.
He presses the man’s number on speed dial.
“Yo, J!”
"Are you all right?"
"I ran out of tea."
Jun rolls his eyes, temper flaring. Why can’t people just let him read in peace? "Then go out and buy more!"
"I can't. I’m in the middle of a crucial battle."
The sharp curse he hears on the other line almost makes him grunt his own. “Are you kidding me?” He then hears the ominous stream of boss battle music in the background.
“Come on! I’m dying here, you know!”
“It’s my off-day, Nino.”
“It’s mine, too.”
“I’m reading a book!”
“I’m so bored for you.”
Jun sighs and tries not to break into a diva fit. Especially when Nino’s overdone exclamations of anguish and glee are already telling him everything that the man is not saying.
“Are you all right?” he asks again.
“I will be, if you bring me some tea.”
Sometimes, it does bother Jun a little how he tends to just give in whenever this man is concerned. “Fine. I'm coming over."
“Thanks, J.”
It has become like a code between them, an unspoken agreement. A message, though blank and sometimes adorned with the generic smiley face, can only mean one thing.
Jun presses the receive call button on his phone.
"Hey..." The cheerful game music is the first thing he hears, an in-your-face mockery that instantly breaks through his resolve. He betrays himself with a muffled sob.
"Are you all right?"
The concern he hears in Nino’s voice gives new purpose to his tears, but he has no voice, nor heart, nor anything left at all, really, to elaborate on this unusual show of weakness.
“Did you run out of tea again?”
The straight-faced play at ignorance almost makes Jun chuckle. He sighs and manages a soft, “Yeah.”
There is suddenly silence on the other line. No more game music. No more hints of an anguished curse or a gleeful yelp of victory over a fallen boss.
All Jun can hear now are Nino’s breaths, calm and comforting, like virtual arms reaching through the wires to wrap him up in a tight embrace.
"I'm coming over," his friend says.
"You really don't have to,” his pride insists.
“Whatever you say, J.”
It barely takes Nino half an hour to get to his place, carrying a couple of bags full of beer and take-outs from the nearby ramen house.
No tea.
“Are you all right?” the man asks again.
Jun feels light enough to smile and say, “Almost.”
Sometimes, it just pays to be Nino's friend.
^__^ <3
Group/Pairing: Arashi/Matsumiya (Jun/Nino)
Prompt: 38 Hug
Word Count: 660
Rating: PG
Genre: Friendship
Summary: Sometimes, a simple “Are you all right?” is enough to make things right.
Note: Inspired by a prompt snagged from
100_situations. 2011.09.03 Arashi ni Shiyagare, where they played ♫♪Janken Poi Poi♪♫, Nino’s mails sometimes come in the most ungodly hours.
But Jun, no matter how far gone he is or how dry his throat and humor has become from sleep, always just picks his phone up, checks who the message is from and, without even reading it, presses the man’s number on speed dial.
“Hey, J...”
"Are you all right?"
“Aw, man! He died!”
Jun bolts right up, his mind bursting into consciousness. “Who did?!”
“Mario.”
The soft snicker on the other line instantly numbs him up with dread. “Don’t screw with me, Nino!” In that same instant, he becomes aware of the campy game music blaring in the background.
“What? Do I need a better reason to mail a friend in the middle of the night?”
“You woke me up.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I have work tomorrow.”
“I do, too.”
Jun sighs and settles into the now familiar silence, when they just stay on the phone listening to each other’s breaths, while the game music gradually fades into the void.
“Are you all right?” he asks again after a while.
“I am now.”
Sometimes, Jun does wonder why he even bothers putting up with this man. “Then, I’m hanging up.”
“Good night, J.”
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Seeing Nino’s name on his phone has somewhat ingrained an automatic response in him. Even without reading the messages, he just kind of knows what Nino wants him to do.
He presses the man’s number on speed dial.
“Yo, J!”
"Are you all right?"
"I ran out of tea."
Jun rolls his eyes, temper flaring. Why can’t people just let him read in peace? "Then go out and buy more!"
"I can't. I’m in the middle of a crucial battle."
The sharp curse he hears on the other line almost makes him grunt his own. “Are you kidding me?” He then hears the ominous stream of boss battle music in the background.
“Come on! I’m dying here, you know!”
“It’s my off-day, Nino.”
“It’s mine, too.”
“I’m reading a book!”
“I’m so bored for you.”
Jun sighs and tries not to break into a diva fit. Especially when Nino’s overdone exclamations of anguish and glee are already telling him everything that the man is not saying.
“Are you all right?” he asks again.
“I will be, if you bring me some tea.”
Sometimes, it does bother Jun a little how he tends to just give in whenever this man is concerned. “Fine. I'm coming over."
“Thanks, J.”
+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+
It has become like a code between them, an unspoken agreement. A message, though blank and sometimes adorned with the generic smiley face, can only mean one thing.
Jun presses the receive call button on his phone.
"Hey..." The cheerful game music is the first thing he hears, an in-your-face mockery that instantly breaks through his resolve. He betrays himself with a muffled sob.
"Are you all right?"
The concern he hears in Nino’s voice gives new purpose to his tears, but he has no voice, nor heart, nor anything left at all, really, to elaborate on this unusual show of weakness.
“Did you run out of tea again?”
The straight-faced play at ignorance almost makes Jun chuckle. He sighs and manages a soft, “Yeah.”
There is suddenly silence on the other line. No more game music. No more hints of an anguished curse or a gleeful yelp of victory over a fallen boss.
All Jun can hear now are Nino’s breaths, calm and comforting, like virtual arms reaching through the wires to wrap him up in a tight embrace.
"I'm coming over," his friend says.
"You really don't have to,” his pride insists.
“Whatever you say, J.”
It barely takes Nino half an hour to get to his place, carrying a couple of bags full of beer and take-outs from the nearby ramen house.
No tea.
“Are you all right?” the man asks again.
Jun feels light enough to smile and say, “Almost.”
Sometimes, it just pays to be Nino's friend.
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^__^ <3
