Keep the Faith part 8
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krystalkatzficzNino packed his bag slowly, his blood humming gently with his nerves somehow managing to give him something close to an ear and a toothache, though there was a good chance that the toothache was coming from the fact that he had been clenching his teeth since he woke up. It was Friday and today he wouldn’t be coming back to his own lonely little apartment but rather going home with Jun for the entire weekend…Just them…It wasn’t something that had had happened before. Yeah they’d stayed over each other’s houses…Or he had…He’d never invited them back here…But the point was he’d stayed with Jun before but the other’s had always been there. He wasn’t completely sure why they wouldn’t be there this weekend. Masaki had mentioned that there was some vague thing that his family wanted him to do, Sho had muttered something about a paper he wanted to get a head start on and Satoshi…It was quite possible that he had just wanted the excuse to sleep the entire weekend.
Whatever the reasons the other three had given Nino was now being left to cope for an entire weekend with just Jun and he was frankly terrified. A small part of him wanted to call his friend and tell him that it was frankly impossible for him but Jun had already called earlier that day and he hadn’t been able to get the words out. He could tell that Jun was actually rather happy that he wasn’t going to be alone and had already told him that he’d got a stack of games out ready for them. Knowing that it was pointless to even try and refuse Jun request of his company he let out a sigh and finished stuffing the last of his t-shirts into the bag before heading out of the apartment. He placed his earphones into his ears and hummed along with the song that came on immediately after hitting play his body moving on its own in a sway that resembled a dance.
At the train station he almost winced as he saw the crowds of people waiting for the same train and he grabbed a magazine from the stand not really wanting to read it but wanting the protection of a paper barrier. Until last year he had loathed stepping into even the station by himself but his courage had risen a little since that point but he still didn’t like having to face the unwashed masses without cheap alcohol in his system. The train came and he managed to squeeze his way on his skin creeping with goose pimples as people rubbed up against him and breaths washed over his skin. The music and the magazine helped to block out some of the harsher emotions that he used to feel and having goose pimples was definitely an improvement on starting to cry and loose his breath he supposed.
Staying as close to the door as he could manage he turned his music up to almost inappropriate levels his eyes moving over the words on the folded page in front of him before eventually he tumbled out onto his station and was met by Jun and Masaki standing against the wall both looking incredibly sleepy, Masaki with his hair windswept and interesting around his beautiful oval face and Nino smirked when he noticed that even old woman were giving his friend second or third glances muttering about him being a model.
Nobody paid such attention to Jun and Nino was glad knowing that he would be awkwardly and impossibly jealous if they did. Jun was a late bloomer in the looks department but Nino knew that when he was ready to burst through he was going to be incredible looking. Nino’s finger hovered over the pause button on his player smiling at the song that was playing;
“Tell me what I got to be, to make you a part of me, there’s no one else you'd ever need...If I was your…”
It was one thing that he honestly would never ask for from Jun refusing to ever allow him that close knowing that his friend deserved a whole lot more than he could ever offer but at the same time he knew that he was going to hate whoever Jun did eventually end up with.
TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^
Whatever the reasons the other three had given Nino was now being left to cope for an entire weekend with just Jun and he was frankly terrified. A small part of him wanted to call his friend and tell him that it was frankly impossible for him but Jun had already called earlier that day and he hadn’t been able to get the words out. He could tell that Jun was actually rather happy that he wasn’t going to be alone and had already told him that he’d got a stack of games out ready for them. Knowing that it was pointless to even try and refuse Jun request of his company he let out a sigh and finished stuffing the last of his t-shirts into the bag before heading out of the apartment. He placed his earphones into his ears and hummed along with the song that came on immediately after hitting play his body moving on its own in a sway that resembled a dance.
At the train station he almost winced as he saw the crowds of people waiting for the same train and he grabbed a magazine from the stand not really wanting to read it but wanting the protection of a paper barrier. Until last year he had loathed stepping into even the station by himself but his courage had risen a little since that point but he still didn’t like having to face the unwashed masses without cheap alcohol in his system. The train came and he managed to squeeze his way on his skin creeping with goose pimples as people rubbed up against him and breaths washed over his skin. The music and the magazine helped to block out some of the harsher emotions that he used to feel and having goose pimples was definitely an improvement on starting to cry and loose his breath he supposed.
Staying as close to the door as he could manage he turned his music up to almost inappropriate levels his eyes moving over the words on the folded page in front of him before eventually he tumbled out onto his station and was met by Jun and Masaki standing against the wall both looking incredibly sleepy, Masaki with his hair windswept and interesting around his beautiful oval face and Nino smirked when he noticed that even old woman were giving his friend second or third glances muttering about him being a model.
Nobody paid such attention to Jun and Nino was glad knowing that he would be awkwardly and impossibly jealous if they did. Jun was a late bloomer in the looks department but Nino knew that when he was ready to burst through he was going to be incredible looking. Nino’s finger hovered over the pause button on his player smiling at the song that was playing;
“Tell me what I got to be, to make you a part of me, there’s no one else you'd ever need...If I was your…”
It was one thing that he honestly would never ask for from Jun refusing to ever allow him that close knowing that his friend deserved a whole lot more than he could ever offer but at the same time he knew that he was going to hate whoever Jun did eventually end up with.
TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^
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Date: 2016-02-19 09:22 pm (UTC)Nino is kind of messed up already ne. That will build up until he has the accident which gives him the scar I guess
Thanks for sharing!
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Date: 2016-02-20 03:08 am (UTC)