Kicks to the ass welcomed

[ciircee]

I can't write lately. It took me forty-five mintues to write this for rainbowfilling. And it shouldn't have. It really, really shouldn't have. I'm not even that happy with it. I just wanted to do SOMETHING. Argh.

Title: Above us, only sky
Rated: G
Warning: No?
Pairing: Ohno/Jun
Prompt: Speechless
Summary: Into the wordless, soundless blue beside you.


Above us, only sky

Things build up inside Jun and bubble like acid, race through him like a poison. Too much stress, not enough sleep, more work than he can handle, a friend's heartbreak that he can't heal. Nino never lets any of them try, ever, but it still hurts Jun more than he'd like. They're older now, things are supposed to be different now.

He's so angry and fragile and cold that he feels like a teenager again. He's thirty-years old and about to have a tantrum.

So he does the only thing he knows to do that will fix this even the slightest bit. He goes to Ohno. Ohno is sitting in a flower bed full of fake flowers, waiting for the camera to come back around to him and Jun knows he is messing up the shot he just can't care. It's mess up the shot or pitch a fit. He drops down into the bed among the plastic gerbera daisies and the silk baby's-breath and polyester ferns and sprawls there helplessly gangling in a way he shouldn't be anymore. Not really.

He doesn't say anything, doesn't lean, doesn't move, can barely breathe.

Ohno leans over and puts an arm around his shoulders. Ohno smells like salt air and fish scales and pine-scented shaving cream. Ohno smells like pancake makeup over the Ohno-ness, and hairspray. His arm is warm and solid, steady and present. It doesn't press on him, doesn't pull him in. It just is.

Jun grits his teeth as the director starts to speak. He can hear Ohno move—a hand, an arm, his head?—and the director changes topics, changes directions, the whole crew moves off a few feet to the left where Nino is playing red-hands with Sho and Aiba in a bizarre three-way free-for-all. Jun manages to unlock his jaw so that the muscle isn't jumping painfully.

Ohno's hand, the one on the arm around Jun's shoulder, curves and hold, getting a grip on him before tugging him until he's on his back in the make-believe flowers and pretend earth, curled into the imitation nature in the wooden box in the middle of the Adachi parking lot.

Settled, Ohno's hand lets go and just rests on Jun's shoulder. As heavy as the sunlight and just as undemanding. The sky above is washed-out blue, the kind of sky only mid-day of mid-summer can find. Ohno breathes, in and out, silent at Jun's side. After a moment, Jun breathes too. It comes easier and easier and all of a sudden—in a rushing, swooping, dipping flood of it—there is peace and space. The empty sky and the feeling of Ohno breathing is all that he knows and Jun feels better.

With a sigh, Jun turns his head, finding Ohno looking at him with his sleepy, wise eyes. He smiles at him and closes his eyes.

Ohno kisses his forehead. It's something soft in a world of softness and, in a moment that stretches miles, everything is perfectly all right with the world.

Jun gets up and goes back to work.

Comments

[borylovearashi.livejournal.com]

kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Juntoshi >> faint
kawaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii honey that was so sweet so cute so wonderful ^_^ i can't stop smiling i love it can;t wait for more thank you your the best

[wassereis.livejournal.com]

I like it, it's sweet. I like it when Ohno knows exactly what the others need without them saying anything. and when Jun listens to Ohno breathing, I kind of get the feeling I hear it and feel the peacefulness too. lovely~

though I didn't quite catch that hairspray sentence, but that may be my failing english?

[waxrose.livejournal.com]

Ahhh, so sweet. :3

[lianne29.livejournal.com]

aaaawwwwww XDDD

Ohno makes Jun feel better by just being there. <3

This is lovely.

[sesquerdo.livejournal.com]

That was sweet! ^.^ Thanks for sharing! ^.^

[r-tenou.livejournal.com]

It didn't hit me until the end that there was absolutely no dialogue in this scenario, and I think I'm a wee bit awed by that. (Of course as I go back and read the information at the top, my brain is shouting "duh!" - speechless.) Without the characters speaking, I think there was more room for simple feeling and a deeper impact. At least, that's what I got out of it. :P

Kudos to you! I enjoyed it immensely. XD

[mylittlecthulhu.livejournal.com]

This is really, really, sweet. Perfect. I hardly ever get to read Juntoshi the way I like them to be (and how I wish I could write them *_*), and of course you nailed it. I like the way you used the prompt, the lack of dialogue, how Ohno just seems to get it without Jun having to say anything. I love this so much. ♥!!

[blackines.livejournal.com]

I can't really see why you're not happy with it. I am:)
From the beginning my heart kind of contracted because of Jun and all the things he couldn't handle all at once. But he did once say in an interview (if I remember correctly, that is) that he likes to immerse himself in a water, like in a bathtub, and then everything, all sounds seem different. It came to me when I was reading your fic - the way he seeks Ohno's company and the effect it has on him - it's like he sinks in the space of Ohno's existence and let's everything wash over him. For the moment the whole world is muted, but he's healed.
♥

[thoroughlynerdy.livejournal.com]

This was kind of breathtaking to read. The simplicity of the moment is all Jun needed, someone knowing what he needs without being asked, someone he can rely on without a second thought. This is such a beautiful concept and very well written. I felt Jun's frustration and I also felt his relief. Ohno- so strong and so stable, and so absolutely perfect.

Thank you for sharing!

[r-1-ss-a.livejournal.com]

i absolutely adore the way you write ohno and jun. <3

thank you!