nilielh | Revise. Revisit

Title : She's all that
Pairing : Ohno/Girl!Nino
Rating : R
Summary : Crossfire AU. She is the flame that ignites the fire within him; his girl, his angel, his everything.
Note : crossposted to AO3

Aiba is already waiting for her when she gets home.

It’s early still, but that’s because Ohno-san insisted on driving her back to the apartment instead of simply letting her take a cab home. He’d also suggested she took a shower there in Ohno-san’s place so she won’t have to rush getting herself ready for work, and she just had to agree.

Somehow, spending the night on Ohno-san’s bed feels as though this thing between them isn’t so casual anymore.

The sex had been wonderful, there’s no doubt about that, and Nino is certain she’s not the only one who thinks that. Ohno-san obviously fancies her enough to want to spend the night with her, sleeping next to her and holding her through the night, just as he promised.

“Why are you still awake? You’re supposed to be asleep already, what’s wrong?” she asks when she finds her best friend standing there when she unlocks the door. He looks sleep-deprived and eyeing her suspiciously.

Nino looks down at herself, clears her throat and smiles.

Aiba points a finger at her. “You,” he croaks, “Everything about you right now is wrong, Kazu. Everything. That shirt and that pants you’re wearing, that damp hair, and that suspicious smirk. Jesus Christ, you’ve got that freshly fucked look on your face and I can’t even - no, wait, wait. What?”

Nino allows Aiba a few minutes to gape at her before she is throwing the paperbag she’s carrying with her right to his face.

--

The coffee Aiba leaves on the counter for her when she steps out of her room is still hot when she picks it up on her way to where her best friend lounges, patting the couch beside him when their gazes catch, gesturing to her to sit.

She’s already dressed for work, but she’s certain Aiba won’t let her get anywhere until he gets the answer he needs from her. She sighs and drops her purse on the low table and joins Aiba on the couch. She takes a sip of her coffee, pointedly ignores her best friend as she drinks her coffee in silence.

“So, tell me what happened,” Aiba finally says when Nino continues ignoring him. “Right now. Tell me everything. I want all the details,”

She scowls and puts her coffee down before she turns and gives the bastard a look.

“There’s nothing to tell,” she says, “We...slept together, end of story. You know, sleep? It’s what normal people do when they are tired, unlike you, you weirdo. Aren’t you tired? You look like shit. Why don’t you go to sleep already so I can also go to work? I’ll be late,” she says.

“I know what you’re doing, woman. You think you can distract me with that, you’re wrong. Tell me what happened. Now, or I’m seriously hunting down that jerk -”

“What the hell are you going to do that for?” she returns, annoyed and equal-parts amused. There he goes again, making those stupid threats of his. Ugh, sometimes she really, really hates Aiba.

“You gave me his name and his address, right? I need to make sure he’s not a serial killer or serial rapist, that’s why!”

She rolls her eyes at him in answer. “You’re overreacting, Aiba-shi,” she says, trying her hardest not to smile at the memory of her urging Ohno-san on, the way she acted almost wantonly beneath him.

“Jesus, you’re blushing,” Aiba comments, before he reaches out to grip her chin, gently guiding her face so he could look at her properly. Nino chuckles and does her best to bat his hand away, but he doesn’t let her.

“Nino, be honest with me,” he says, tipping her face up, leaving Nino with no other choice but to look at Aiba in turn. “You had sex with him already, didn’t you?” Aiba asks. Nino averts her gaze, then nods.

“Shit,”

“He didn’t force me, if that’s what you’re worried about,” she quickly says, before Aiba gets the wrong impression. He tends to react that way in answer to Nino’s silences after all, and though it’s amusing sometimes, it obviously isn’t going to be that way this time around.

To be honest, Nino wants her best friend’s approval on this, on Ohno-san especially, even though it’s still too early to tell if this thing between her and Ohno-san is something worth keeping. But she wants to. And she can tell Ohno-san wants it, too.

“You’re not just saying that so I won’t go straight to him and kick him in the balls for getting in your pants on your first date, are you?” Aiba confirms, his hand firmly but still gently cupping her jaw to steady her.

She giggles at that, can’t not, loving the way he giggles with her too. She shakes her head and reaches to worm her fingers around Aiba’s wrist and tugs Aiba’s hand lightly. When he lets go, she gives him another smile and surprises him by throwing herself at him, her arms around his neck to hug him tight.

“I know you’re just worried about me, Aiba-shi, but I assure you, you don’t have to be,” she whispers, kissing his cheek. “I wanted it. And I swear he was trying to be a gentleman by stopping, by asking me countless times if I was sure it’s what I want, but I didn’t let him. I think I like him,” she says, realizing she means it more than she thought she does before.

“Oh, Kazu.” Aiba exclaims, welcoming her into his arms as she buries her face into the crook of Aiba’s neck, Aiba humming softly at her in answer and hugging her back.

--

There are numerous reasons why he shouldn’t be doing this, but none of it matters when he’s literally vibrating with excitement as he waits for Ninomiya-san to step out of her apartment building. He didn’t inform her he would be coming to pick her up - he doesn’t want her to feel as though he’s smothering her, even though that’s exactly what it might look like to her when she sees him here.

To be honest, he just can’t get enough of her. Her presence is like a drug to him, her smile and the way she makes him feel when they’re together. What happened between them the night before is something he’s certain he won’t ever get tired of remembering, the way she feels in his arms when she allows him to touch her, to kiss her, the way she fits perfectly against him as if she’s made specifically just for him.

“Sir, would you like me to go and ask if Ninomiya-san is still there?” Sho-kun asks from the front, his expression caught between amusement and something else. He tries not to react to the obvious smile playing at the corners of Sho-kun’s lips, but it’s hard when he’s already agitated enough as it is.

“Lose the grin, Sho-kun,” he says, shaking his head. “And no. I’d rather surprise her than -” he pauses, his voice and his brain halting into a screeching stop when his gaze catches Ninomiya-san on her way out of the building’s front, a lanky but an honest-to-goodness hunk of a man walking next to her. Her arm is wormed around the man’s waist, and the man’s own is thrown comfortably around her shoulders.

They are laughing as they walk, and when they stop, he stoops low to press a kiss to her cheek. She smiles back and lets go, steps back as the man waves at her. Then she starts walking.

Ohno feels his heart drop to the ground where the man stands, as he watches Ninomiya-san go.

“Sir?” Sho-kun calls, but he’s no longer listening. He’s out of the car before he could even stop him.