Dress Up

Title: Dress Up
Pairing: OhnoxOC
Written For: Kimmie-Chan!
Rating: PG
Warning(s): None!
Note:
This is for Kimmie-chan’s bday :DD HAPPY BDAY DEAR! I know it’s early, but I won’t be able to post it on the actual day D: Hehehe Anyway, I hope you like it! It’s a continuation of Candy Canes and Sweet Return Ehehe have a lovely bday and I hope you enjoy!!

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Ohno didn’t normally do things like this. He wasn’t used to shopping even for himself, but for someone else? That was actually somewhat harder. Especially when it was for clothes. And even more especially when it was clothes for a girl, the girl he loved.

Dressed in skinny jeans (because when does Ohno Satoshi every wear skinny jeans?), a beater with a flannel on top, a new baseball cap (because he used up all his old ones), and a mask and sunglasses just to be sure, Ohno was at the mall. Yes, the mall, by himself. All for this one girl who had told him that for her birthday she wanted new clothes. She had told him that all she wanted was something he bought for her. In this case, he had to drag himself out of the house. Literally, since her birthday was only about 2 weeks away. On one of his free days he had relinquished his fishing plans to do this for her. To be honest, he wasn’t really happy about it, but he loved her nearly as much as he loved fishing. Just that she was human and gorgeous and he loved to see her happy for a second even if he was unhappy for a day.

In the end, it would be worth it, he told himself over and over again as he sidled through the mall. He really had no idea where to go… he hardly ever even went shopping for himself. How was he supposed to do this? What did she like to wear? She wasn’t always a girly girl… but there were times where she liked to dress up fancy, like for dates. Well, that made sense.

Ohno let out a groan. This was letting on to be much more difficult than he had expected, but she had declined his offer to take her along. Oh she was a cunning girl. She knew he would agonize over her and she wanted him to. He could almost see her cackling in front of her computer right now telling her best friend that her boyfriend was out shopping for clothes for her. How accomplished she must feel.

But he knew she was happy, so he decided to push his feelings of foreboding out of his mind for the time being. He sat down on a bench in one of the hallways and slipped his backpack off his shoulder (he wasn’t really the type to carry a manpurse or shoulder bag) and crossed one leg over the other. Slowly he pulled out a sketch pad and pen and lowered his sunglasses from his eyes so he could see the paper clearly.

The best way to find something is to know what you want to look for first, then fate will bring it to you, he thought to himself as he began to draw. A smile etched itself onto his lips as the pen soared easily across the blank page, filling it up with dark and swift lines of the girl he loved so much; her long dark hair, high and pink cheekbones, wide smile, lovely figure and everything else from her forehead to her toes. The outfit filled itself out and he tried not to add too many details. He didn’t want to be disappointed if he couldn’t find exactly the right things nor did he want to run out of money.

When he finished, Ohno stood quickly wanting to waste no more time. Hurriedly he scrutinized each store, every clothes rack, on each level of the mall and then back again. When he found something remotely similar, he put it on hold and wound his way back around, up and down, before he had every piece he needed. He even bought her a pair of shoes seeing as they were on sale. After a long while and much searching, he finally had everything he wanted. A slight smirk appeared on his lips as he slunk out of the mall as it was getting ready to close and onto the streets.

Bag on his wrist, hands in the pockets of his skinny jeans (god they were uncomfortable, a thirty year old shouldn’t be wearing things like this), he shuffled to the train station and home.

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A week later on the 17th of July, Ohno stood in front of Kimmie’s house. They didn’t see each other too often due to his work, but he always tried to be off for her at least once a month (unless they were doing a concert, that was hard to get away from). He took a deep breath, bag in hand, and pulled out his spare key.

As soon as the door was unlocked he rushed into her bedroom. Good, she wasn’t home yet. This time, he would surprise her in her own house. The last time wasn’t fair, the time she had come back for him. He was so happy that she had decided to stay. Sly smile plastered to his face (and Ohno wasn’t usually the sly type) he placed the clothes in a neatly folded pile on her bed with a note on top.

Very quietly even though no one was home, he snuck into her closet and waited. She would he home soon. It was already late and she wasn’t drinking, just out with friends. He was surprised she hadn’t made him go out with her, but that was a good thing considering.

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About 20 minutes later Ohno heard the click of Kimmie’s door closing and woke up from his light snooze with a start. He peeked out through the closet, knowing she would be eying the clothes predatorily when she saw them, only hoping she would notice his letter too. She picked up the letter before looking at anything else.

Ohno waited, sweat rolling down his cheek. Even for him, this was really nerve wracking. But when he saw her smile softly and put the note down, his head immediately shot up. She was about to change into her new clothes for him. She picked up the first piece and Ohno turned away abashedly. Not that he hadn’t seen her naked before, he just couldn’t take watching her get undressed in private.

When he was sure she was fully changed he looked at her and she stole his breath away. Her hair was still messy from the night, but in that sexy way where it all fell everywhere perfectly and beautifully. There was the silver necklace he’d bought for her, thin and tiny but gorgeous all the same around her slender neck. The little black, silk dress he’d found hugged her hips like a wonderful dream, showing off all of her curves and motions. The tights snaked up her legs and the black dress let them caress everything he couldn’t yet touch. And those shoes, they made her legs look longer and slimmer and lifted her up so that she was maybe even taller than him.

But he only got to see her in the shoes for a second because she cocked her head and took them off before turning off the light and curling up on her bed, like he’d told her to. Ohno knew she wouldn’t really be surprised to see him, he’d written it in the letter that’d he’d be there, but he was excited anyway as he snuck out of the closet to climb over her.

His face positioned above hers she looked straight up at him with a shining smile on her lips. “How do I look?” She questioned as if she didn’t already know the answer.

Ohno leaned down and pressed his lips gently to hers, falling into the kiss swiftly. When he released her lips she was panting and he was grinning. “Happy birthday, Kimmie-chan. Now, can I take those off already?” And Kimmie laughed and let him to as he pleased, seeing as he’d gone through so much trouble for her.

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