After the show Ohno stood in a daze in a hallway while people walked by hurriedly in both directions.
He became aware of Aiba calling his name and turned to find those gangly legs eating up the space between them like he was going to pounce when he arrived. Instead he pulled up short and peered at Ohno through his fringe of wavy hair, looking worried. Ohno looked back with what he could feel was an expression conveying great emotion, although he registered only numbness.
Aiba clapped a hand on his shoulder, arm falling around him comfortably, and gave a heavy, exaggerated sigh.
"Leader," he said solemnly.
He then sneaked himself further into Ohno's space and leaned his forehead against Ohno's temple. "Leader," he said again, this time with a quiet certainty that warmed Ohno from head to toe. A quick press of lips to Ohno's cheek and Aiba was off, bounding away down the hall and shouting congratulations on a job well done to everyone he met.
Ohno smiled. Maybe it wasn't so risky after all.