‘I hate Valentine’s Day,’ said Nino as he sunk into Jun’s extremely comfy sofa. Ohno followed him almost immediately and Jun glared from across the room. Following his almost suicidal impulses, Nino stuck his tongue at him and wrapped his arms around Ohno’s waist. Jun pretended not to care, but found his way to the sofa shortly after that.
‘I said I hate Valentine’s Day, how come you’re not calling me a cheap unromantic bastard?’
‘You say it every year and every year you show up to my Valentine’s Themed Night.’
‘It’s not like I can avoid it, Matsumoto. You’d pester me forever if I dared miss it. Or don’t you remember that year I missed your Oscar watching night?’
‘Oh, I do and I’m happy the corrective I used worked.’
Nino visibly shuddered.
‘Enough of this!’ screamed Aiba suddenly. He put something triumphantly on Jun’s coffee table. ‘I come bearing gifts!’
The five members of Arashi looked at the table with interest.
‘Conversation hearts? That’s silly even for you,’ said Nino. Valentine’s paraphernalia had never interested him and these ones didn’t even look like they were going to explode – a very real concern about anything that Aiba had.
‘But read them!’
Sho took one carefully –because they still could explode- and read its inscription out loud.
‘We are cool.’
‘See? They’re Arashi conversation hearts. I used our songs! There’s this place online where you can order personalized ones.’
‘We should’ve never let you near the Internet.’
‘Why do you say that, Sho-kun? I think they’re great.’
‘Really, Leader?! I thought about you when I ordered them. That’s why I used one of your solos.’
‘One of my solos is here too! Sorry, Jun, apparently W/ME didn’t make the cut.’
Jun glared at Nino.
‘Oh, don’t worry, Jun! Next year I’m making more. I even have the recipe, so it’s going to be even more special.’
Oh, yes, it was going to be special alright.