(news) of cupcakes & bento boxes; nishikatosushi
Rating: R
Genre: Crack!not-quite-smut
Notes: For
randomsheets, because this is ultimately her idea with you know, my here and there input. Inspired by this picture and our conversation on how Ryo could be topped lol. And um pushed along by this video. Also, look at the pairing. Got it? Good. So basically, take this seriously and I might just have to laugh at you. I apologise for the fail. And I apologise for actually writing Massu. Kudos to all who successfully read this.
Over time, Massu’s gotten used to Ryo stealing random bites of his meals, but when he emerges from the bathroom one day to find his bento empty and Ryo standing not a meter from it, sheepish look on his face, Massu can’t really take it anymore.
"Ryo~" he calls, smiles innocently at his band mate who pointedly ignores him, and instead strikes up a conversation with Shige, because Ryo totally cares what good books Shige’s read lately.
Massu calls again and begins to advance. Shige’s still confused as to why Ryo wants to know about books, but continues to talk despite Ryo’s constant eye rolling and scoffing. Ryo takes a quick glance across at Massu and is surprised to find he’s stopped, and suddenly Tegoshi’s there, hand wrapped around his friend’s arm, whispering in his ear. Ryo stops paying attention to Shige altogether and turns to face Massu and Tegoshi, curious. Shige screws up his face at Ryo behind his back and runs off to find himself something alcoholic. Because, well, he feels like it. And he’s a grown man who can decide these things for himself.
Tegoshi pulls away from Massu and sniggers, pushes him forward a little. Massu stumbles, collects himself, and walks right up to Ryo, eyes watering on cue. Ryo blinks. Massu takes one step forward, eyes widening. "You ate my bento, Ryo-tan~" he pouts. And Ryo is officially scared. Until Massu drops away, laughs.
"Massu," Tegoshi says firmly. "He ate your bento. Ate it," he reminds him.
Massu’s head snaps up again, laughing seized. "That’s right. Why would you do that?" Massu asks Ryo darkly.
"How would I know," Ryo hums, flicks a stray hair off his face.
"Th-" Massu pauses as Tegoshi taps him on the shoulder, presses a cupcake into his hand. Massu blinks, shrugs. "Want some?" he asks Ryo, grinning.
Ryo begins to shake his head, starts to say something like a cocky, "No, I’m quite full, thanks," but the sound doesn’t fully come out as the cupcake is forced, whole, into his open mouth. He chokes, feels like a pig with the icing all around his mouth and on his lips, but he can’t even move because without him realising, Tegoshi has strategically pressed himself up against Ryo’s back, pinning his hands down at his sides.
Tegoshi giggles, nuzzles Ryo’s neck and smiles happily at Massu who seems to have found much amusement in choking Ryo. Suddenly there’s a crash and the three spring apart, see Shige picking himself back up. Apparently, the alcohol wasn’t kind to him. Or you know, he just had too much.
Shige stumbles forward, and clings onto Ryo who attempts to shake the boy off, but to no avail. Shige looks up, blinking slowly, and smirks, licks some of the icing off Ryo’s cheek. But before Ryo even gets the chance to be disgusted, Shige leans forward again, catches Ryo’s bottom lip in his mouth, snaking a hand up around his neck, pulling him closer and closer until their bodies are flush and Ryo attempts, attempts, to stifle a moan in the back of his throat.
Tegoshi squeals in delight, applauds Shige on his efforts. Shige pulls away and spins around to face Tegoshi shakily, holds up a peace sign. Ryo’s head spins and he’s sure he’s never felt more humiliated in his life. Because basically, no one is supposed to overpower Ryo, no matter the circumstances. He fumes and turns to Massu who has taken to eating a stray mikan. He grabs him around the arm and yanks him towards himself, kisses him forcefully.
Massu squeaks, drops the mikan, and tackles Ryo into the couch. Ryo inwardly curses Massu and his insane strength. And then, "What are you doing idiot! No one tops the Sexy Osaka Man!"
(Shige chokes and can’t help but blurt out, "Yamapi probably does," and Ryo shoots him a look that says I’ll get you later in blood red, dripping ink, but Shige’s too out of it to notice.)
Massu laughs evilly, "Shouldn’t have eaten my bento then," adjusts his position so his knees are at Ryo’s thighs.
Ryo tries to get up, but Massu places a hand on his chest, holds him there, drags his other hand down and palms Ryo through his jeans. Ryo bites down hard on his lip, determined to not react, but then Massu removes his hand, quickly slips it down the other’s pants. Ryo gasps, bucks into Massu’s hand despite his efforts as Tegoshi taps him on the shoulder, "Ne, Ryo-tan. Ne."
Ryo lets out some form of muffled sound when Tegoshi’s fingers wrap around the hem of his shirt, pull it up over his head, with Shige aiding in holding Ryo’s arms. The shirt slips off and Tegoshi claps happily. And then Shige exchanges shirts, marvels at the new look, grinning from ear to ear.
"Look, Ryo-chan~" he slurs, "I’m you!"
Ryo attempts to look at Shige, head swimming, but then Massu strokes particularly hard and Ryo squeezes his eyes shut again. Tegoshi’s so satisfied he doesn’t even notice when Shige slings an arm over his shoulder lazily. Or he just doesn’t care. Shige brings his spare hand up and takes Tegoshi’s chin in his fingers, places a sloppy kiss on the side of his mouth. "Tegoshi’s amazing," he drawls, pokes the boy’s cheek.
Koyama then decides to show up, and Massu about dies, collapses off the couch and onto the floor, before picking himself up and greeting the other.
Koyama looks confused for a minute, and then remembers. "Oh Massu, I’m so sorry. I ate your bento before by accident," he apologizes, flustered.
Massu’s jaw drops as he stands rooted to the spot.
"I know it’s awful, I really didn’t-" he cuts off. "Massu, your hair’s a mess," he runs over, starts patting down his hair, "and your face is really hot. You don’t have a fever or anything, do you?"
Massu blinks, wide-eyed, looks over at Ryo who’s sitting up, frantically pulling on Shige’s discarded shirt, face red as a beetroot. Koyama follows Massu’s line of sight and his face falls.
"Shige, you-" he whimpers, looking from Shige to Ryo to Ryo’s pants and back again, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.
"Member ai is amazing, ne," Tegoshi says and Koyama’s tears falter, face lights up and he grins, nods happily.
Massu smacks a palm to his face and escapes before he’s able to be beaten to a pulp by a particular angry-looking character, even though, naturally, having Shige attached to his arm doesn’t speed up the process in any way shape or form. But well, Massu’s strong. He deals.
Genre: Crack!not-quite-smut
Notes: For
randomsheets, because this is ultimately her idea with you know, my here and there input. Inspired by this picture and our conversation on how Ryo could be topped lol. And um pushed along by this video. Also, look at the pairing. Got it? Good. So basically, take this seriously and I might just have to laugh at you. I apologise for the fail. And I apologise for actually writing Massu. Kudos to all who successfully read this.
Over time, Massu’s gotten used to Ryo stealing random bites of his meals, but when he emerges from the bathroom one day to find his bento empty and Ryo standing not a meter from it, sheepish look on his face, Massu can’t really take it anymore.
"Ryo~" he calls, smiles innocently at his band mate who pointedly ignores him, and instead strikes up a conversation with Shige, because Ryo totally cares what good books Shige’s read lately.
Massu calls again and begins to advance. Shige’s still confused as to why Ryo wants to know about books, but continues to talk despite Ryo’s constant eye rolling and scoffing. Ryo takes a quick glance across at Massu and is surprised to find he’s stopped, and suddenly Tegoshi’s there, hand wrapped around his friend’s arm, whispering in his ear. Ryo stops paying attention to Shige altogether and turns to face Massu and Tegoshi, curious. Shige screws up his face at Ryo behind his back and runs off to find himself something alcoholic. Because, well, he feels like it. And he’s a grown man who can decide these things for himself.
Tegoshi pulls away from Massu and sniggers, pushes him forward a little. Massu stumbles, collects himself, and walks right up to Ryo, eyes watering on cue. Ryo blinks. Massu takes one step forward, eyes widening. "You ate my bento, Ryo-tan~" he pouts. And Ryo is officially scared. Until Massu drops away, laughs.
"Massu," Tegoshi says firmly. "He ate your bento. Ate it," he reminds him.
Massu’s head snaps up again, laughing seized. "That’s right. Why would you do that?" Massu asks Ryo darkly.
"How would I know," Ryo hums, flicks a stray hair off his face.
"Th-" Massu pauses as Tegoshi taps him on the shoulder, presses a cupcake into his hand. Massu blinks, shrugs. "Want some?" he asks Ryo, grinning.
Ryo begins to shake his head, starts to say something like a cocky, "No, I’m quite full, thanks," but the sound doesn’t fully come out as the cupcake is forced, whole, into his open mouth. He chokes, feels like a pig with the icing all around his mouth and on his lips, but he can’t even move because without him realising, Tegoshi has strategically pressed himself up against Ryo’s back, pinning his hands down at his sides.
Tegoshi giggles, nuzzles Ryo’s neck and smiles happily at Massu who seems to have found much amusement in choking Ryo. Suddenly there’s a crash and the three spring apart, see Shige picking himself back up. Apparently, the alcohol wasn’t kind to him. Or you know, he just had too much.
Shige stumbles forward, and clings onto Ryo who attempts to shake the boy off, but to no avail. Shige looks up, blinking slowly, and smirks, licks some of the icing off Ryo’s cheek. But before Ryo even gets the chance to be disgusted, Shige leans forward again, catches Ryo’s bottom lip in his mouth, snaking a hand up around his neck, pulling him closer and closer until their bodies are flush and Ryo attempts, attempts, to stifle a moan in the back of his throat.
Tegoshi squeals in delight, applauds Shige on his efforts. Shige pulls away and spins around to face Tegoshi shakily, holds up a peace sign. Ryo’s head spins and he’s sure he’s never felt more humiliated in his life. Because basically, no one is supposed to overpower Ryo, no matter the circumstances. He fumes and turns to Massu who has taken to eating a stray mikan. He grabs him around the arm and yanks him towards himself, kisses him forcefully.
Massu squeaks, drops the mikan, and tackles Ryo into the couch. Ryo inwardly curses Massu and his insane strength. And then, "What are you doing idiot! No one tops the Sexy Osaka Man!"
(Shige chokes and can’t help but blurt out, "Yamapi probably does," and Ryo shoots him a look that says I’ll get you later in blood red, dripping ink, but Shige’s too out of it to notice.)
Massu laughs evilly, "Shouldn’t have eaten my bento then," adjusts his position so his knees are at Ryo’s thighs.
Ryo tries to get up, but Massu places a hand on his chest, holds him there, drags his other hand down and palms Ryo through his jeans. Ryo bites down hard on his lip, determined to not react, but then Massu removes his hand, quickly slips it down the other’s pants. Ryo gasps, bucks into Massu’s hand despite his efforts as Tegoshi taps him on the shoulder, "Ne, Ryo-tan. Ne."
Ryo lets out some form of muffled sound when Tegoshi’s fingers wrap around the hem of his shirt, pull it up over his head, with Shige aiding in holding Ryo’s arms. The shirt slips off and Tegoshi claps happily. And then Shige exchanges shirts, marvels at the new look, grinning from ear to ear.
"Look, Ryo-chan~" he slurs, "I’m you!"
Ryo attempts to look at Shige, head swimming, but then Massu strokes particularly hard and Ryo squeezes his eyes shut again. Tegoshi’s so satisfied he doesn’t even notice when Shige slings an arm over his shoulder lazily. Or he just doesn’t care. Shige brings his spare hand up and takes Tegoshi’s chin in his fingers, places a sloppy kiss on the side of his mouth. "Tegoshi’s amazing," he drawls, pokes the boy’s cheek.
Koyama then decides to show up, and Massu about dies, collapses off the couch and onto the floor, before picking himself up and greeting the other.
Koyama looks confused for a minute, and then remembers. "Oh Massu, I’m so sorry. I ate your bento before by accident," he apologizes, flustered.
Massu’s jaw drops as he stands rooted to the spot.
"I know it’s awful, I really didn’t-" he cuts off. "Massu, your hair’s a mess," he runs over, starts patting down his hair, "and your face is really hot. You don’t have a fever or anything, do you?"
Massu blinks, wide-eyed, looks over at Ryo who’s sitting up, frantically pulling on Shige’s discarded shirt, face red as a beetroot. Koyama follows Massu’s line of sight and his face falls.
"Shige, you-" he whimpers, looking from Shige to Ryo to Ryo’s pants and back again, tears forming in the corners of his eyes.
"Member ai is amazing, ne," Tegoshi says and Koyama’s tears falter, face lights up and he grins, nods happily.
Massu smacks a palm to his face and escapes before he’s able to be beaten to a pulp by a particular angry-looking character, even though, naturally, having Shige attached to his arm doesn’t speed up the process in any way shape or form. But well, Massu’s strong. He deals.