[FIC] NewS - The Reason
Title: The Reason
Fandom: NewS
Pairing: Masuda/Tegoshi
Rating: PG-13 (Public... Nudity?)
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: This one nearly went over the word limit XD But I really liked the idea, and I kind of love how it turned out. For micellemarkes , who wanted "Bathrobe; crack". Enjoy it!
The members of NEWS have seen quite a bit of Tegoshi over the years. Between photo shoots, the hurried costume changes between concert songs, and the public baths in their hotels, there’s very little of their youngest member that they haven’t seen.
But still. Sometimes too much is too much.
“Tegoshi, please,” Shige groans, folds a hand over his eyes protectively. “Don’t you have any modesty at all?”
Tegoshi stares at him blankly, as though he doesn’t understand what the slightly older member is going on about. And knowing Tegoshi, he probably doesn’t. This just makes it worse, because Shige really doesn’t want to explain to the younger boy why sitting with his legs splayed like that, wearing a bathrobe and nothing underneath, is not exactly appropriate.
And of course, the other members are no help at all. Koyama is ignoring the conversation-because heaven forbid anyone pick on his poor, defenseless Tegorin-and talking with Yamapi, who seems just as disinterested. Ryo is sitting nearby, laughing at him, and Massu…
Massu is eating. Which means he probably has no idea any of them are even there.
But that thought brings Shige to an interesting concept, and he turns to look at Massu-indeed totally oblivious to the attention-with a frown. “Why doesn’t this bother you?” The college student demands. After all, Massu spends more time with Tegoshi than anyone else; he’s probably been subjected to the younger’s careless displays more times than any of them combined. And it’s well known that Massu has something of a problem with public nudity, which makes it even worse. So Shige doesn’t understand why he never even mentions it, even when it happens to be staring him right in the face. Reaching out, he nudges the older man, intent on an answer.
“What?” Massu snaps back to attention, turns to look at him curiously. Shige opens his mouth, about to explain, but is surprised when Tegoshi beats him to it, laughing in amusement.
“Oh, Shige,” he says, voice full of mirth, sounding far too superior for Shige’s liking. “You haven’t figured it out yet?” When the older glares at him, he grins, shameless and unbothered. “Massu is the whole I reason I don’t wear underwear in the first place.” He laughs again, like this is perfectly natural, and sends a far too innocent grin at his singing partner, who goes red, but doesn’t refute it, instead letting out an awkward little giggle that somehow manages to make Shige think of all kinds of dirty, wrong thoughts that should never be associated with Tegomass.
Ever.
In the background, Ryo lets out another howl of amusement, practically falling out of his chair now. Koyama shakes his head, like he’s disappointed in his best friend, while Yamapi studiously ignores them all. And Shige…
Shige just wants to wash his brain out with bleach.
Fandom: NewS
Pairing: Masuda/Tegoshi
Rating: PG-13 (Public... Nudity?)
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: This one nearly went over the word limit XD But I really liked the idea, and I kind of love how it turned out. For micellemarkes , who wanted "Bathrobe; crack". Enjoy it!
The members of NEWS have seen quite a bit of Tegoshi over the years. Between photo shoots, the hurried costume changes between concert songs, and the public baths in their hotels, there’s very little of their youngest member that they haven’t seen.
But still. Sometimes too much is too much.
“Tegoshi, please,” Shige groans, folds a hand over his eyes protectively. “Don’t you have any modesty at all?”
Tegoshi stares at him blankly, as though he doesn’t understand what the slightly older member is going on about. And knowing Tegoshi, he probably doesn’t. This just makes it worse, because Shige really doesn’t want to explain to the younger boy why sitting with his legs splayed like that, wearing a bathrobe and nothing underneath, is not exactly appropriate.
And of course, the other members are no help at all. Koyama is ignoring the conversation-because heaven forbid anyone pick on his poor, defenseless Tegorin-and talking with Yamapi, who seems just as disinterested. Ryo is sitting nearby, laughing at him, and Massu…
Massu is eating. Which means he probably has no idea any of them are even there.
But that thought brings Shige to an interesting concept, and he turns to look at Massu-indeed totally oblivious to the attention-with a frown. “Why doesn’t this bother you?” The college student demands. After all, Massu spends more time with Tegoshi than anyone else; he’s probably been subjected to the younger’s careless displays more times than any of them combined. And it’s well known that Massu has something of a problem with public nudity, which makes it even worse. So Shige doesn’t understand why he never even mentions it, even when it happens to be staring him right in the face. Reaching out, he nudges the older man, intent on an answer.
“What?” Massu snaps back to attention, turns to look at him curiously. Shige opens his mouth, about to explain, but is surprised when Tegoshi beats him to it, laughing in amusement.
“Oh, Shige,” he says, voice full of mirth, sounding far too superior for Shige’s liking. “You haven’t figured it out yet?” When the older glares at him, he grins, shameless and unbothered. “Massu is the whole I reason I don’t wear underwear in the first place.” He laughs again, like this is perfectly natural, and sends a far too innocent grin at his singing partner, who goes red, but doesn’t refute it, instead letting out an awkward little giggle that somehow manages to make Shige think of all kinds of dirty, wrong thoughts that should never be associated with Tegomass.
Ever.
In the background, Ryo lets out another howl of amusement, practically falling out of his chair now. Koyama shakes his head, like he’s disappointed in his best friend, while Yamapi studiously ignores them all. And Shige…
Shige just wants to wash his brain out with bleach.