[team two] Magic touch
SixTONES, 925 words, G, random OT6 silliness
“His boobs are totally bigger than yours,” Taiga points out at Jesse who pouts and turns to scrutinize Shintaro’s bare chest with obvious envy. Shintaro, absolutely undisturbed by Jesse's keen attention, sits on the edge of the small onsen pool, naked and handsome like a goddamn Greek statue.
Hokuto slides deeper into the wonderfully hot water, languidly listening to the conversation. If this group is already terrible with all kinds of shenanigans whenever they shoot anything for Youtube, they are absolutely unhinged once the cameras are turned off and the staff members have withdrawn into their own hotel rooms.
“Those can hardly be called boobs,” Juri snorts. “You know, boobs are round and soft and nice and-“
“What do you know about boobs,” Kochi interrupts him with a snort. "Have you ever even seen any, in real life?"
A vivid memory of Juri telling everyone on national television he doesn't mind sharing the bath with his mum flashes through Hokuto's brain.
Better press that thought deep under the water and drown it there until it never surfaces again.
"Excuse me, I used to see and fondle a lot of boobs when I still thought I wanted to have sex with girls," Juri points out, lifting his nose imperiously.
Jesse laughs aloud. "With how much you like touching us all, you could probably tell us apart by our chests, too."
It's a joke, of course. At least it should be, but seeing Jesse's face, Hokuto isn't so sure about it anymore. With a flash of foresight he realizes where this is going.
Juri, like the moron he is, considers Jesse’s words. "Yeah... I think I actually could."
And here they go.
"Prove it," Shintaro yells with a wide grin and leaps into the water. “I’ll treat you an all-you-can-eat yakiniku tomorrow if you get us all.”
"You're not serious," Taiga murmurs, but he settles into the line nonetheless.
"You're the worst," Kochi sighs but he too allows Shintaro to pull him into the line. His eyes betray him though, with wrinkles of amusement gathering at their corners.
Jesse hands Juri the narrow, wet towel he had wrapped around his head. "Tie your eyes with this. No peeking!" Next, he grabs Hokuto's wrist and pulls him into the same line with the others.
It's ridiculous.
It’s ridiculous and stupid and a bit embarrassing.
Hokuto loves these people.
"Ok, so we'll sit on the edge of the pool, so we're about the same height. Now that Juri's eyes are covered, everyone will change places - go on, go on - and I'll join the line," Jesse orders them around as if he's actually given it longer a thought than the mere minute since the first mention of anyone's boobs.
"What counts as chest?" Juri asks, waiting in front of them blindfolded and grinning at them. "You know, just so we're on the same page."
Shintaro noiselessly places one straight palm under his chin and another just where his ribcage would end. Jesse nods and does the same to Juri so he can feel it.
"Do the shoulders count?"
"Sure, but the head doesn't, so stay below the chin," Jesse says, stroking his dark, well-trimmed beard.
Hokuto and Kochi burst into giggles at the same time, and the rolling of eyes is clear in Juri's voice. "Come on guys, now you've got to change places again."
They do, and Juri wades closer, but he stops once more still.
"Wait, do I have to guess you at once or can I touch everyone first and then try to guess?"
"Either way," Shintaro says, shrugging and looking at the others questioningly.
"You should guess everyone by the first touch," Taiga orders. "Otherwise it's going to be too easy. But we won't tell you the correct answers until you've given us your guesses for each one."
They change places one more time, and Juri blindly fumbles his hands in the air until he meets the first guy in the line.
Juri promptly splays his hands on Kochi's chest, running his fingers on the skin swiftly, like he actually freaking knows what he's doing.
"Oh," Juri says. "Pointy collar bones. Definitely Kochi!"
Impressed, Hokuto quirks a brow. Juri moves on to the next guy.
It only takes Juri one squeeze on Shintaro’s chest to announce: “Shintaro. Taiga was right, nobody else has pecs like these.”
Shintaro’s self-satisfied grin is almost too much, but Hokuto fights to keep his breathing slow and even so Juri won’t hear his amusement over the splashing of the water.
Juri moves on again, running his hands across Taiga’s chest and shoulders until he finds a spot on Taiga’s upper arm and gently rubs it with his index finger. “There’s Taiga’s chicken pox scar.”
Next, he only needs to drag his hands across Jesse’s chest once, too. “None of you others can grow any hair on your chest to save your life, but Jesse has at least three!”
Hokuto is the last, and he startles at the feeling of Juri’s hands, damp and chilled by the cool breeze, brushing across his body.
“Smooth skin, broad shoulders. Gotta be Hokuto,” Juri says and Hokuto wonders if this is the strangest kind-of-a-compliment he’s ever gotten.
Juri takes a step back and pulls off the blindfold, looking incredibly smug as he eyes the row of his members. Judging by the facial expressions of everyone else, Hokuto isn’t the only one conflicted between feeling impressed and terrified.
“Five out of five,” Juri says and winks at Shintaro. “Pay up.”
thesecretdoor, your turn! The last sentence is "Pay up."