BANDWAGON TIME, PEOPLE.
"Ahh… yes, yes, right there… harder, da-ze…"
Japan nearly spewed his tea. What in the name of all good anime…?
"Ah, better, aru?"
"Mm… feels so good, da-ze."
Japan could feel his face getting red. Oh why was this happening in his house? While he was drinking his goddamn tea?!
Kiku was going to put a stop to this. Somehow. Maybe after his tea.
"Aiyah… you're too tense, YongSoo. Relax, aru…"
Kiku placed his tea calmly back down and got up, picking up his katana.
"Ehh… hyung-nim, you're so good at this, da-ze."
"I've had lots of experience."
Kiku nearly choked on his spit. That's it. This is going to stop now.
"Nnggh… yes, right there, hyung-nim…"
Kiku slammed open the door.
"JUST WHAT THE HECK ARE… YOU… DOING…?" he trailed off at YongSoo and Yao's astonished faces.
"Kiku-hyung, what are you doing, da-ze?" asked YongSoo in a curious voice.
"What's wrong, aru?" said Yao, blinking.
YongSoo was facing away from Yao, who had his hands on his shoulders, massaging them.
Kiku began to feel embarrassment creep up his spine.
"Eh? Nothing, nothing… just… just continue on…" he said distractedly, hastily shutting the door behind him.
He needed some damn tea.
Yao and YongSoo looked at each other.
"That was too close, da-ze…"
"Ah. Next time we'll do it in a more obscure area, aru. Now… where were we?"
"I think I know, hyung-nim…" smiled YongSoo.
Needless to say, Kiku did not get that much sleep that night due to certain… noises.
WOOT TWO FICS IN UNDER 30 MINUTES. I'M ON A ROLL.
YongSoo: What does she mean by certain noises, hyung-nim?
Yao: … nothing, aru.
Kiku: o___o; I knew it wasn't my imagination.