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writetomyheart2015-03-03 01:30 am
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[TEAM THREE] Again
Once again, Nikaido is lying in on his stomach in Senga’s hotel bed, channel flipping.
“Ne, Nika,” Senga calls out as he dries his hair with a towel. “Not that I mind or anything, but why are you in my bed again when they finally gave us our own rooms for tour?”
“I already told you,” Nikaido sighs exasperatedly, rolling onto his back and tossing the remote control aside, giving up on the TV. “I put you in charge of our tour shampoo and stuff, so it only makes sense that I come here to shower every day.”
“Uh huh. And the reason why you sleep in here is?” Senga prompts, knowing smile spread across his face.
“Shut up. Who even asked them to give us our own rooms?” Nikaido whines. “Half the fun of touring is the sleepovers!”
“I’m not sure you can call them sleepovers exactly,” Senga laughs, walking towards the bed and sitting down. “At least move over a little,” he pushes at Nikaido, getting into bed when Nikaido effectively rolls over.
“Whatever. Staff-san don’t have to know,” Nikaido yawns. “Besides, I can think of at least one other room that’s empty.”
“Tama’s or Miyata’s?” Senga grins.
“Miyacchi’s,” they both say at the same time, giggling. Miyata definitely went to Tamamori’s and not the other way around.
Senga reaches over to turn off the lamp. “I guess what staff-san don’t know won’t hurt them.”
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“Ne, Nika,” Senga calls out as he dries his hair with a towel. “Not that I mind or anything, but why are you in my bed again when they finally gave us our own rooms for tour?”
“I already told you,” Nikaido sighs exasperatedly, rolling onto his back and tossing the remote control aside, giving up on the TV. “I put you in charge of our tour shampoo and stuff, so it only makes sense that I come here to shower every day.”
“Uh huh. And the reason why you sleep in here is?” Senga prompts, knowing smile spread across his face.
“Shut up. Who even asked them to give us our own rooms?” Nikaido whines. “Half the fun of touring is the sleepovers!”
“I’m not sure you can call them sleepovers exactly,” Senga laughs, walking towards the bed and sitting down. “At least move over a little,” he pushes at Nikaido, getting into bed when Nikaido effectively rolls over.
“Whatever. Staff-san don’t have to know,” Nikaido yawns. “Besides, I can think of at least one other room that’s empty.”
“Tama’s or Miyata’s?” Senga grins.
“Miyacchi’s,” they both say at the same time, giggling. Miyata definitely went to Tamamori’s and not the other way around.
Senga reaches over to turn off the lamp. “I guess what staff-san don’t know won’t hurt them.”
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