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[team three] Costume Fitting
Sorry that I'm a little late! This is set before the JUMP 2018 Sense or Love tour, and contains a little crude language and sexual jokes, so read with caution of that, I guess?
“How does it look?” Inoo asks with his usual lopsided smirk, twirling around once and letting the billowing hem of his shirt flutter out around him like a dress, almost. Amidst a full schedule of activity with the fast-approaching release of the Sense or Love album and accompanying concert tour, the entire group had been pulled aside by the costuming staff after rehearsals finished for the day to try on some of the newly finished costumes for the upcoming tour; while it isn't ideal timing, outside of tour rehearsals, there really isn't any other time that all of the members can be in one place at one time. Still, it's stressful and frustrating to think that finally, they're free to go home for the evening only to be suddenly called into a costume fitting that will likely take another hour, and Hikaru is grumbling moodily under his breath when suddenly, Inoo's voice pulls him out of his funk.
Among the outfits newly completed was the costume for Inoo's solo number. Hikaru had been in anticipation of what Inoo and the staff would choose, and had been nagging Inoo to at least give him a hint over the past few weeks since the initial planning meeting about a month ago, but in his bad mood, he had forgotten that today was finally the big reveal. "I want it to be a surprise when you see it for the first time," Inoo had told him what felt like a hundred times when he'd nagged for a preview, and so Hikaru had been waiting for it to be finished with bated breath, and when he turned towards the sound of Inoo's voice, he certainly wasn't disappointed.
While there had been ups and downs in the premise and making of this new album, each member having their own solo song for the first time in the group's history was certainly one of the ups, and Hikaru had greatly enjoyed working together with the staff to produce his own number. But when Inoo had first revealed the concept and lyrics for his own solo number, Hikaru had almost forgotten the other members of the group, himself included. Because of course Inoo would push the limits, of course Inoo would walk the line of what the management would allow them to do onstage, and of course he was going to be sexy as hell while doing it. Hikaru was a little miffed that Inoo had chosen Takaki to perform what was basically going to be a softcore porno with him, but even more than that, he was eager to see Inoo's creative concept take shape.
And so, when he saw Inoo show off the costume for the first time, all of his stress and tiredness seemed to evaporate immediately, replaced only with some mixture of admiration, attraction, and pride that this extremely talented and extremely hot person was his boyfriend. The outfit perfectly suited everything that Inoo had described to him about the number, the soft, long, dress-like pink shirt soft and feminine while the chain and belt-like accents hinted at something a little harder, a little more dangerous. The dog tag necklace and the skin-tight black leggings (actually the bottom half of the costume for the BEST corner, but you really couldn't tell just by looking) perfected the look, and Hikaru felt as if he were an emoji, his eyes turning to giant red hearts as he appreciated every aspect of Inoo's design.
"Yaotome-san, your nose is bleeding," Inoo comments dryly, and Hikaru flails, wiping at his nose only to find that he's being pranked.
"Shut up," he whines, sticking out his tongue, but there's no real force behind the childish comeback. "I can't help it that you look really fucking amazing!"
"That's true, you can't," Inoo agrees a little too easily, his smirk only growing, and Hikaru is always amazed that Inoo can make him feel so aggravated and turned on at the same time.
"I can't believe you're going to let Takaki touch you in that and not me," Hikaru counters, moving a little closer and looking Inoo up and down again. "What are you going to do if he pops a boner onstage?"
"It will add realism to the performance," Inoo replies, sounding wholly unbothered. "But who says I'm not going to let you touch me, as well?"
It's Hikaru's turn to grin, and he takes a step closer yet, running a hand down Inoo's side to rest on his hip, soft and warm beneath his touch through the thin material of the black tights. "Oh yeah?" he asks, leaning in to press a kiss to Inoo's neck just below his ear.
He's shocked, however, when Inoo suddenly pulls away with an airy, "Yup, but not today!" and is left spluttering as Inoo flits away to have adjustments made by the costuming staff. It's only then that he remembers that they are, in fact, in the open studio, surrounded by not only the other members but also a dozen staff members, and his face turns red at the thought of what he had been about to do.
Inoo definitely looks amazing, and Hikaru is looking forward to the tour even more now... but for the time being, maybe he really is too tired for this costume fitting and ought to go home.
Your turn,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dusk037!
“How does it look?” Inoo asks with his usual lopsided smirk, twirling around once and letting the billowing hem of his shirt flutter out around him like a dress, almost. Amidst a full schedule of activity with the fast-approaching release of the Sense or Love album and accompanying concert tour, the entire group had been pulled aside by the costuming staff after rehearsals finished for the day to try on some of the newly finished costumes for the upcoming tour; while it isn't ideal timing, outside of tour rehearsals, there really isn't any other time that all of the members can be in one place at one time. Still, it's stressful and frustrating to think that finally, they're free to go home for the evening only to be suddenly called into a costume fitting that will likely take another hour, and Hikaru is grumbling moodily under his breath when suddenly, Inoo's voice pulls him out of his funk.
Among the outfits newly completed was the costume for Inoo's solo number. Hikaru had been in anticipation of what Inoo and the staff would choose, and had been nagging Inoo to at least give him a hint over the past few weeks since the initial planning meeting about a month ago, but in his bad mood, he had forgotten that today was finally the big reveal. "I want it to be a surprise when you see it for the first time," Inoo had told him what felt like a hundred times when he'd nagged for a preview, and so Hikaru had been waiting for it to be finished with bated breath, and when he turned towards the sound of Inoo's voice, he certainly wasn't disappointed.
While there had been ups and downs in the premise and making of this new album, each member having their own solo song for the first time in the group's history was certainly one of the ups, and Hikaru had greatly enjoyed working together with the staff to produce his own number. But when Inoo had first revealed the concept and lyrics for his own solo number, Hikaru had almost forgotten the other members of the group, himself included. Because of course Inoo would push the limits, of course Inoo would walk the line of what the management would allow them to do onstage, and of course he was going to be sexy as hell while doing it. Hikaru was a little miffed that Inoo had chosen Takaki to perform what was basically going to be a softcore porno with him, but even more than that, he was eager to see Inoo's creative concept take shape.
And so, when he saw Inoo show off the costume for the first time, all of his stress and tiredness seemed to evaporate immediately, replaced only with some mixture of admiration, attraction, and pride that this extremely talented and extremely hot person was his boyfriend. The outfit perfectly suited everything that Inoo had described to him about the number, the soft, long, dress-like pink shirt soft and feminine while the chain and belt-like accents hinted at something a little harder, a little more dangerous. The dog tag necklace and the skin-tight black leggings (actually the bottom half of the costume for the BEST corner, but you really couldn't tell just by looking) perfected the look, and Hikaru felt as if he were an emoji, his eyes turning to giant red hearts as he appreciated every aspect of Inoo's design.
"Yaotome-san, your nose is bleeding," Inoo comments dryly, and Hikaru flails, wiping at his nose only to find that he's being pranked.
"Shut up," he whines, sticking out his tongue, but there's no real force behind the childish comeback. "I can't help it that you look really fucking amazing!"
"That's true, you can't," Inoo agrees a little too easily, his smirk only growing, and Hikaru is always amazed that Inoo can make him feel so aggravated and turned on at the same time.
"I can't believe you're going to let Takaki touch you in that and not me," Hikaru counters, moving a little closer and looking Inoo up and down again. "What are you going to do if he pops a boner onstage?"
"It will add realism to the performance," Inoo replies, sounding wholly unbothered. "But who says I'm not going to let you touch me, as well?"
It's Hikaru's turn to grin, and he takes a step closer yet, running a hand down Inoo's side to rest on his hip, soft and warm beneath his touch through the thin material of the black tights. "Oh yeah?" he asks, leaning in to press a kiss to Inoo's neck just below his ear.
He's shocked, however, when Inoo suddenly pulls away with an airy, "Yup, but not today!" and is left spluttering as Inoo flits away to have adjustments made by the costuming staff. It's only then that he remembers that they are, in fact, in the open studio, surrounded by not only the other members but also a dozen staff members, and his face turns red at the thought of what he had been about to do.
Inoo definitely looks amazing, and Hikaru is looking forward to the tour even more now... but for the time being, maybe he really is too tired for this costume fitting and ought to go home.
Your turn,
dusk037!