(SMAP) We Are SMAP! (Part 2)

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We Are SMAP!
Kimura/Nakai, SMAP | PG | Part 2             

               

Tsuyoshi comes up with a ridiculous plan.

“Shingo, you keep saying you want to borrow Dragon Quest right?” He’s got Shingo’s attention.

“Yeah! I've just been so busy lately—”

“He spends his free time outside Victoria’s Secret now.” Goro explains, blow drying his hair. 

“I do not. It’s on my way home, I can’t help that. And anyway—how would you know! Don’t tell me you’re psychic now.” Pure terror etches Shingo’s face at the prospect.

“No. My sister saw you. She said there was a man who looked just like you except for the fact he was giggling really creepily and mumbling to himself.” Tsuyoshi shakes his head. “I convinced her it was an imposter.” 

After Kimura scolds Shingo and Nakai swats the back of his head from the bathroom across the hall, Tsuyoshi lets them in on his plan.

Soon after the recording, Shingo and Kimura stand in Shingo’s bedroom, Tsuyoshi and Goro pace in Tsuyoshi’s living room and Nakai stands in the middle of an intersection (he had lost at jan-ken-pon earlier and his whining fell on deaf ears).

“Think he can do it?” Shingo asks Kimura.

“Don’t hurt your head,” Goro warns Tsuyopon.

Walkie talkies in hand, everyone’s in position.

Mission: Get Dragon Quest To Shingo’s Bedroom From Tsuyoshi’s Living Room (Which Is Across Town) Using Only His Mind is on.

Thirty minutes pass of Tsuyoshi’s grunts and Goro’s encouraging words filtering through the walkie talkies (Shingo thinks it sounds like he’s having a baby and Nakai wishes a car would hit him already)—the game gets as far as the parking lot outside Tsuyoshi’s complex before Goro calls the whole thing off.

Goro stays over and nurses Tsuyoshi’s migraine, Shingo tries to convince Kimura to go commando at least once and Nakai’s walkie talkie dies on him halfway through (he still thinks he should’ve just used his arms) and has to hitchhike home.

 PLOP!

“What am I wearing now?”

“Pshaw, easy peasy. Leopard print, aaaaaaaand,” Shingo manually turns Nakai around. “It’s a g-string. Yanno’, you really have a girly butt.” Nakai huffs and stomps out of the room. 

They’ve been playing this game for almost an hour now and it’s on days like these that Shingo could really get used to this.

KAPLOW!

Despite everything, Goro gets along with the others, even if he is more than just a little curious as to when his powers will come too.

He doesn’t tend to admit it, but he’s thoroughly amused by the perverted grin that finds its way on Shingo’s face every time someone walks by. Nakai stays the same except for the eagerness in the air whenever he walks in, stifling a huge smile, knowing that eventually one of the other four will ask him what’s up and he’ll tell them how much taller he’s gotten that day. Tsuyopon is still rather hesitant about the whole thing, he’s uncomfortable to move anything that’s bigger than an apple but Goro thinks that sweet.

Him and Kimura share glances some days that say how relieved they are, but they both know as soon as they look away; they’ll get back to imagining again.

He’s humming Fly when it happens.

"You flying or what?” asks Nakai, barely looking away from the Giants game.

Goro looks down at the floor that is now a few feet below from where he is. “Oh. Guess so.”

“Mm.” Nakai’s arm hovers over Goro’s head, “You’ll hit the ceiling.”

It stays like this for a couple of days, but then word gets around (“Nakai’s big mouth” admits Tsuyoshi) and Kimura immediately blackmails Goro into flying him over Tokyo at night and Shingo gets to calling him Superman whenever he can.

SWAP!

When Kimura walks in bleary-eyed and really just wanting some coffee, looking like last night’s shoot went too long into the night; Shingo’s giving Tsuyoshi puppy dog eyes and Nakai is clearly not impressed.  

The first thing anyone says to him is, “I seriously want to have sex with you right now.” 

“You’re sweet,” Kimura yawns, not asking Goro before he takes a sip from the coffee in his hand. 

Shingo stops giving Tsuyoshi the eye and instead bites down on his lip, confused, but murmuring all the same, “No, really. Can we have sex?” 

Kimura’s exhausted and wriggling himself into the small space between the arm of the couch and Goro’s legs. “Sure, Shingo.” 

Nakai makes a move and says, “Shingo, stop. Kimura looks like shit anyway, what’s up?” the only problem is, is that it comes out sounding more like, “Shingo, stop’it. Kimura’s having sex with me first.” 

“I’m... I’m going to go that way.” Goro heads over to the opposite end of the room.  

Tsuyoshi’s trying to make love to Kimura’s face and Shingo and Nakai duel.

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