(SMAP) We Are SMAP! (Part 3)

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We Are SMAP!
Kimura/Nakai, SMAP | PG | Part 3
               

              

Nakai’s locked himself in the janitor’s closet.  

“I don’t actually want to have sex with you, you know,” says Nakai.  

Kimura nods understandingly, despite the fact he’s on the other side of the door. “I know. Neither does Shingo.” 

“Tsuyoshi might though,” Nakai tries to stretch his arms but three feet is the closet’s limit.  

Kimura tries the doorknob again. “You coming out or what?” 

“It’s your fault, y’know—pulling out that sex appeal power shit.” 

Kimura tries not to laugh. “I know.”

“I don’t know if I want to cry or ridicule you endlessly for, like, what, being the human aphrodisiac now?” Nakai pouts in the dark, slapping a broom.                

Kimura laughs into the door, “I didn’t have much say.” 

What Nakai really wants to say is, “How is this power any different from every day?” but he unlocks the door instead and rolls his eyes extra hard at the grin all over Kimura’s face. 

WHAM!

Goro realizes he’s putting his life in danger by doing this, but Shingo claims he’d never take him seriously and Tsuyoshi’s still somewhat scared of Nakai’s extendable limbs.

Nakai’s sighing through his teeth and paying no mind to his leg that’s blocking both doors when Goro floats over. He prays for mercy and tells Nakai, “Come with me.” It’s dumb, he knows, and the what-do-you-mean-come-with-me look Nakai shoots him reiterates that.  

Nakai holds on tighter than Goro thought he would, the feeling is strange but not bad (with Kimura, it may as well have been his superpower)—Goro points out the birds in season and Nakai dares him to crash into a skyscraper. There are a few close calls every time Goro dares, Nakai squeezes and denies his series of raspy screams later.  

He lands on a really tall office building, the sky dark, stars low. Nakai tries reaching for the apartment across the street; he’s rambling about being Spiderman’s cousin but even better because he doesn’t need dinky spider web glue.

Goro’s trying to figure out how to go about this. Shingo had come up with a script, apparently Tsuyoshi had edited; but he thought something like this had to come from the heart.  

“Why haven’t you told him yet?” Nakai stops talking, but he still wants to reach. 

There’s a pause, then Nakai says, “You know.” 

“We all do.” 

“Does he?”  

Goro considers floating between the two buildings, “Don’t know.” 

“I used to think he'd show up one day psychic.” Nakai laughs weakly, turning to look at Goro with something akin to relief.

BAM! 

Kimura knows there’s something wrong. 

Tsuyoshi starts making Nakai coffee with his mind and the older man doesn’t complain once. Shingo avoids his questions by distracting him with what TOKIO’s wearing next door (everyone knows they’re naked more often than not so Kimura has no idea how this works). Goro, the one person he thought he could trust, tells him he’s reconsidering flight—so Kimura has nothing to do but approach Nakai himself.                                                                   

“The AD said he had to lock another staff in the washroom until they cooled down. Are you even trying to control your pheromones?” Nakai mumbles. 

Kimura’s standing in the doorway. Nakai knows because the hairs on the back of his neck lift but mostly because his spidey senses are tingling. 

“What’s going on?” Nakai chooses to ignore the question by stretching his arm out the door and around the corner. A few seconds later, Shingo yells a string of obscenities (“I’ll get Tsuyopon to dismember your arm with his brain!”) and Nakai’s giggling as he lets his arm back into the room.  

Kimura doesn’t stop the smile that grows on his face but he stops Nakai cold by touching his arm. 

“Nakai.” 

Nakai opens his mouth once, twice, it’s his best impression of a fish yet. 

Kimura thinks this has gone on long enough so he kisses his mouth—it’s effectively shut. 

Nakai pulls back after a minute, “Just so you know, me kissing back has nothing to do with your power—totally voluntary.” 

Kimura laughs out like a little boy and Nakai has never been so thankful for his arms when he can shut the door, pull Kimura in close and kiss him at the exact same time.

ZAP!

Kimura’s superpower is definitely kissing.

Fuck flying.

HIYAA!

The next morning Nakai’s humming Serori off-key.

“Somebody got laid.” A prop pineapple zooms across the room and clobbers Shingo upside the head after he says that (Tsuyoshi's moved up to bigger fruit). 

Kimura grins with his eyes and Nakai knows the tingle that shoots up his spine is completely natural.   

Goro thinks about flying to the moon.

A/N: Uh. Yeah. I had a lot of fun writing this—like, too much fun. Go figure. I don't know how this badboy ending up being six pages, since it's a shit load of ridiculous and making SMAP do things they don't usually do (HA). I still hope you can see what's essentially SMAP in spite of the superpowers and overall quirk? :DD

PART 1, PART 2

Comments

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Nakai’s locked himself in the janitor’s closet.

This is a brilliant parody of the fanfic trope in which two characters hide in a broom closet together and end up having sex - in this case, Nakai locks himself in a broom closet in order to avoid having sex!

Nakai dares Goro to fly close to buildings - Goro does it - Nakai screams! I love that.

“Just to clarify, me kissing back has nothing to do with your power—totally voluntary.”

Glad to hear it!