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stupid results from when i asked people to prompt me. hello writer's block! it's been a while!

for [livejournal.com profile] tinyangl; prompt: CCS!JE. ...What. I'm sure you can make it possible.

"Yamapi-chan, you're going to be late for school!"

"HOEEE. Massu-chan, why didn't you wake me up earlier?!" Yamapi cries, bouncing out of bed in a frantic hurry and trying to change as quickly as possible. Massu sighs and crosses his arms, floating in the air next to him with a disgruntled expression on his face.

"I've been trying for the past few minutes," he grumbles, before his expression softens into worry. "But I also know changing the cards into Yamapi cards is taking a lot out of you."

Yamapi smiles a little and pats him on the head, "I'm okay, ne. Don't worry about me." He pumps his fist and sends Massu a v-sign.

"Oi monster, you're going to be late!" Takki calls from somewhere downstairs.

"HOEE. Massu-chan I've got to run then, I'll see you when I get back from school!"

"W-wait! Can I have the chocolate pudding left over from last night?!" Massu calls as Yamapi darts out of the room.

"You can have as much as you want!"

Massu grins in triumph, before the grin fades and the worry comes back. "What are you planning with having Yamapi-chan go through all this, though...Tegoshi?"



for [livejournal.com profile] crystallekil; prompt: nakamassu, like peanut butter and jelly.

"Peanut butter," Nakamaru says with wide eyes, like he's just made a grand realization. Massu blinks and sets the knife down, looking at the jar of peanut butter in his hand.

"Uhm?" he asks, just as Nakamaru takes the jar out of his hands.

"Peanut butter, Massu! Don't you see?!" Nakamaru cries, pressing the jar against his cheek.

Massu blinks. "Uhm?"

"Peanut butter. That's what I am. I am peanut butter." When Massu doesn't look like he's getting it, Nakamaru continues, "See, peanut butter is really plain. And no one really likes to eat it alone because it's dry and sticks to the roof of your mouth. THIS IS MY LIFE, DON'T YOU SEE?"

While Nakamaru starts lamenting over the jar of peanut butter and holding it close as a fellow brethren, Massu picks up a clean knife and spreads strawberry jelly onto another piece of bread.

"Well," he says, and smacks the two pieces of bread together. "If you're peanut butter, then I'll be jelly," he declares, smiling widely.

"Because you're sweet and everyone loves you?" Nakamaru sniffs, pouting. Massu laughs and shakes his head, cuts the sandwich in two.

"No, silly," he says, and offers Nakamaru a piece, another big, bright smile on his face. "Because it means we're better together."



for [livejournal.com profile] crystallekil; prompt: pin, scrunchie on the doorknob

Yamapi sees the scrunchie on the doorknob and blinks. He knows what it means--what it's supposed to mean--but usually Jin doesn't use scrunchies. He uses ties. But he shrugs it off and decides to leave Jin be--everyone experiments, after all--and goes to see if Ryo will let him crash on his sofa tonight.

Jin sees the scrunchie on the doorknob and blinks. He knows what it means--what it's supposed to mean--but usually Yamapi doesn't use scrunchies. He uses ties. But he shrugs it off and decides to leave Yamapi be--some people are just weird like that, after all--and goes to see if maybe he can bother Nakamaru into hitting the bars with him tonight.


In the apartment next door, an old woman sighs as she hears Jin's footfalls fade away down the hall. She puts on water for tea and some classical music and thinks maybe she can finally get some peace and quiet around here.



for [livejournal.com profile] mujun; prompt: Koyama recruits the NEWS members to help him open his Kei-chan Ramen chain.

"Like this?" Massu asks, holding up a large white sign with a drawing of a bowl with curly noodles for hair and squinty eyes and a large smile on its "face." The words "Kei-chan Ramen" is written in colorful ink below it.

"That's great, Massu!" Koyama declares cheerfully, and Massu beams as he takes the sign and hangs it on the wall over the counter.

"How do we lo~ok?" Tegoshi calls, flouncing out of the door dressed in proper waiting attire; a white collared shirt with a black vest over it, black slacks, and a neat pink ribbon tied around his neck. Yamapi follows in suit, tugging at the pink tie morosely.

"Did it have to be pink?" he whines. Tegoshi beams.

"I think it's cute!" he declares. Yamapi rolls his eyes. "You would."

"Ryo-chan, how are we in the kitchen?" Koyama calls. Ryo pokes his head out, hair tied back with a white bandana and shirtsleeves rolled up past his elbow.

"Ready when you are. Let's make this ramen shop a success!" he says, pumping his fist. The others respond with a cry of "OU!"

"Wait--where's Shige?" Koyama panics. "Shige! Shige where are you!?"

"I am not coming out," Shige's voice bellows from above the stairs.

"But we need you!" Koyama declares in his best kicked-puppy voice. Shige sighs and finally trudges down the stairs, dressing in a foam suit shaped like a bowl of noodles.

"Shige is so cute!" Tegoshi titters.

"Shut up I hate you all why do I have to do this?"

"Because Shige is our mascot, ne? It's the most important role." Koyama says, nodding vigorously, trying to get the others to agree.

"Yeah, only Shige can do it!" Yamapi adds, nodding along enthusiastically.

"Yeah, only Shige could pull off a bowl of limp noodles so realistically." Ryo snorts. Shige glares.

"Don't listen to Nishikido-kun, Shige," Massu replies when it looks like Ryo's about to get mauled by a large bowl of noodles. "I think you look delicious!"

Shige sighs and wonders if the public humiliation of stripping in front of thousands of fans was better or worse than this.



for [livejournal.com profile] trivialaffair; prompt: Nakamaru/Shige meet through Massu and are awkward in their love

"Sorry, it looks like I won't be able to make it after all!" the text from Massu reads. "But have fun!"

"Have fun?" Nakamaru repeats dully, confused as he sits alone in the cafe, contemplating all the shiny, smiling emoticons at the very end of the message. He's about to get up and leave a tip for the water when the door chimes and Shige enters.

"Ah," Shige says, and blinks when he notices Nakamaru standing near the table. "Nakamaru-kun?"

"Er, yeah, hey, Kato-kun." Nakamaru waves awkwardly and they lapse into silence for a whole five minutes. A waitress almost bumps into Shige ont he way to a table and she glares. Shige winces and shuffles over toward Nakamaru to get out of the way.

"Er, what a coincidence. What are you doing here?" Shige asks, standing by the table in front of Nakamaru. His fingers trail along the rim of the table uncertainly.

"I was supposed to meet Massu here, but apparently he can't make it." Shige's brow furrows as Nakamaru trails off.

"What? Really? I was supposed to meet Massu here too, but he just told me he had plans and couldn't break them."

Nakamaru blinks. "What? That's weird. Why would Massu make plans with us both like that?"

They lapse into another bout of silence as they both seem to ponder this. It's Nakamaru who speaks first, remembering Massu's cryptic text message.

"Well, uhm, since we're both here--why don't we just have lunch together?"

Shige blinks, before nodding. "Uhm, sure?" It takes another minute for eithe rof them to make a move, and when they finally sit down, they manage to do it at the exact same time, causing their knees to knock together painfully, and they laugh, loud and unhindered, awkward tension easing into something akin to familiar territory.

-

"Here's your phone Massu!" Tegoshi chirps cheerfully, handing Massu back his cell phone.

"Thanks, what'd you need it for?" Massu asks curiously.

"Oh nothing," Tegoshi declares, smiling widely. Massu didn't really need to know about his master plan of preoccupying the people that usually take up most of Massu's time. "Ne, let's go to that karaoke place that always give sus discounts." Massu shrugs and smiles back as he leads the way.



for [livejournal.com profile] trivialaffair; prompt: Massu/Shige play with knives

"You really shouldn't be playing around in the kitchen alone, Shige," Massu sighs as he reaches for the first aid kit. "You could get seriously hurt if you don't be careful."

"I'm not a kid, I wasn't playing and I know what I'm doing," Shige says defensively, and when Massu raises an eyebrow at the thin stream of blood running down Shige's index finger, he frowns. "What?"

"Nothing," Massu asks, after a moment of silence. He takes Shige's injured digit in his hand and carefuly cleans and sterilizes the wound, and Shige watches, fascinated, as Massu works quickly and efficiently, finishing with a doraemon printed bandaid. "But next time, just let me take care of dinner, okay?"

"Okay," Shige mumbles, like a child just scolded.

"Good," Massu grins, and gently presses his lips to Shige's newly bandaged finger.

"All better now?"

Shige nods; Massu always did have a way of making everything better.



for [livejournal.com profile] bitofpixiedust; prompt: shige being made fun of!! by anyone!! is vague prompt okay?

Shige walks into NewS's dressing room and is instantly slapped on the back by Ryo.

"Morning stupid," Ryo declares with an impish grin before wandering off to join Yamapi, who's napping on the couch before rehearsal starts. Shige frowns and wrinkles his nose at Ryo's customary greeting. He goes to set up his things in the corner.

"Good morning Shige!" Tegoshi exclaims, appearing from behind him cheerfully. "Ne, your hair looks awful today, did you just wake up or something?"

Shige frowns because he had actually spent thirty minutes on his hair this morning. "No."

"Ah, I see," Tegoshi declares, and then wanders off. Shige frowns again and decides to go over and greet Massu.

"You've gained weight, ne," is the first thing Massu observes before Shige can get a word out. "Do you want to go running with me tomorrow morning?"

"No. Thank. You." Shige grits out, irritated. He finally wanders over to the couch, where Yamapi is blinking sleepily.

"Good morning Shige," Yamapi yawns, and Shige smiles when no insult suddenly follows. "Good morning, Yamashita-kun."

"Oi, there's a rolly-polly on your shoulder," Ryo snipes from beside Yamapi. Shige freaks and turns around frantically. "Where?! Where?!"

"It's gone now," Yamapi replies. "I think your shirt scared him off." Ryo snickers. Shige's about to ask why everyone is suddenly picking on him when he gets tapped on the shoulder.

"What? Shige seethes, before coming face to face with Koyama, who offers him a cup of tea. "Oh, thanks," Shige mumbles, suddenly ashamed.

"No problem," Koyama falters. "And--and--"

"And?"

Koyama bursts into hysterics. "Sorry Shige! No matter what I don't want to make fun of you! Even if you say please!" he bawls. Shige blanches. "Err--what?"

Koyama sniffs and unsticks something from Shige's back. It reads, "Make fun of me all day today, please. :)"

Shige frowns and immediately turns a glare on Ryo. "Oh I fucking hate you."

Ryo cackles gleefully in response.
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