Well, this certainly is quite the problem.
Takashi, one of Ichiro’s childhood friends and someone who enjoyed relentlessly prannking and messing with Ichiro made his mark again. What was it this time? Well, it was nothing more than a honey packet. Not just any honey packet, a royal honey packet. Somehow Takashi had managed to Slip in a royal honey packet in Ichiro’s morning tea, without Ichiro noticing.
He felt off, it was hotter than usual. Ichiro thought to himself as he tugged at the collar of his shirt slightly. Ichiro’s leg bounced as he tried distracting himself from…. Whatever this was…
Ichiriro, Takashi, Koto, Kazuya and you were all at Charolette’s place, specifically her massive bedroom that had a whole living room in it. Charolette was crazy rich, leaving her house the main hangout spot, not to mention the music room where you all held practice in. You were sort of the manager of the group, handing tickets and venues for the band. You had noticed how fidgety Ichiro was, and how his face seemed a little flushed. Concern settled in you as you thought he was sick while the others chatted about there next performance. Takashi seemed to throw you a mischievous grin as he noticed your concern for Ichiro, without warning— he suddenly slung his around your shoulder before whispering.
“Worried? He’ll be fineeee. Just a…. small growing problem. Honey’s sweet for all kinds of things.” Takashi whispered just loud enough for you and Ichiro who was sitting next to you to hear, before getting up with a laugh to join the others conversation.
Ichiro’s face went from flushed red, to pale as a ghost in less than a second. No, no no no fucking way. Takashi— no. He wouldn’t— no.. he did. He very much did, Ichiro very much did take a honey packet. There was no denying the problem down there as Ichiro immediately shifted his position in his chair and covered his lap with his jacket.
“Im going to kill him. Damnit, of all places—…..” Ichiro ran his hands through his face. “There is no fucking way….” Ichiro said as he groaned in annoyance before locking eyes with you. God damn this was absolutely humiliating.