These are at the Boston airport.. I like that they offer them and they are Free Play which is like a dream to me It's also a good idea to have hand sanitation stations next to them.. but I think it's ugly to put tape over the coin slots to block them.. 💜🕹️
Reader x Takemichi, Akkun, Yamagishi, Makoto, Takuya
Part 1 & 2 of this story are (1)here and (2)here.
Warnings: swearing, probably plot holes, kisses up ahead 👀
A/n: woohoo!! Choice 1 unlocked :) these will eventually split off into one-shots. Gonna try to put every option out there first before I do the one-on-ones. (๑･̑◡･̑๑)
“Of course I will!!” You were practically glowing.
“Atta baby, let’s go,” Akkun spun on his heels and headed towards one of the drink stations.
“I gotta get some of this FOOD. Didja check out the spread?” Makoto asked you eagerly.
“I haven’t yet!” You replied cheerfully.
“What’ll you have, buttercup?” Takuya asked playfully. You forgot he used to call you that.
“I-I’ll have some water please,” your nerves were picking up again, so you didn’t want to add anything else in the mix.
“Oh c’monnn, you’ve gotta at least try this strawberry sparkling punch,” Takuya insisted. “I’ve had at least 3 cups already and strawberry isn’t even my favorite.”
“Hmm… okay. I’ll try it. Maybe I’ll poke around for something else in a min—” you turned towards the drink pushed in your direction.
“This still your favorite?” Yamagishi asked, one of your favorite drinks in his hand.
“How’d you remember that?? I haven’t had it in forever! Kazushi, that’s so thoughtful of you.” You beamed at him and he blushed ever so slightly. Your eyes lingered on each other until…
“WHOAAA I haven’t seen him be that nice in YEARS. I was convinced Kaz was just an asshole now ¯\_(ツ)_/¯” Takemichi teased.
“Oh shut up, Takemichyyy, you’re still a simp.” Yamagishi retorted.
“Wh-hey!! We can at least sit down before everybody comes at me,” Takemichi whined as everyone moved towards a table with drinks and snacks.
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“I REMEMBER THAT!!!” Makoto yelled, slamming his hand on the table.
“YOU HAD WELTS ON YOU FOR WEEKS AFTER THAT OH MY GOD-,” you cackled hysterically. You and Makoto bonded over roasting Takemichi, heads thrown back laughing, you exchanged wild looks and flirty touches.
“HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW SHE HAD A PELLET GUN??” Takemichi squeaked defensively. You were so happy that nothing had changed.
“Takemichi, that’s what you get after trying to spy on Hinata’s mom! That was so bad-,” Akkun face palmed as he laughed.
“I wanted to see what Hina would look like as she ~matured~.” Takemichi raised his eyebrows.
“You idiot! That’s not even how it works… I don’t think?” Takuya chimed in.
“It’s not.” Akkun and Yamagishi said in unison, erupting in laughter directly after.
Tears pricked your eyes as your laughter began to soften. You couldn’t believe how much you missed this bunch. “I really missed you guys.”
“We’ve missed you too, y/n.” Akkun said sweetly. His calm eyes were so inviting, you couldn’t help but want to hold onto him forever.
“Of course we did!” Takuya exclaimed.
“Good to have our prettiest member back,” Yamagishi quipped. Omfg he was on something tonight.
You smiled shyly and attempted to sip your empty drink.
“Y/n, why don’t we go out on the balcony?” Akkun suggested.
“Oiiii, you don’t get to have y/n all to yourself!” Makoto had a playful expression, but his body language suggested that he was serious about it—he wouldn’t let someone else shoot their shot before he got the chance.
At this point, you wondered if something was up. Everything seemed the same in some ways, your bond with this group was very special and lasting, but something seemed… different. The boys were more mature of course, but more bold as well. You decided to do a little test.
“Sheesh, you’re all acting like my boyfriends or something,” you teased. Akkun’s smile immediately dropped. Makoto was avoiding eye contact. Takuya fidgeted nervously. And Yamagishi? He had his head leaned against the back of his chair, eyeing you like you were his prey, then glancing away. Fucking damn, were they seriously after you or something?? Your last hope, Takemichi, was the least reassuring. His crooked smile and pink-dusted cheeks would’ve made you smack him…if it wasn’t making you fall in love with him.
No! What is happening?? These are your friends, and… honestly, so what if they were now becoming your love interests? Was that so wrong? You smiled to yourself and finally spoke, eyes fixed on the ground.
“…you know I can’t choose.” You stated gently. “I wish I didn’t have to, but I know that’s selfish.”
“I mean… how are you supposed to choose if you never even got a taste?” Yamagishi said flatly.
You were genuinely at a loss for words. After a moment of silence and pondering, you voiced your inner thoughts. “I… I’ve had a bit to drink and so have you guys, um, maybe these aren’t true feelings talking…”
“Y/n, stop. I’ll stop you right there. Sorry to be blunt, but everybody here has known for years that you are a fucking catch. Most of us haven’t wanted to fuck up the friendship we had with you, yeah, but the real truth is that we have all been too pussy to just ask you out on a date, damn it.” You almost didn’t realize Akkun was the one talking until you looked up to see his mouth moving. You had no idea he could speak like that.
You stood stunned. Your eyes fell on each of them, one at a time, searching for any signs of deception or dishonesty, but all you saw was the truth. “What… I mean, what do I do with this now? You know I love all of you in your own ways, I MEAN—” you shut your mouth instantly. You did love them, of course you did, but now was not the time to mention that, especially when they were discussing being in love with you. You huffed. “I don’t know what to do.”
“Just, c’mere…” Takemichi said, his arms wide open for you. You cautiously walked over and embraced him.
“You too, Michi?” Your lips grazed his suit as you spoke, clinging to him. His hand came up to press lightly against the back of your head with a subtle nod. You sighed, letting go of Takemichi. “Still want to go to the balcony? Show me where, let’s take a walk.” You requested, eyeing the group.
“Sure, why not,” Makoto answered.
The six of you walked in silence upstairs to the last room on the right, the balcony awaiting through glass double doors branching out from the lounge. It was beautiful and spacious. Two outdoor tables with candles on them and eight chairs. Flower baskets hung from the roof, a soft breeze rustling them every now and then. It was quite the romantic scene.
“Anybody got a lighter?” Takuya broke the silence. Yamagishi pulled one from his suit pocket and handed it to Takuya. He lit the candles and everyone sat down.
“Guys… you don’t have to act so glum. Why don’t we play a game?” You suggested.
“It better not be-” Akkun started.
“-spin the bottle?” Makoto cut him off.
You cackled loudly. “You know that means you boys might end up kissing each other and not me, right?”
“Idk about y’all, but that’s a risk I’m willing to take,” Yamagishi shrugged.
Everybody laughed and began heckling him about ~the risk he was willing to take~.
They ended up deciding to play Rock Paper Scissors for kissing order. Did you agree to this? No. Were you opposed? Not exactly. You were amused at their childish behavior, battling each other just like the good ol’ days.
“You can all kiss me how you like,” you said quietly. Takemichi lost every game. Yamagishi came next to last, Makoto third, Akkun second, and Takuya first. You were nervous and excited. You nodded as a sign you were ready, and Takuya approached you. His movements were calm and slow. You were sitting in your chair, the breeze blowing tiny strands of hair out of your face. Your eyes met Takuya’s, and you closed your eyes as you leaned in. He kissed you on the lips gently, slowly moving against you just like you imagined. It seemed to linger even after he pulled away, leaving your eyes fluttering and lungs empty. You took a deep breath before the next one.
“A-Atsushi,” you whimpered, not having any idea what you were going to say next. He took your hands and knelt down to meet your eyes. When his lips met yours, it was firm and passionate. He licked at your bottom lip with fervor, and you parted your lips for him. His hand came up to brush his thumb against your cheek as he finished up the kiss. It left you dizzy and wanting more.
Who was following that kiss? Makoto. He approached you and took your hands, having you stand up to press your body against his own. The perv, hehe. He guided one of your hands and placed it around his neck. Then, he tilted your chin up slightly, and as you closed your eyes, he pressed his lips to yours. He kissed you like he was savoring every bit of you, tongue tasting you and hands pressing into your back, desperate for more. You felt like you needed to sit down, knees threatening to give out from under you.
Yamagishi was a wildcard. You never knew what stunt he was going to pull, and this kiss was no different. He didn’t touch you at first, simply basking in your presence. Kazushi leaned in, lips grazing your neck, making you jump slightly. He ghosted a trail of kisses up your jawline to meet your lips. It was sensual and playful, just like his personality. The last kiss on the lips was deep, you could tell he poured his heart into it. You shivered at his touch when his hands finally made contact with your skin. He grazed his fingers over your cheeks lightly, cupping your face on one side. You felt like you were melting.
Last but certainly not least, was your dear friend Takemichi. He was sitting in a chair and gestured for you to come over. You approached him cautiously, and he had you sit in his lap, holding his shoulders for support. He placed one hand on your hip, and the other on the back of your head. When he went in to kiss you, his fingers gently tangled themselves in your hair, pulling ever so slightly. You had to stop yourself from moaning into the kiss, his tongue swiping over the top of yours teasingly. You didn’t want any of this to end. When he broke the kiss, your eyes met. You stared at each other for a moment, and then you stood up.
“I-,” you began, “I didn’t know you were all such good kissers.” You stated and began laughing. They laughed with you. You felt comfortable with them, and you knew they wouldn’t pressure you to make a decision just yet. The six of you decided to go back downstairs to get some more drinks and continue chatting (or, arguing over which kiss you enjoyed more), each of them hoping they’d be the one you’d ask to kiss you more.
