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The last thing the members of Trickstar expected from their rehearsal was to be talking about Makoto Yuuki’s love life.
It had started when Subaru had put forward a comment, in that explosively loud tone of his.
“UKKI HAS A GIRLFRIEND???” The ginger exclaimed, pointing at the addressed boy in shock. Makoto flinched and stared back, mouth open in a small ‘o’. The other two group members looked over, confused, wondering where the sudden outburst had come from.
“Your neck! It has marks!” Subaru continued, moving closer to inspect it. “Ukki! You never even told us..” he whined, ignoring the red faced blonde who was now batting him away.
“I didn't even notice before… Yuuki, since when have you had these marks on your neck?” Hokuto asked, eyebrows furrowed. Makoto shook his head, body language closing in on itself in attempts to hide his neck. In all honesty, he thought he did a good job in covering the offending hickeys up with concealer. Perhaps he was not as subtle as he thought.
“Tell us about her! Who is she? Do we know her?” Subaru retorted, quick paced with his onslaught of questions. Mao patted Subaru on the back in attempts to calm him down, giving an apologetic yet still curious look towards Makoto.
Makoto sighed.
“Its.. uh.. nothing important. I'm not even dating hi- her yet” Makoto explained, nervously hopping from foot to foot. He wasn't a fan of all the attention being on him, especially with something this embarrassing.
“Doing stuff like this without even dating?? Ukki! You’re an idol! Think of your image!” Subaru replied, gasping in mock offence.
“Don't Undead do this stuff all the time…?” Makoto offered, shrugging.
“Mhm.. but that's their demographic..” Hokuto answered.
“I can't believe Makoto is the first one to get action out of all of us” Mao remarked, chuckling.
Makoto stepped away from the group, who had all crowded around him in a makeshift circle at this point. He itched at his neck out of instinct and gave them all a look that pleaded at them all to move the topic along. The others thankfully got the hint.
“We’ll find out who she is one day” Subaru declared, as his closing statement. Makoto just shook his head again as they began to resume their practice, praying to all the lords above that they would just let it go.
———
The next time it happened, a few practices later, it was Mao who said something first during a water break.
“Is your girlfriend a vampire or something? Just.. Christ…” he remarked, raising an eyebrow.
Makoto nearly dropped his water bottle in shock.
“Sarii, just because you dream about having a vampire suck on your neck doesn't mean it's the case for everyone” Subaru retorted, grinning. Mao attempted to push the ginger over, embarrassment evident.
“You know what I mean! Just look at those bite marks!” Mao maintained, directing his finger over to Makoto's upper shoulder - where his shirt had slipped a little during the gruelling practice.
Hokuto peered over, poking at the little teeth marks that had become a bruise on Makoto's skin. Makoto jumped back, pulling his shirt up to cover his exposed shoulder again.
“She’s just possessive…. I tried to ask for it to not be in places that were too obvious” Makoto lamented, fidgeting. The other boys gave each other knowing looks.
“Stooop it” Makoto complained, picking up on the other boys held back laughs. He covered his face with his hands, aggressively trying to fight back a blush. Subaru mimicked him, which earned him a rightfully deserved kick that made Subaru somehow begin uncontrollably laughing. The others began to join in, leaving a flustered Makoto to attempt to act unbothered by his unit mates.
Makoto managed to forget this interaction till later, where they were in the shared unit changing rooms pulling off their sweaty practice clothes . He had pulled his shirt halfway up his back before tensing and quickly attempting to pull it back down. He looked around to see if anyone had noticed the thing he had been dreading them to see the most, but any prayers he may have sent were unanswered as he locked eyes on Hokuto, who was staring at him wide-eyed.
“She really must be some kind of monster” Hokuto commented, as he turned around to continue changing for himself. Subaru and Mao looked at the exchange in confusion, clearly prying to know more.
Makoto frantically waved his hands in front of him in a ‘no’ motion, hoping that Hokuto would clue himself in. Hokuto chose to have mercy on him that day, as he chose to not repeat what he had seen to the other members of Trickstar. Makoto sighed in relief before realising that he still had the slight issue of the fact that he needed to change while Mao and Subaru were staring at him like he held the secrets of the universe.
Makoto knew there was probably no avoiding the issue, and resigned himself to the fact that the other two members would have to see too. He lifted his shirt, turning back around so he could grab his clean shirt from the benches behind him. As he turned, the two remaining members let out a gasp from behind him.
They were probably getting a great look of the long, red scratch marks up and down the entirety of his backside Makoto thought, grimacing. He quickly slipped his clean shirt onto himself and buttoned it up, pretending that nothing was wrong. As he turned back around, he saw his three friends communicating with each other through eye contact alone, clearly all a bit shocked at the state of Makoto’s body.
“Just… ignore it” Makoto pleaded, knowing that he couldn't ignore the elephant in the room. His friends nodded and returned to their own business, all thoroughly even more interested in just who Makoto’s mystery girl could be. After all, she clearly liked leaving quite the mark onto the blonde's body that she was his. They waited till everybody piled out of the changing room and split up their own ways before discussing it with each other, making sure Makoto was out of earshot.
“Do you think it’s someone we know?” Mao wondered. Subaru tapped his finger against his chin, imitating a person deep in thought.
“The producer?” He suggested, before shaking his head “no… she would not be that type of person..”.
“I really cannot think of who it may be” Hokuto confessed. The other two nodded.
“So we really have no idea?” Subaru questioned, slumping. They made little noises of thought for a few moments before all eventually realising they had to give up.
“I'm sure Makoto will tell us eventually” Mao claimed, attempting to keep raise Subarus' spirits. The ginger nodded and gave him a thumbs up.
“You're right! Ukki wont keep it a secret for long! And then we can question this mystery girl!” Subaru announced. With this conclusion, the group fully split up, letting themselves concentrate on the other business they had for their day.
———
“Izumi-san!” Makoto yelped, attempting to carry the weight of the silver haired boy who had just launched himself at him out of seemingly nowhere.
“Yuuuuu-kun! I missed you so much!” Izumi declared, flopping himself into Makotos arms. Makoto patted Izumi good naturedly, a soft smile creeping his way onto his face.
“You can’t just jump onto me, what if I didn't catch you in time?” Makoto said, attempting to be stern. His strict facade fell as soon as Izumi looked up at him, face filled with affection and a goofy smile.
“I know that my Yuu-kun will always catch me, so i'm never worried～♪” Izumi insisted, finally standing himself up. His smile never left the now-flustered Makoto (and oh, did Izumi love how easily Makoto grew flustered) and he couldn't resist the urge to wrap the smaller blonde in a bone crushing hug.
Makoto didn’t resist, there was no reason to act like the way Izumi showed affection bothered him when it was just the two of them. Sure, it had been extremely overbearing in the past, but their relationship had grown past it and set boundaries that were always followed. Izumi knew when to stop now, and unless given the sign that Makoto was genuinely uncomfortable, he allowed himself to indulge in his possessive and loving urges.
Izumi began pressing soft kisses into the small of Makoto's neck, enjoying the warm feeling of the skin against his lips. Makoto tilted his head up to give Izumi more room to do so, and Izumi took this as a sign to continue his pampering. He began darting his tongue across the exposed skin, tasting the slight salt from sweat and the wonderful taste of his Makoto. The Makoto he had always known and loved.
Makoto didn't know how long they stayed like that, Izumi pressing open mouthed kisses onto his neck, before noises outside suddenly and rudely alerted him that they were doing this action in a public space. To be more specific, the classroom that Makoto was meant to be finishing some tasks in before returning to his unit mates.
Makoto didnt have time to push Izumi off him before he saw the familiar sight of his friends pushing open the door, seemingly searching for what he was up to.
“UKKI-“ Subaru had started, before abruptly stopping and taking in the sight laid out before him. Makoto could only imagine what he and Izumi looked like right now, his neck open and Izumi draped over him - kissing him.
“SENA-SENPAI??” Subaru yelled, seemingly having found his voice again. The three Trickstar members were open-mouthed, gawking at what they were seeing. Makoto pushed Izumi away and darted his eyes around, wondering if it was worth making a sudden exit from the classroom alltogether.
“He’s your girlfriend?” Mao questioned, disbelief lacing his voice. Izumi lit up.
“Yuu-kun calls me his girlfriend?” The silver haired asked, looking at the blonde. Makoto just covered his face.
“We just assumed that he… nevermind” Hokuto attempted, looking from one boy to the other in confusion.
‘Guys.. I'm..” Makoto started, before trailing off. He removed his hands from his face and took a deep breath.
“Me and Izumi-san spoke things out a while ago. I then realised I…. Had feelings for him? Something of the sort..” he attempted to explain, voice meek.
“So you began dating that seaweed head??” Subaru remarked, still shocked.
Just as Izumi was about to reply with a snappy comment, Makoto cut himself back into the conversation.
“I guess? We haven't made anything official yet? I know you guys dont have the best footing with him… but I really like him? So i’d appreciate it if you could all get along?” He attempted, flitting his eyes at his friends and back at Izumi.
The group went silent, lost in thought.
“If it makes you happy, I can do that” Hokuto finally announced, looking at his unit mates in confirmation. They all nodded, slowly accepting.
Makoto gave them a grateful smile and turned back to Izumi.
“I said all this assuming you’d be my boyfriend, that is.. if you don't-“ Makoto started, unable to finish as Izumi cut directly in.
“Of course I do! I've been waiting my whoooole life for Yuu-kun to say he wants to date me. Oh! I'm just so happy!” Izumi gushed, pulling Makoto in for another big hug. Makoto sighed good-naturedly, unable to actually return the hug as his arms were in the process of being crushed by Izumi's grip.
“I'm glad you’re happy Ukki. I can't say I was expecting it to be him of all people.. but you don't seem scared or uncomfortable anymore, and that's good enough for me” Subaru accepted, voice bright again.
“I agree” Mao added, giving Makoto a little thumbs up. Makoto couldn't help but feel so grateful for his friends and their understanding
He certainly wouldn't let them see his marks anymore, though, especially when they now knew exactly who it came from.
He would rather die.