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Six Same Disasters

Summary:

Through a strange turn of events, you manage to meet the members of your favorite idol group, F6. But they're not quite what you expected. And now it seems like you're becoming friends with them? Was it good luck or bad luck that these human disasters seem to have become attached to you?

Notes:

I was thinking about how people in the fandom seem to see the Matsus as super hot dreamboats when they’re all such disgusting losers and I got inspired to write this. One thing to note: they will be slightly different than their canon idol versions. Like they all have their normal brown hair because I felt like the colored hair was too anime. There won’t be any pairings in this fic with the reader, but lots of friendship and some casual polyshipping. Enjoy!

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You took a quick look around to make sure the coast was clear before opening the metal door and slipping in from the alleyway. Your friend Maki had really come through for you and assured you this door would be open during a small window of time. Maki knew how to work her connections. It had taken turning in a lot of favors and making many future promises on your part, but she had been able to find a friend’s sister’s cousin’s roommate’s boyfriend who was working security at this building. Through some sort of social witchcraft, she was able to procure a promise that the guy would “forget” to lock a particular door that led to the back of the studio where you would then be able to get to the dressing room of the one and only F6.

 

Hoooly shit this is it. I’m in! You took a moment to listen for any footsteps down the hallway and proceeded to creep slowly down the hall towards where you were told the dressing room would be. F6 was still a fairly new group being produced by a brand new production studio: MTS Entertainment. They had only debuted a month ago but had quickly gained some attention due to them being identical sextuplets. You had first heard of them because the small production studio that they worked for had decided to locate their headquarters in your town.

 

Their debut song, Six Same Faces , had left you enraptured. The music video showed each of their shining, unique personalities while the lyrics spoke of the deep loving bond that comes with being six identical brothers. They even share a dressing room everywhere they go! What beautiful brotherly love! Your heart fluttered a bit and you took one final turn and saw the door with “Dressing Room” stamped across it.

 

Alright, the moment of truth! Get in, find something to take, and get out. Easy. You pressed your ear to the door. No sounds. Slowly and silently, you turned the knob and pushed the door open a couple inches. You looked around the room, checking through the reflection in the mirror as well. Nobody. You tried to ignore your heart dropping just a bit. You knew it was way risky, but you couldn’t help but hope for a chance encounter with one of the F6 members.

 

You opened the door just far enough to slip inside and then leaned over the doorknob so you could close the door silently. You let out a breath before straightening and turning to face the room.

 

A pair of surprised eyes stared right back at you.

 

A man was crouched in one corner of the room, out of sight of the doorway and mirror. Your mind went blank. Both of you were frozen in shock. Your gaze took in his perfectly mussed hair and purple costume. Ichimatsu.

 

Ichimatsu seemed to recover first and he jumped to his feet. He shuffled a bit and his gaze darted around. “A...ah! My princess! I sent you a message within your dream,” he said to a spot in the corner of the room and ended the sentence in a pose with his hand stretched out as if asking you to come closer.

 

Your heart fluttered at hearing one of Ichimatsu’s mysteriously cool phrases. And he was standing there looking right at you! Well… at a spot near where you were standing. “I uh…” You racked your brain for something to say. The mysterious and charismatic Ichimatsu of F6 was standing barely ten feet away from you and you could only stand with your mouth gaping open. The silence was starting to affect him too. His gaze was darting around even quicker and his outstretched hand was starting to tremble. You took a step closer.

 

The door opened with a bang and your heart flew into your throat. “Heyyy Ichimatsu, are you dressed yet? Totoko is bitching about us not-” The man who had opened the door stopped when he saw the two of you. One of his hands was holding a can of beer and the other was paused at his stomach mid-scratch. You realized his outfit was a red version of the one Ichimatsu was wearing. Osomatsu. The charming and refreshing leader of the F6.

 

A woman in pigtails stormed in behind Osomatsu. “What the hell did you just say you worthless-”

 

Osomatsu spun around to the woman, raising his hands in defense. “T-Totoko! Look! Ichimatsu has a girl in our room!”

 

Totoko turned her glare on you and you took a step back but you were saved from having to say anything by yet another person barging in. “Totoko-chaaaan! What has this disgusting excuse for an eldest brother been doing? I’m here for you, my cute Totoko-chan!” You could see some drool falling from his open mouth onto his green costume. Choromatsu. The refined and beautiful genius.

 

“Shut the hell up, Fappymatsu. I heard Ichimatsu-niisan snuck a girl in here!” Another man came around the door, this one wearing a pink costume. Todomatsu. The cute and innocent fairy. “Eeeeh, there really is a girl here! You weren’t gonna do anything perverted to her, were you nii-san?”

 

“Heh! Do not worry, my brother. On your path of love I would be happy to guide you! After all, I am a master in the ways of romance, of the womanly heart.” Now there was a man in sunglasses and a blue costume in the room. He was also wearing a cowboy hat that was overrun with sequins. He tipped his hat and shot a finger-gun at you. “For such a fine lady as yourself should only-”

 

He was cut off by a bolt of yellow shooting into the room with a yell. “YEEEEAAAH NII-SAN! HOME RUN!” Once he slowed down a bit you were able to see his face and recognize him. Jyushimatsu. The sweet prince. And the one in that awful hat has to be the brash and manly Karamatsu.

 

“Shut up, Shittymatsu. I wanna know what Ichimatsu-niisan is doing in here with a girl!”

 

“Yeah, what were you gonna do? Show her your cat toys?”

 

“HUSTLE HUSTLE THIRD BASE STEEEAAAL!”

 

“Karamatsu! I told you to stop it with those awful lines! You’re gonna scare off all the fans!”

 

“Hey Ichimatsu, have you seen her boobs yet?”

 

Your gaze shot from person to person making your head spin. They were all shouting over each other and at Ichimatsu. You twisted around to look at Ichimatsu. He was still stuck in the same pose and the trembling in his hand had spread to his entire body. He caught your eye and started sweating along with shaking. Just when you started to worry he would pass out, he jumped up on a table, pulled down his pants, and dropped a huge load.

 

You decided then was a good time to faint.

 

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When you awoke, the first thing you saw was a large bald man in a lab coat sitting next to you. “Ah, good good,” he said in a slow, deep voice. “It seems you don’t have any major injuries, so we’ll just give you this shot and you’ll be up and about in no time!” Into you view came the largest needle you had ever seen. Your eyes widened in panic and you tried to scooch away from the doctor.

 

“Now, now, Professor Dekapan. I don’t think that will be necessary. She seems like a healthy young lady.” An older woman with her greying hair pulled back in a bun walked over to where you were laying. You saw now that you were in a small, cozily-furnished room. Someone had laid you on a plush couch against one wall. The muffled bass of an upbeat pop song could be heard through the walls. Rehearsal must be going on right now.

 

“I heard that you met my sons. They’re such energetic boys, aren’t they?” She tilted her head fondly towards the pumping music. But when she turned back to you, her eyes were cold. “And you will never breathe a word of what you’ve seen here, will you? We wouldn’t want any unsightly rumors to spread and make my boys unhappy, would we?”

 

You squeaked out a “yes ma’am” and nodded your head frantically. You still weren’t convinced that what had happened to you wasn’t some long, horrible nightmare. The boys’ mother smiled.

 

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A car was brought around to take you home. You hardly remembered the ride because of how much your mind was whirling. Memories of what you had just witnessed flashed before you. Those were the members of F6, you were positive about that. The hours you had spent collecting pictures of them had etched their identical faces into your mind. But the way they had acted…

 

You shuddered at the thought of Osomatsu slouched over and scratching himself crassly and the drool falling from Choromatsu’s mouth as he fawned over that loud woman, Totoko. You blushed when you remembered the lewd remarks Todomatsu had made. You weren’t sure what to think about how Karamatsu and Jyushimatsu had acted. And then Ichimatsu had… he had…

 

You shook your head quickly. Maybe if you never thought of that moment again, it would fade from your memory.

 

When you arrived home, the sun was starting to set. I’ve only been out for a few hours. That thought felt strange to you for some reason. You heard the car pull away without so much as a “goodbye”. You went inside, called out a greeting to your mom, climbed the stairs to your room, and flopped down on your bed. You felt too tired to move. You simply stared at the ceiling until you passed out, still in your clothes.