[EDITING] TOUCH | Nakamoto Yuta

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Riing riing riii—

With a groan, Yuta pushed his covers away to reach over to his bedside table, grabbing his phone, he glanced at the screen before answering, pulling it up to his ear and pulling his bedsheets over himself as he curled up in a fetal position, "Hello?"

"Yuta hyung!" The voice was loud in his ear, he pulled the phone away, looking at the caller ID, 'Winwinnie'.

In a slightly annoyed groan, "That Sicheng's phone... why are you calling? Let me sleep...."

"Yuta, it's three P.M."

He hissed, "It's Saturday!"

He could hear the eye roll through the screen, "Anyways, Sicheng and I are taking some of of the kids to the Han River."

Blinking his eyes and rubbing them, ".... and you're calling me.... why?"

"You're coming with us! We'll be picking you up in an hour, be ready or I'm going to drag you out of your bed with my bare hands —yes, that's a threat." The Thai added before hanging up, leaving no room for argument.

   "What.... Ten? Ten?" Looking at the phone, seeing it hung up he groaned. He crawled off the bed, standing up on unstable legs, still sleepy. Feeling half dead, he dug around his closet. Wait a second. He paused, suddenly awake. I don't feel like puking— and it's three P.M.... I didn't wake up at four to puke... those pills must actually work. He thought happily as he took out a blue and red zip up hoodie, white shirt, and some jeans.

After changing he got out a bag, putting in battery packs and some water as well as extra clothes; looking around his room, he saw the white pill bottle on his desk. Walking over he picked it up, it was the pills for dizziness, the orange bottle for the nausea and vomiting was beside it, both had their labels stripped off, he doesn't need anyone knowing the reason of the prescription. When he picked them up he hadn't even left the store before throwing the labels away. He put the white bottle in his bag, beneath the rest of his stuff and zipped it up, swinging it over his shoulder just as a knock was heard.

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"Are you still sleepy?" Sicheng asked him as they sat in the picnic blanket on the field beside the river. Yuta nodded, his eyes taking slow blinks. Sicheng stretches out his crossed legs, patting his thighs, and Yuta looked at him confused. Rolling his eyes, Sicheng gentle grabbed the side of his head and gently pushed him down, "Laid down, you can rest. Ten will entertain them."

Not much long after, he laid down, head on the younger's thighs, watching as Ten, Yukhei, Yangyang, Chenle, Jisung, Jeno, Jaemin, Renjun, and Hendery played around with each other, Ten mediating a game of soccer the kids were playing. Yuta would love to join them but he just woke up and wasn't up for it.

He watched as Ten encouraged them –though at times a bit aggressively— and whenever his "Baby Yangyang" was close enough he'd bring him in for a hug, sometimes give him noogie on the head, or would squish Chenle and Jisung's cheeks and babying them despite being shorter than both. Seeing how well connected and how he got along so well with the boys Yuta could help but subconsciously think, Ten is so good with kids... he's seen the fond look the Thai has in his eyes when he interacts with small children, as well as teenagers, such as now. If he's the father he'd be a great one. –Wait, what am I thinking!? I shouldn't even think about that.

   He shook his head slightly, instead closing his eyes to avoid the cute scene in front of them, instead he focused on the long fingers weaving through his hair. A few minutes passed when he heard someone come running to them, then,

   "Ge, I'm hungry, what do we have?" Chenle's voice sounded high in his ears.

   He felt Sicheng take his hand away from his hair and he nearly whined, already missing the soothing sensation. "Sure, Ten packed from sandwiches, pass me my bag and get them for you." He heard shuffling and then plastic wrinkling, "Here."

   "Thanks Ge. Is Yuta hyung asleep?" He heard Chenle ask as he felt someone card their finger through his soft, blonde hair, "He's older than me but he's so cute."

   The younger squished his cheek and he opened an eye, playfully teased him, with a voice of mock intimidation, "Yah, be careful what you say Chenle-ah."

Chenle shrugged, smiling lopsidedly, still stroking his hair, "Well, what'll you do? Kun has hit me so many times whenever I'm in trouble that I'm practically immune!" He jokes as he took a bite of his sandwich.

   Yuta smiled fondly as he listened to the two converse, the korean in case he wanted to join in, he instead watch how they spoke and the little gestures they made, how Sicheng's hand fall and idly put a comforting weight on his head and would come off to point or make a hand gesture while speaking.

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    "Did you have fun today hyung?" Ten asked as the kids pulled Sicheng away, looping his arm around his.

He nodded, a smile stretching his lips, "Hm. It was nice being outside and seeing the others have fun freely..." he said, a bit sentimental before look back to Ten's t-shirt's sleeves were rolled up to fit like a tanktop, showing off his arms which had tanned from the playing with the others in the sun.

   Ten agreed, "It was nice, next time you should join us, I want to see how well you can actually play soccer and I can beat you."

   "What do you mean? You've seen me play, in way better than you are!" He smiled as they childishly argued.

   A mock scoff, "We'll see... your skills have gotten rusty after not playing eh?"

   "Rusty?!" He reaches out to tug him into a noogie, only for the younger to escape his grasp, running, and not thinking twice, he ran after him, smiling brightly as he pasted the Sicheng and the youngsters who chased after them, and momentarily forgetting everything important.

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Thoughts?

I'm thinking perhaps each chapter would focus on each member involve like this one was focused on Sicheng and Ten

What'd you think?

[may 26, 2021]