The Sane One [Mabudachi Trio]

Based Off Cover/Picture (not mine) ==>

You swore that Hatori was the sanest of your friends. Why did you think that? Well, you always have. Ever since you met the three of them in middle school, you always wondered how Hatori ended up being so close to Ayame and Shigure, who continually proved to be his opposite. And why were you thinking this now? Well, since you’re an adult and old enough to be around men unsupervised, the three Sohma cousins decided to take you on a two week long vacation to a themed beach resort, made to be like a stereotypical, tourist-y Hawaiian vacation.

Well, it was more like it was suggested by Shigure, who was trying to get away from his editor, and latched onto by Ayame. Then those two convinced Hatori before finally deciding on begging you. You were harder to convince than even Hatori was! Which was saying something. Right then you were lounging on a beach chair, an umbrella over your head, with a ukulele playing in the background. You weren’t sure whether to laugh, or be embarrassed as the three Sohma men appeared in grass skirts and leas. You face lit up as they strode over to you, Hatori looking as embarrassed and as miserable as ever.

“Well, what do you think, _____? Do we look attractive or what?” asked Shigure, swaying his hips from side to side. Ayame spun in a circle, then stopped with his back to you and looked over his shoulder, a hibiscus flower to his nose.

“Well, aren’t you going to say anything?” he asked with a smirk. “Or do we look that good that you’re at a loss for words?” You cracked a slow smile, then brought the book you were reading to your face. You glanced between the three of them, and couldn’t contain your chuckles, which soon turned into full blown laughter.

“Y-Yo-You thr-three!” you laughed loudly, arms over your stomach as you curled in your chair. “You three look ridiculous! Hatori! – how could you have let them talk you into this?!” Hatori sighed, and glared at the other two, who were staring at you.

“They wouldn’t stop pestering me until I put it on,” he growled, but the other two just shrugged at him, then Ayame shoved his phone into your hands.

“Take a picture of us, ___! I want this forever!” cheered Ayame, then he and Shigure posed. But with Hatori grumpy, he only crossed his arms.

“Oh, come on, Hatori,” whined Shigure, “trying having a little fun with it.”

“No!” Hatori snapped, turning his back to them. You snapped the picture as Shigure winked and tugged on Hatori’s lea. Handing the phone back to Ayame, the blonde’s face fell.

“Oh, Hari, you ruin the fun,” he pouted, looking over at Hatori, who only came over and sat at the end of your chair.

“I’m taking this silly thing off.” With that, Hatori pulled off the lea and tossed it aside. Then pulled off his cover to show his blue trunks. Yep, Hatori was most defiantly the sane one.