The Disappearance of Osomatsu-san Drabbles

Musical AU (Kareshi, Kuroshi, & Jyushi)

"You're disgusting."

"Nah, bro. You're just jealous."

"Why would you find enjoyment in that?"

"Look, any part of his body pressed against me is a great feeling, especially if the part is just where my crotch is. His legs are no exception, and do you know how soft his legs are? Absolutely amazing, lemme tell ya."

Kareshi's eye twitched in annoyance as he glared at his twin from the other side of the bed. If Jyushi weren't in the center of the bed and between the brothers, lightly snoring and sleeping soundly, he would have choked Kuroshi without a second thought. However Jyushi got his leg up in that position, Kareshi didn't want to know, but poor Kareshi had to deal with his very perverted twin who apparently found Jyushi's leg against his crotch very arousing.

Jyushi was facing Kuroshi and had his back turned on Kareshi, but his body was leaning against the older twin while his legs were somewhat curled, but one unfortunately managed to knee Kuroshi's crotch. And that look on Kuroshi's face wasn't scrunched in pain, oh no. That fucker was enjoying every second of it.

"Ngh.." Jyushi mumbled in his sleep, nuzzling his cheek against Kareshi's chest. He shifted his legs, but unfortunately, the one clamped between Kuroshi's legs and pressed against his crotch only added more pressure. Of course, it was unfortunate for Kareshi. But for Kuroshi? Not too much, or to be more precise, not at all.

His grin was smug as fuck, and Kareshi would have slapped it away from his face if he didn't have to risk Jyushi waking up.

"Oh my god, don't move." Kuroshi chuckled, that statement obviously directed at the sleeping male between him and his twin. He reached out to brush some of Jyushi's hair away from his face, and leaned in to give the other a kiss on the forehead, before patting his hair affectionately. Jyushi nuzzled onto Kuroshi's hand, and Kareshi would be lying if he said he didn't feel a little bit jealous that his twin was getting all the attention. "This feels great. Add a bit more force, and it'll feel amazing-"

"Can you stop talking now." Kareshi hissed through gritted teeth. "It's disgusting." Whether it be out of acttual disgust or mild jealousy, Kareshi wasn't lying; it really was gross to be related to someone who considered being kneeled in the crotch a pleasure.

Kuroshi, like the little shit that he was, only smirked. "Vanilla kinks aren't real kinks, bro." He said, before kissing the crown of Jyushi's head.

"Shut the fuck up-" Kareshi was cut off when Jyushi suddenly turned a bit, managing to pull his leg away from Kuroshi's crotch, but replacing it with a foot instead. The sudden kick made Kuroshi make a grunt that Kareshi preferred not hearing in the first place, but suddenly, one of Jyushi's hands lowered a bit, and started pawing at Kareshi's boxers.

Oh my god, please no-

The gods must have hated him, because Jyushi's hand stopped moving and placed right on his boxers. On top. Where a bump was.

And then Jyushi continued to snore lightly, blissfully unaware of the awkward position he just put the twins in.

Kuroshi clicked his tongue in annoyance. "No fair. Why do you get a handjo-"

Face red and his dignity gone the moment Jyushi touched his crotch, Kareshi screamed at his twin. "Kuroshi, for fuck's sake, shut the fuck up!"