A/N: Another entry for our self-proclaimed FF war! I intend to go strong until I hit 65, so here's number 57. Just eight more before I attempt to break someone's spirit.
Based off a piece of fanart a friend showed me on a car trip. One of the few times I'll ever look at her phone willingly.
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"He's going to kill you when he wakes up."
Ranmaru and Reiji looked up to give Ai two different looks - one glare and another pleading, as if asking him not to say anything.
"He's not gonna find out if no one says anything." Ranmary grumbled, carefully placing the bright red starfish - bought from the sundry shop a few feet away, most likely - on Camus' chest. It sat right by another, above the several seashells and seaweed that lines the man's stomach in a complex pattern. Ai momentarily wondered at the idea that Reiji and Ranmaru's combined intelects could do such a thing without getting caught, but he also recalled them doing the same thing to Masato a few weeks ago when the younger male had fallen asleep in the common room.
Of course, he'd immediately accused Ren of the prank, not giving a second thought that it could have been someone else. Camus, however, would know exactly who the blame.
With a sigh, Ai waited until both men were done "decorating" their co-worker, before snapping his book shut. The sound caused Camus to jerk suddenly, and he received two looks of horror before Reiji quickly snapped a picture - before Camus really got up and moving - before grabbing Ranmaru's arm and taking off. The silver-haired male didn't need to be told twice to run, especially as Camus peeled the smaller starfish off his sunglasses.
"What-"
Ai pointed toward the two fleeing males while looking in the opposite direction, hardly wanting to be affiliated with them at the moment. They were receiving quite a few looks as it was, being idols and all, and he didn't want his rare day off to be spoiled by a lifeguard or someone asking him to collect his friends from the police box.