You stood, hesitant, in front of the small house. This is where Karamatsu lived. You had been wondering for the past minute if you should ring the doorbell or not. He might be busy or not at home. Well, it wouldn't matter much if he wasn't there. You would try and if there was no answer, perhaps you'd leave it in front of the door.

Clutching Karamatsu's freshly laundered leather jacket, you walked up to the sliding wood door, if a little robotic-like, then jammed your finger onto the doorbell. Inside the house you heard a few tones ring, then silence. 30 seconds passed. You shrugged, disspointed, and started to lay the jacket in front of the door before suddenly stopping as a series of crashes came from upstairs. There were loud footsteps, some running, and even a cat screeching before the door slammed open, making you jump. Karamatsu stood there, panting and sweating a little bit. He was wearing a black shirt and a deep blue jumpsuit, half way unzipped and sleeves stylishly rolled up to his elbows.

"(y/n)! You're here, at my house, right now. The fates have brought us together once again." He seemed more than a little flustered to see you, but proceeded to go into a cool pose. He never failed to make you smile. Remembering your purpose here, you held out the jacket.

"Well, you gave this to me a few days ago and I've been meaning to give it back but I was suddenly swamped with work. Sorry, I couldn't visit sooner." You gushed. Karamatsu took the jacket, hanging it over his arm, and patted your head.

"Would you like to come in for a bit? I can get you something to eat." He offered.

"Uh, I'm not very hungry, actually. I just came to give back the coat." As soon as you said that your stomach growled, catching you in the lie. Nervously, you spoke again,

"Well, maybe I could eat something." Karamatsu smirked triumphantly, stepping aside to let you in. You took off your sneakers, setting them gently on the floor, and followed Kara into the living room.

"What would you like my Karamatsu lover? A cake? Some crackers? The sweetest lemonade you will ever taste?" He said while basically hopping and twirling around the table. You ran a hand through your hair, thinking it over.

"Perhaps a sandwich will be good, for now?" You suggested. He flipped his hair, dashing into the kitchen immediately. You laughed and sat on the floor next to the round table. What a good boyfriend he would make. You blushed, since when did you start thinking about boyfriends? Or for that matter connecting the two things, boyfriends and Karamatsu, together? You slapped your cheeks, trying to will this intense burning away.

As soon as Karamatsu had left, he came back, balancing a plate on his fingertips, like some high-class butler. Stooping over elegantly, he set the plate down in front of you, presenting a surprisingly plain looking sandwich. You appreciated his efforts nonetheless. In fact, it was actually a bit impressive how graceful he could be at times.

"Hm~. Thinking about something my sweet candy?" Karamatsu asked. You jumped, realizing you had been staring at him the whole time.

"N-No, n-nothing!" You stuttered, embarrassed. Karamatsu grinned and started crawling towards you.

"You suuuure~?" He taunted. Instinctively, you started stuffing your face full of food, to Karamatsu's disspointment. He sat up, kneeling next to you, trying to play it off. You scarfed down the last few bites of sandwich, licking your fingertips a little bit to clean off the crumbs.

"So, (y/n), what would you like to do now?" Karamatsu asked. You shrugged, looking over at him.

"I dunno, what even is there to do? I don't exactly live here." You countered, half chuckling. Kara put a hand on his chin, thinking for a bit until suddenly, an idea popped in his head. He smiled and stood up.

"I have something I want to show you." He said. It really wasn't much to go on at all. You raised an eyebrow suspiciously.

"I promise, I'm not gonna try anything, my handsome. It's something special to me that I want you to see." Somehow, his words seemed to quell your skepticism, despite that this man was practically bursting with ego. You nodded and followed Karamatsu upstairs into the living room. A green couch sat comfy on one side of the room while a bookshelf stood on the other. It was quite cozy, like some long-lost home you never knew.

Karamatsu instructed you to sit on the floor for a minute then proceeded to balance on the arm of the lime sofa. In the corner of the room was a small shelf close to the ceiling. The man reached up and took down a large cardboard box, grunting as he did so.

Nearly tripping over on the way down, Karamatsu made his way to you and set the box by your feet, handling it with obvious care.

"What's inside?" You asked plainly.

"Go ahead and look for yourself." He replied, goading you. You opened the untaped box to be met with any fashion designer's dream. Literally, hundreds and hundreds of designs, fabric swatches, women's and men's fashion magazines. You stared in awe picking up a few papers with prismatic drawings of clothes. They were beautiful; colorful, imaginative, original, everything you ever aspired to be when you were out of college. Karamatsu watched you as your eyes glistened with happiness, feeling satisfied with himself. Of course, you would be the one to get excited about such things. He sat down next to you, going through a few designs himself.

"Did you draw these?" You asked. Karamatsu nodded and smiled.

"Yeah, when I was younger and I actually wanted to do work like this. Some of these are years old. Although, I still made a lot of these clothes and I wear them now."

"Why did you ever stop? These are amazing. I wish I had half the amount of your talent." A pained look came across his face.

"Oh, well, you know, I wasn't gonna be able to make money off it anyways. Not to mention that all my brothers relentlessly teased me about it. I don't show this box to anyone, really." He said, still smiling, but it was becoming apparent how fake it was. You frowned with concern and a little anger.

"I say screw your brothers, then. They obviously are never gonna be able to see your self-evident capabillity. And just because someone gives you crap doesn't mean they're right. I almost didn't go to the school that changed my entire life because my family wouldn't have it." You huffed. Karamatsu grinned.

"You sure do care a lot, (y/n)~."

"W-Well, of course! As a fellow fashion designer and as your friend I think you should be getting all the support you can I-I mean it's important and-" But Karamatsu's arms were already around you, his head resting on your shoulder. You were rigid, face bright pink.

"Thank you.. thank you so much." He held you tigher but you relaxed, this man's sadness was clearly pronounced. Deciding it was best to return the gesture, you slid your arms around him, trying to be comforting as possible.

In that moment, time seemed to slow down, every movement lagging and inert. You felt Karamatsu's shoulders rise up and down, his warm breath trickling down your neck, that familiar sweet scent like a field of bluebells surrounded by pine trees. You felt his weight pressing on you, hands clutching onto your shoulder blades, and his chest hugging yours. Everything was so calm, and despite his actions you were completely at ease with this man. It felt natural, like the two of you were both puzzle pieces that snapped together so easily.

"Karamatsu?" You prodded.

"Hm?"

"Are you gonna let me go anytime soon?"

"No, I wasn't really planning on it. You see, you are an extremely good hugger, a pro. A chance like this can't be passed up."

"Haha, alright. All this hugging is making me sleepy, maybe we could move to the couch if you still wanna stay like this."

"That's a good idea." Suddenly, you were being swept up by Karamatsu's arms as he carried you over to the green couch and set you down gently.

"I could've walked on my own." You joked. Karamatsu only smiled, holding his words back.

He slid onto the couch next to you. There was just enough room to be cozy together. You adjusted as needed, turning to the side and placing an arm on Kara's chest. Perfect.

Within a minute, your friend was snoring softly. His hand placed on your shoulder. Wait, was Karamatsu really just your friend at this point? It didn't seem like it. This wasn't what friends who met a few days ago would do. So what was he to you?

You shifted, looking up at his sleeping face. Sunlight from a window had filtered in, lighting up his features with a certain soft luminosity. Everything seemed so warm and fuzzy inside. You couldn't tell at this point if you had feelings for Karamatsu like that, yet. It had been so long since your last crush, you had quite forgotten what it was like.

Karamatsu smiled, for a moment you had to wonder if he was awake or not. But the quite snoring confirmed it. If anything, he was a little cute. You grinned, closing your eyes, not being able to hold them open any longer. You decided you would think about the manner further another time. Soon, you slipped into a gentle sleep.

Whispers entered your dreams, dissipating the scenery and stirring you from your slumber. Slowly, you opened your eyes, looking up at the blurry figure above you.

"Oh, you're awake." He said. Squinting, the man before you had black smooth hair, a cheeky grin, and big round eyes. Almost exactly like a certain someone you knew.

"Karamatsu..? You're awake already...?" You asked drowsily. The man blinked, confused.

"Don't say he didn't tell you.."

"Who? Tell me what?" You said, starting to push yourself up from the bed. The real Karamatsu was exactly where he was before, sleeping next you. In the room there was 4 - no, 5 - other Karamatsus. They more or less looked the same except for their choice of clothing. You rubbed your eyes, thinking you were just imagining it, but they were still there, surrounding you and the blue Karamatsu.

"Wow, what a brother! Just so happening to forget to tell his date about his other siblings, huh? That's really harsh!" The red Kara joked.

"What do you expect from Kusomatsu?" The purple one commented.

"Uh, maybe we should explain to them. They look pretty confused." The green man offered. The Karamatsus turned back to you.

"Well you see, we're Karamatsu's brothers. We're sextuplets!" They explained. You had to sigh with relief, not a hallucination, not some kind of weird clone experiment. They were twins, but six of them. One by one, they introduced themselves.

"I'm Osomatsu, Kara's only older brother."

"Choromatsu Matsuno, pleased to meet you."

"Ichimatsu..."

"JYUSHIMATSU MATSUNO!"

"And I'm Todomatsu, the youngest." You scratched your head. Why would someone give them such similar names? In any case, these were the brothers that Karamatsu has said teased him about wanting to be a fashion designer. Well, at least they seemed friendly enough.

"Let's go downstairs for a bit, we have a lot of questions to ask." Osomatsu directed. Immediately, the other 4 started leaving. The oldest pulled you along by your wrist.

"What about-"

"Karamatsu? He'll be fine. He's not gonna get up until a lot later. So let's use that time to get to know eachother, yeah?" He grinned. You couldn't help but sheepishly smile along.

Back in the dining room once again, you sat at the round table, the brothers sitting across from you. Todomatsu spoke first,

"Well, I think the first question on everyone's mind is HOW DID KARA GET YOU TO GO ON A DATE WITH HIM!?" The others nodded, and shouted in agreement. You were not prepared for the loudness of this group at all. It was just a constant state of turmoil. Soon, they calmed down, waiting for your response. Once you were sure they wouldn't start up again, you spoke.

"First of all, there's no need to yell, I have fine hearing. Second, I invited Karamatsu to hang out after I met him. He didn't force me to do anything. Thirdly, it wasn't really a date... I just wanted to get a chance to know him better, I guess..."

"Thats's not what it looked like to me." Todomatsu grumbled.

"Even if it wasn't a date that time, what was that upstairs?" Ichimatsu asked.

"Maybe feelings have blossomed forth, right? Hehe!" The oldest said, rubbing his nose. You sighed.

"I'm not sure myself, actually." That caught the other's attention. "I don't really have romantic feelings, I think, but I always feel completely at ease with him, and I have no problems doing that kind of stuff with Kara.

"No, I don't have romantic feelings, not in the way you'd expect, I mean. It's not all fluttery and dizzying. How do you put it, it's more like, natural, if that make sense." You explained, fidgeting with your thumbs. Here you were, spilling your heart out to people you barely knew.

"Like as if you were made to be?" One said.

"Yeah.. Wait, no! Ahhhhg! It's not like that!" You fumbled.

"Haha, of course! C'mon and stay for dinner, our treat. Once we get the food started Karamatsu will come down."

"Well I guess I could eat.."