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Title<\/b>: Excuses, Excuses
\nUnit for Points<\/b>: Kis-My-Ft2
\nWord Count<\/b>: 100
\nCharacters\/Pairings<\/b>: Senga\/Nikaido
\nAuthor’s Notes:<\/b> All right guys, somebody needs to start giving Arashi a run for their money this week. <\/p>\n

Excuses, Excuses<\/b><\/p>\n

“Too hot.”<\/p>\n

Nikaido looked down. Senga was sprawled on the hotel bed, hair wet, towel askew, eyes closed. Nikaido raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t.”<\/p>\n

“Is<\/i>.” Senga insisted. <\/p>\n

Nikaido snorted. In the course of their relationship, Senga had shot down Nikaido’s complaints of being too tired, too sore, and on one occasion too ankle-sprained for sex. <\/p>\n

But arguing with Senga was like telling Fujigaya to sleep with people his own age. Instead, Nikaido stalked to the aircon control, and pressed some buttons. <\/p>\n

The temperature dropped several degrees; Senga’s eyes opened. <\/p>\n

Nikaido, looming over him, reached for Senga’s towel. “You won’t need this.”<\/p>\n