h_itoshi | [Christmas Gift Fic] #3 - Skills you don't need as an idol

Title: Skills you don't need as an idol
Prompt: #3 - Wearing tuxedos
Wordcount: 555

Nikaido makes a grimace at himself in the mirror and tugs the bow tie off for probably the seventh time. The bow tie knot simply doesn't want to work with him, and why should he even have to know how to do it? He had to call his mother and ask how to make one, but she only laughed at him and told him too google it.

Nikaido did and now he's been through like ten tutorials and it just doesn't work. He tosses the black ribbon on the covers of the hotel bed and sits down next to it to sulk. He's an idol, he can skate and sing and dance and make a goddamn backflip, he's content with those skills. He doesn't need to be able to make a bow tie knot.

Only the thing is that one of Senga's best friends is getting married and he can't wear a tuxedo without the bow tie, even he knows that much.

He didn't want to ask, it often makes him feel useless, but he figures there is no turning back now.

“Kentooo!” He whines, and he's pouting when Senga's head peak out of the bathroom. “I can't do it.”

“What?” Senga asks and steps out of the bathroom, halfway through fixing his hair, wearing the shirt and vest but no jacket yet.

Nikaido takes the bow tie and gives it an unenthusiastic wave. “I can't do it. It gets too short on one side or totally uneven or just... bad.”

Senga smiles at him, but it's not a mean smile, just the one he wears when he thinks Nikaido's really cute. “You're really trying, aren't you?”

“Yes!” Nikaido pouts, because he rarely makes this much effort to learn anything. “Teach me.”

“Sure.” Senga says softly and takes the bow tie from Nikaido's hands to place it around his neck. “You start off a little assymetrical... And then this goes over here...”

Nikaido tries to look at Senga's hands and what they're doing around his neck, but it's difficult and he ends up watching the concentration on his face instead.

“... And then this goes in here, so basically you end up with double wings.” Senga finishes and Nikaido feels the knot tighten a little around his neck and it's almost uncomfortable, but he's probably just not used to the feeling.

He looks up at Senga, who's smiling so damn cutely at him, proud of his work, and Nikaido raises his hand to place it behind Senga's head and pull him down for a kiss. Senga's still smiling against his lips when they brush, but pulls away before Nikaido can try anything.

“... You didn't learn, did you.” Senga states as he looks down at Nikaido who just whines. “I'm not letting you get anywhere you know, these clothes cost a fortune and we're not ruining them.”

“Fine.” Nikaido grumbles after a short silence. “At least let me kiss you, you look hot in that.”

Senga looks down at him for a moment, then takes on his stern voice. “... Just one kiss.”

Nikaido rolls his eyes but agrees, and then pulls Senga into his lap and pushes his hands under his shirt, and he's pretty sure that Senga forgets it was only supposed to be one kiss.