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Usually, in the CANON, I explore creating a fictional universe with the hopes that youâll follow along with your own world. Every fourth week, Iâm releasing an AU story or an exclusive with one of the members of Apple Hair. This time, we have the sixth chapter of Onsen Boys! Weâre following David and Seiya on their trip to Japan.
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If youâre new here, Apple Hair is a fictional, Asian American boy band from HawaiÊ»i. Iâm Airen, and this particular short story draws on my experiences in Japan.
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âDid it live up to your expectations?â I ask.
David dries his hair, again, in the locker room. Weâre dressed again, and we have the place to ourselves. It felt a little sad to finally leave the silver springs. Nah. It was tragic.
âOh, it was breathtaking,â David says. A bit more air than usual goes through his voice. It makes him cuter. Easier to tease.
âNo, I was talking about my muscles thoâ.â
He splutters, almost tripping on nothing. âSeiya, weâre not talking about that.â
âYeah, all about the water,â I say, grinning as his cheeks pinken.
After exiting the locker room, I put my hand on Davidâs. We hold hands for a little while. Until we have to get our shoes from the locker outside.
As David laces up his shoes, his damn wet hair speaks to me. Asking me to draw it back. I tuck a strand behind his ear, and he leans into my touch a bit. We stay in the warmth until the onsen employee tells us very politely that we need to leave. Closing up for the night.
âI definitely know now the experience people are talking about,â David says, speaking quickly, almost like Corrin. âThe bathing, the dipping in, relaxing. Wow. I canât say anything bad about it. It was like I was in this separate dimension where itâs so natural, just a part of your day.â
âNot the naked men part then,â I say.
âSeiya!â David tries to smack my arms. Misses. Then he begins to laugh, as if the fumes from the onsen affected him. He doubles over in the middle of the street. When he finally gets a hold of himself, he says, âThis is the vacation I needed. Before our debut. Thanks for coming along.â
I pat his back. Despite my teasing, heâs right. Our trip to the silver springs was magical, and it felt like such an intimate thing. To do with David. I save my jokes for later. Before he bans our trip to the golden springs.
âHungry?â I ask him.
âStarving,â he says. âI heard about a Lawson nearby. Letâs go?â
âLetâs go,â I say. I stop myself. Another dirty joke about the onsen was about to fly out like a rogue buggah.
We walk the deserted streets. The cold eventually does enter my yukata. But the warmth from the onsen overtakes it. It makes it a little bother, not a huge thing like before. David hums our lead single from our debut EP, and I follow along, trying to harmonize. Eventually, we take a detour down a road toward Lawson, following its light like a beacon. We pass a little river by the underpass with a Christmas tree of lights sitting like an afterthought.
âI wonder if soaking makes you hungry?â David says. âThatâs definitely what I feel now, like I could eat everything in sight.â
âDonât mind me either as I go ham,â I say.
We split up at Lawson. I throw pastries into my basket, along with some hojicha lattes and instant ramen that looks good enough to be gourmet. Damn. I really let my hunger control me.
David meets me with his own basket. In it, I spy some spaghetti, an egg sandwich, and a rice bowl. I reach out and nuzzle his head. âWeâre eating well tonight, bro.â
âYes, bro,â David echoes, copying my little lilt. He really must be in a killer mood.
As we walk back, we decide to have a speed walk race. I win thanks to my slightly longer legs. At the apartment, we heat up water in our kettleâfirst thing. Then we sip on our lattes.
âI hope youâre having fun,â David says suddenly.
I put my cup down, half finished. âYeah, I am. Isnât it obvious?â
He gives me a small smile. âI always dreamed of this. For a long time, because of my parents, I thought Iâd never find someone. They made me feel like I could never be loved, or that no one would want a contradiction like me.â
âYouâre not a contradiction,â I say. âAnd I⊠felt the same way. I know our parents are different. Mine were more on the absent side. But the only thing that kept me hoping for love was Ami. She told me Iâd find my person.â
âDo you really think itâs me?â David asks, almost as a murmur.
I take a glance at the food we spilled on the living room table, everything ready to be devoured. âThatâs mad that youâd even ask me that. Yes. And if you doubt yourself again, Iâm throwing you into the onsen. No cap.â
He laughs, taking another sip of his latte as he settles. âIâm certain that itâs you, too, Seiya. Not just because Iâve seen everything now.â
âSo it was impressââ
âShut up,â he says. He wrinkles his nose, but I can tell he wants to burst into laughter. Like a madman.
We dig into our food. David compliments the ramen, which ends up tasting restaurant-quality. âItâs âcause I made it,â I say. After spaghetti and rice balls and so many pastries that we could burst, David opens a pack of green apple Hi Chews. âSomething sweet,â he says, as if the red bean and mochi and danishes werenât.
I gladly accept it. The green apple flavor reminds me of the first time Ami gave me a piece. How old was I? Six?
We wind down, and I turn off the lights. Our first night in Arima Onsen? A smashing success. Thanks to Davidâall thanks to David.
David murmurs something in his sleep. I remind myself before nodding offâthis is just the beginning of our trip. Main event? Still to come.
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