Ryuji "Bon" Suguro Drabbles

Hot Springs (pt 1)

Treating victims affected by the maisma day in and day out wore on everything. Perhaps the adults and senior staff were equipped for such stress but it slowly became apparent at nearly ten days straight that the young exwires were dragging severely that the chance of it hindering the saving of lives became obvious to Ms. Shura overlooking the youth.

"You all have the day off! Better yet, you're taking a field trip to the Kurama Onsen! You lucky little bastards better be well rested after those hot springs because we need all hands on deck."

Sure enough everyone was excited. Almost everyone. Now standing behind the screen that led out to the riverside alkaline hot springs, you were beyond unsure. These were your friends and your classmates. People you fought beside and for. But after changing in front of everyone, your seed of self doubt was sowing itself well into your worry.

'Everyone else is so...' you pinch the squishy area around your waist. No single piece bathing suit was going to hide that jiggle. Then you looked down at the unimpressive set of tits on your body. Why was all your fat around your belly and things but Shimei could have a double D with a waist as small as Izumo. And Izumo, toothpick thin and shapely. You were, well the complete opposite of that. Standing behind the sheer divider you could hear everyone having fun.

Flirting, cat calling, horsing around. It made your skin crawl. No one could see you like this. All that fun would turn to quiet stares as they tried not to say anything about you. Shima wouldn't flatter you like Shimei or Izumo. Rin wouldn't swish his tail back and forth when you came out. Bon would just-

"Where's y/n?" That was Bon's voice. You perk up even startled to hear anyone, yet alone him, be the one to call out the missing person. Listening more intently you lean into the paper thing divider.

"Man I don't know," Of course it was Shima clear as day, "Why focus on one chick when there's so many here! Oh this is heaven!"

"Tck," Bon snorted at his friend's flippant remarks. Far too earnest to hear what they were saying. You give yourself away when your leaning takes the poor divider off it's feet.

Not the entrance you planned on making with the clatter of the false wall hitting the stone flooring with no remorse. Morbidly red in the face all eyes are on you in your bathing suit like it or not.

"Oh, there she is," Shima nonchalantly laughed with an elbow into his friend's side.

Absolute horror etched into your face only worsen when you scramble for a towel and march off towards the furthest springs. Shimei doing her best to diffuse your embarrassment and invite you over to the steam bath with her and Izumo. Seeing them in their cute two piece suits only remind you at the ugly duckling you are at this spa.

Some distance away you at least can't hear them anymore. And the hot pool furthest away from everyone was at least around a slight corner. Out of sight out of mind. Knowing you'd have to loiter in this water until everyone went in just to save your dignity. Without even thinking you put your towel up on the bamboo racks out of reach and let yourself settle into the body aching savior of the natural hot springs. Perhaps you'd hear the inside joke of 'Bulldozer y/n' later on back at the field office. Now though you were alone and about damn time you were going to enjoy it even in your ugly glory.

"...hey," Your eyes shoot open after what feels like only mere seconds. Above you Bon towering over you in his overly yellow trunks and his rooster hair pushed back with his trusty headband. Your cheeks set fire but you're sure the steam saves you from that embarrassment.

"B-Bon- Oh, what are you- What are you doing over here?" You try and play it off as cool. Slinking over to the opposite of the pool hoping it wasn't obvious when you lowered yourself into the water. Face and shoulders only showing there was little chance to be made fun of for that.