Characters: Yokoyama Yu, Maruyama RyuheiLocation: Maruyama's apartmentRating: NC-17/RSummary: incompleteWarnings: none yetYoko walked tiredly to Maru's, wondering what his friend would do once he told him what had happened. Would he react like Ryo had done and punch him, then throw him out? Would he actually listen to what Yoko had to say? There was really only one way to find out.Part of himself wondered why he was going to Maru for this, but who else could he turn to? Maru was the most understanding next to Yasu, and Yasu...well. Yoko knew that Yasu had a soft spot for Ohkura and would no doubt be as upset as Ryo, if not more so. Why had he kissed Ohkura, even with the thought that he was slightly tipsy, let alone drunk enough to confuse him for Ryo. Hina was going to be pissed, that was for sure.Finally Yoko arrived at Maru's and buzzed to be let in.
Supporting Yoko's body as he sat up, Maru opened one of the bottles with cold medicine and handed it to him, gesturing him to drink it out and as he obediantly did so Maru turned to the table again and took the bowl and a spoon in his hand and looked back at Yoko, "You need to eat nomatter what, would you rather do it yourself or should I feed you?"
Yoko downed the cold medicine, grimacing at the disgusting taste, then put it back on the bedside table before replying. "No, I'll...feed myself, thank you," he replied carefully, trying to avoid snapping at Maru, who he knew was only trying to help. "I'm not incapable, you know."Taking the bowl and spoon, he sat with it in his lap for a few minutes, staring at it before aware that Maru's eyes were on him. "Fine, I'm eating..." he sulked, taking a mouthful and chewing it slowly. It wasn't that bad, as far as food went; Maru was one of the best cooks out of all of them. It was just that he really wasn't in the mood for food (for once) and being sick, he just wanted to sleep.
Maru looked down on the bedsheets and felt bad, he only wanted Yoko to recoverer as quick as possible, but he didn't want to push him to eat either if he didn't want to.. "I'm sorry.. you don't have to eat if you don't want to.." Maru said, his voice very tiny, "I-it's just that your body need energy to fight off the cold.. And I figured you were kinda drained after last night.. a-a-and this morning." Maru's cheeks turned slightly pink again but he keept his eyes down.
Feeling even worse now that he'd hurt his boyfriend's feelings, Yoko looked up and patted Maru's hand apologetically. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I'm just really tired, and my throat hurts, and... I just want to cuddle with you, if that's ok?" he asked, his voice hoarse as he tried to apologise. He tried to eat more of the food, but it stuck in his throat, making him cough uncontrollably and wave his arms around in panic. "Ryu-chan..."
Maru took the bowl out of Yoko's hands and placed it on the table and nodded understanding, his hand went to Yoko's back patting it, not wanting Yoko to choke on his food. He looked apolegetic at his boyfriend and asked "If there is anything you need, you ned just tell me, okay? A glass of water? O-or maybe something to make your blood-sugar level higher? Or-"
Yoko shut Maru up with a gentle kiss, pulling him on top of him and into the bed with him. "Stay with me, Ryu-chan," he whispered softly and kept his arms around Maru. "I don't need anything. Just you," he added contentedly, brushing hair back from Maru's face so he could look into his eyes.
Maru got surprised by Yoko's sudden kiss, but quickly gave in to it and close his eyes and let himself be pulled down. When he opened his eyes again he looked directly down into Yoko's eyes, even tho they were a bit blank because of the cold, they still were so warm, friendly and so honest. Maru felt that he could loose himself inside those eyes. He planted a small light kiss on Yoko's lips, then he looked a Yoko and smiled sheepishly "Good that I'm all yours then~"
Smiling, Yoko sank back into the bed, sliding down with Maru in his arms until they were cuddling, his face buried in Maru's soft hair. "I love the smell of your shampoo," he smiled, sniffing appreciatively. "I'll have to nick that off you," he teased, trying to chuckle until it hurt his throat and he stopped.
Maru hugged Yoko tight as they lay there, and let his hands run up and down his back, patting him softly whenever he could feel a cought making its way to the other ones troat. "But if you steal it off me, then my hair won't smell like this anymore~" he chuckled happily against Yoko's skin, his lips from time to time placing small butterfly kisses on the skin he could reach.
"Mmmmm, that is a problem," Yoko whispered, his face still in Maru's hair. Content to stay like this, he enjoyed the feather-light kisses Maru was giving him, an appreciative moan escaping him a few times. "If you keep doing that...."He left it up to Maru's imagination as to what would happen if he kept kissing him like that and making his body heat up even more than it already was, his head starting to hurt. It was this part of being sick that he hated the most and it irritated him. Closing his eyes, he let himself drift off to sleep, happy to let Maru keep doing whatever he wanted to him; it kept his mind off the cold.
"..then I'll continue when you feel better again~" he whispered and placed a last gently kiss on the soft skin and he then let himself rest more, his eyes closing and his body slowly growing heavier in Yoko's arms."Ne Kimichan.." he muttered out already half asleep, more as a statement to himself as he was not sure that Yoko was still awake to hear it "when we wake up again.. I'll make you something real delicious to eat.."