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.
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.."