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This is set at a point where Misaki is more comfortable with their relationship. You know how he always freaks out and usually can't say I love you, in the anime at least? Here, he's past that. So… keep that in mind, I'm trying not to make it OOC. Also, don't own Junjou Romantica. Obviously.

You sigh as he finally rolls off you. It's not so much his weight as the fact that, even though his body temperature always seems to be lower than yours, he's still too warm to be pressed right up against you after sex. You love him. You really and truly do and even after all these years together the feelings haven't grown any less strong. If anything, they've only grown to be stronger. And he loves you too. He's verified it so many times. Over and over. At first you didn't really believe him. He was in love with your brother after all. There's no way he could've fallen for you that fast, not when he's been in love for so many years. And, besides, you fell for him first. You, the one who'd never even been in a real relationship before (even though you were loath to admit it, grade school didn't count). There was no way someone like him could fall for someone like you (your brother you could understand, after all, he's everything you're not). You believe him now though. And that's all you ever really needed to be comfortable.

Something's been weighing on your mind for a while now. You've been waiting for the right moment to bring it up. And now, while you're both calm and relaxed and satisfied seems to be the best time all week. So you roll onto your side to face him and give voice to your thoughts.

"You want to spend forever together, right?" At this point, he looks a little worried. You'd been preoccupied all week, ever since your yearly physical. He noticed even as you tried to hide it.

"Of course I do. Why?"

"And you'd do anything to make me happy, right?" He looks even more worried and you begin to get the feeling that you're going about this conversation the wrong way.

"Yeah…"

"I want you to quit smoking." Even though you've said it before, he must hear the new note in your voice this time because he stays quiet. "Before you said that you'd quit when you die but today you're almost an hour closer." You sound distressed and you're about to cry and you know it but this isn't a conversation you can skip.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't want to spend just my whole life with you, I want to spend our entire lives together. "When I went to the doctor, I saw these posters… Did you know that for every cigarette you smoke, you're seven minutes closer to dying? And you're older than me, Usagi-san. That already means that I'll probably outlive you and with every cigarette you smoke, you just guarantee that it happens."

"Misaki, I-" He's cut off by your whisper.

"Did you know that every cigarette you smoke is another seven minutes that I'm going to be without you?" It's one of those very few moments where you manage to shock him into silence.

"I don't know how you do it. I've said it before and I'll say it again, but it never ceases to amaze me how much better you are with words than I am." He ruffles your hair and presses a slow kiss that tastes like tears to your lips. "I'll quit. For you, I'd do anything."

Yep. So that's it. I kinda feel the urge to continue it (it seems unfinished and way too short) but multi-chaptered stories always give me issues… I'll probably give it a shot though. And I'm working on a Sekaiichi Hatsukoi fanfic so watch out for it. It'll be Hatori/Chiaki. If I ever get around to finishing it... Anyways, this one made me tear up. Hopefully you all liked it.