The day had been tiring and uneventful; Misaki dragged himself up to the apartment, heaving slightly as he pulled his messenger bag filled with manuscripts and paperwork higher up on his shoulder to secure it more tightly. As stressful as it was to be an editor at Marukawa Shoten, he loved his job all the more. Being able to run around the office, passing manuscript by manuscript around to his superiors, and spending time looking over edits for pages and scripts excited him, causing him to never slack off or be bored with his obligations. He did his job so well that he'd even be able to leave early once all his work was done, and spared some time afterwards to check out to see if there were any new issues of The Kan that he hadn't looked at yet.

Upon reaching the door to the apartment, Misaki reached blindly into his bag, pressing his face against the door as he unlocked it, just waiting for the moment that he could pass out onto the floor into a dreamless dream for hours and hours. Finally, Misaki made it into the small apartment, not bothering to lock to door behind him as he walked to the kitchen, planning to fuel up with some quick, microwavable meal, before relaxing on the couch with either a nap or a simple flip thru of his new manga collection.

By the time he flipped onto his stomach on the tough cushions of his couch, his phone began to ring in his pocket, demanding his attention from a familiar caller. Sighing out loud, Misaki grabbed his phone, pressing his head into his arm as he lazily lifted the cell to his ear.

"Hello?" Misaki answered rather groggily.

"Misaki," Upon hearing the steady voice, his heart began to flutter, his strength suddenly coming back to his body as he pressed himself up on his elbow, his lips pulling into a slight smile.

"U-Usagi-san, how are you?" He asked enthusiastically, trying to mask his excitement from receiving a call from his lover, his face reddening as he listened to his deep voice speak pleasantly to him.

"I forgot how to turn on the microwave." Akihiko stated stoically. Misaki's smile turned into a twitch, his eyebrows knitting together at what had just heard. It wasn't the first time Akihiko had called him during the day with stupid questions and requests, in an attempt to hide his true motives.

"Baka-Usagi! You know how to work a damn microwave!" Irritatedly, Misaki pressed his palm to his forehead, mumbling a few swears under his breathe as he heard the writer chuckle lowly into his own phone.

"Why don't you come over and help me? Afterall, you wouldn't want me to blow up the kitchen by my careless mistakes, would you?" And Misaki could practically hear the smirk in his voice, the subtle promises of seduction leaking from his words as he attempted to lure his young lover back to his place. However, Misaki wasn't having it, refusing to give in to Akihiko's pleas for help, knowing he'd end up pleasantly sore and sticky like last time he had gone over to Akihiko's home to help him with his 'predicaments'. He had claimed that the dishwasher had over flowed with water and soap, and didn't know how to turn it off, which led Misaki to rush over, only to find a dry home, and a horny rabbit waiting to pounce on him.

Sighing loudly into the phone, the boy flipped over onto his back, staring up at the plain ceiling as he thought over his situation with sorrow. He knew how badly he wanted to just go over and be with his lover, curled up in the same bed like they used to, sleeping soundly like lovers are supposed to do when they're in love and happy, but he also did not want to make it a bad habit of running back to Akihiko when he's feeling lonely or in need of a warm embrace that he was always willing to give. He moved out so he could prove that he could be independent, and not have to rely on others for every single thing in his life. By constantly running from his own home to Akihiko's, he would just prove that he was incapable of providing for himself and truly being independent.

"Misaki?"

Misaki jumped, so deep in his thoughts that he had almost forgot he was on the phone.

"Oh! S-Sorry Usagi-san, I was…" He trailed off, not sure how to phrase his feelings as he debated on whether or not telling him his problems would even benefit the conversation even slightly. He felt the urge to hang up and visit the novelist, but knew that he had to be straightforward with Akihiko and tell him how he's feeling.

"I can't keep coming to your apartment every single night, Usagi-san." Misaki felt his throat tighten as his boyfriend stayed quiet for a moment, taking in his words that he knew needed to be said. Even if Misaki was right, they both still felt wrong about their living arrangements, feeling as though they were never meant to be separated in the first place. Of course Misaki wouldn't voice those opinions, but Akihiko was different, and wasn't afraid to show Misaki how against he was that they lived in separate homes now.

"How about I just come over to yours then?" Akihiko suggested, causing Misaki to smack his palm over his face, groaning out in frustration. That man was persistent as ever. "You know that's not what I meant!" He half yelled, his head tipping back as he stared into nothingness, just wishing to pass out right then and there.

"Why not? It's only a ten minute drive away." Akihiko said, trying to make Misaki side with the more easier, and pleasurable, alternative to staying home, alone, after a long day of work. Misaki sighed, knowing he was fighting a losing battle with the man who always got his way, not matter what when it came to Misaki.

"We're going to see each other this weekend anyway! Can't you wait a couple of days?"

"I miss you, Misaki…"

Another moment passes as Misaki's heart begins to sore, his emotional, pure heart winning against his logical side of his brain, defeating all arguments as to why they couldn't possibly stay together tonight, and the next night, and the night after that..

"W-We saw each other yesterday!"

"No. I miss you, Misaki."

Misaki felt almost teary eyed as he thought back to the last time he said Usagi-san. It wasn't long ago, but he remembered the burden lifted off his shoulders when he was held once again by the man he truly loved. The way the man placed soft kisses all over his face, hands traveling everywhere to hold onto him tight, wanting to never let go of the boy. It was almost too much to handle when they separated again from the bed they used to share when Misaki had to go, leaving for another long day at work. The cozy embrace of the two lovers make it impossible for Misaki to want to leave.

"Usagi-san…"

And against his better judgment, Misaki agreed with a simple, 'okay' causing Akihiko to grin ear to ear, knowing that with some pestering, he'd get Misaki to do anything he wanted.

"Oh Misaki, you make me so happy." He murmured lovingly into the phone, rustling in the background indicated that he was already prepared to run out of the door to Misaki's small apartment, the only thing holding him back was that he was still on the phone with him!

"H-Hey! Don't make me change my mind!" He yelled, blushing from head to toe at the writer's confession, but silently agreeing that Akihiko made him even happier. Akihiko simply smiled, chuckling into the phone as he grabbed his keys from the table, ready to bid his goodbyes so he can rush over to the anxious boy.

"I love you."

Flushing deeply, Misaki uttered excuses, exclaiming into the phone as he hung up, holding his hands in his face as he tried to calm himself down, trying to figure out what he had just gotten himself into.

We have to establish some boundaries.

A/N: I'm back with another Junjou Romantica story! This time, it's multi-chaptered, and it's gonna be kind of angsty, and most definitely smutty, so stay tuned for more!

To be honest, I really love the idea of Misaki going out and getting his own apartment, while also being with Usagi, but knowing those two and their history with separation, it's not going to go all that well. Even though this is only the prologue, I'd love to hear some feedback! I'm also going to try to post consistently, definitely once a week, but hopefully every other day.

This is really short, but the actually chapters after the prologue are going to be a lot more lengthy!