THE BED
Kazuki really liked his bed. It was warm, and comfortable and so big and spacious he could stretch his entire body out on it. The blankets were soft and silky and they always felt heavenly against his skin. His pillows were large and fluffy, perfect for sleeping. All in all Kazuki had a wonderful bed and he loved it dearly…..
…..too bad he hadn't spent much time in it lately.
"Ugh," Kazuki pushed himself up from the cool kitchen floor into a sitting position, feeling his back muscles beginning to cramp up already. Beside him he felt Juubei also sit up, groaning and fumbling around for his clothes. "Juubei," Kazuki started, arching out his spine and cricking his neck,
"Yeah?" The taller man answered reaching up towards the kitchen bench to remove his pants from where they had somehow ended up hanging of the edge of the fruit bowl.
"We really have to start using the bed again." Juubei glanced around at the trashed kitchen then looked back at his slender lover.
"Kazuki, you really love your bed don't you?"
"Yes, why?" Juubei gestured at the mess the two had created as he began to pull on his pants.
"I'm just saying that if you really love your bed – maybe we should miss it." The Thread Master sighed then nodded and stood up.
"I think you're right. After all, I wouldn't want to hurt it."
………there you go MintyFlake, I wrote a story for you, but if it's bad it's not my fault.
Oh, and I don't own the Get Backers. Just in case you were wondering.