Yay, first fanfic I've ever posted! Please be kind and review. I hope you enjoy it! ^_^
Disclaimer: I do not own Junjou Romantica
Hiroki enjoyed taking his showers in peace; it was a chance for him to be alone, a time to relax. However, more often than not he found himself ambushed by that baka Nowaki. Today though, seemed like it would be different. A good deal of time had gone by yet there still remained only one man in the shower. He almost felt a bit lonely in there by himself, not that Hiroki would ever admit it. "Where the hell is he?" thought the short-tempered man, a bit perplexed. More time passed but still Nowaki did not show. Hiroki waited, and waited, and waited...
Dripping wet from his shower, an impatient Hiroki emerged from the steaming hot bathroom slightly irritated. He stocked down the hallway toward the living room where Nowaki sat on the couch engrossed in a book.
Stopping in the doorway Hiroki stared at his lover in annoyance. It was rather unlike the raven haired man to do much reading, yet there he was so interested in this book that he did not even notice when Hiroki drew closer, coming to stand a mere foot away.
Attempting to look stern, but failing miserably since he looked akin to a drowned rat with his drenched hair matted down, water droplets sliding down his bare skin, and only a small towel wrapped around his waist, Hiroki crossed his arms then cleared his throat to gain Nowaki's attention.
Not bothering to turn his gaze away from the page that he was reading the younger man stated, "That was a really long shower Hiro-san." Hiroki's eye twitched in anger at the comment. "Don't you always tell me we shouldn't waste water?" Nowaki continued, innocently.
"Well you usually…!" Hiroki broke off from his unintended outburst, unwilling to voice what Nowaki usually does in the shower, and instead mumbled, "ano, I thought maybe today it would be alright if we wasted it."
Nowaki knitted his eyebrows together in confusion for a moment before the realization of what those words meant dawned on him and he finally tore his eyes away from the book in his hands to look at his furiously blushing lover.
The taller man instantly shot up from the couch and glomped Hiroki whom he deemed adorable and exclaimed, "Hiro-san! So you really do like it when we shower together." With that the brunette threatened to pummel the ridiculous grin off of the idiot's face; he began to reach for a book to throw only to find himself still caught tightly in strong, loving arms.
While Hiroki was struggling for his freedom Nowaki leaned down to whisper seductively into his ear, "We can do it in the shower now, if you still want to, Hiro-san."
"Baka!" Hiroki hollered, trying to shove the overly affectionate giant away from him. Then, "Don't be stupid, just come to the bedroom," were the nearly inaudible words he managed to utter before Nowaki pulled him close and kissed him passionately.
Embracing each other they sank down onto the floor, never making it to the bedroom. The book Nowaki had been reading, a copy of Junai Egoist, lay forgotten on the sofa.