Day 1- Cuddles (naked)
Pairing: Makoharu
Summary: Haru loves to let Makoto pamper him.
A/N: whoops i couldn't actually figure out how to get them both naked without the story being awkward so this chapter is sfw.
Haru waddled into Makoto's room, a dazed look spread across his face. Some droplets of water slowly slid down his hair before falling onto his shoulders, wetting the fabric of Makoto's shirt.
"Haru, how many times do I have to tell you that you should dry your hair completely after a shower?" Makoto shifted on the floor, turning his Xbox off and sliding the game controller away from him. Haru sat down near him, and Makoto took the slightly damp towel from his hands.
"You know I like it when you do it for me," Haru said, sliding in between Makoto's legs. He pulled his knees to his chest and linked his fingers together in front of his shins.
"That's selfish, Haru-chan." Makoto chuckled. He took the towel and laid it on Haru's head, pushing down with his fingers to massage the water out of his dark hair. Haru shut his eyes and leaned backwards so he was resting on his boyfriend's chest. He only let himself be selfish around Makoto, because he loved how he pampered him. Maybe he would even make him mackerel for breakfast.
After his hair was all dry, Makoto laid the towel beside him and draped his arms over Haru's shoulders, but pulled away once he realized that the shirt was soggy.
"Haru, this shirt is wet."
"Nn." Haru raised his arms above his head, allowing Makoto to slip off the shirt and toss it beside them on top of the towel. "You too, Makoto."
"Eh?" Haru turned himself around between Makoto's legs and started awkwardly pulling his top off. It eventually got stuck around his shoulders. "Uh, Haru…I-"
"Your skin is warm," Haru said, cutting Makoto off. He touched his palm to the part of his chest that was showing, rubbing it slightly. "I like the way it feels against mine, so raise your arms and this will go a lot smoother."
Makoto hesitantly complied and raised his arms in the air, and the rest of his shirt came off and onto the floor. Immediately Haru wrapped his arms around Makoto and nuzzled his head into his neck.
"Haru, let's at least get into the bed first," Makoto said, chuckling again. "We don't want to fall asleep on the floor like this."
"Nn," Haru grumbled. With a sigh, Makoto wrapped his arms around Haru and lifted them both off of the ground. He was strong, so he had no problem lifting the boy that was sluggishly clinging onto him. He laid Haru down onto the bed, and the boy kept his arms around Makoto's neck. He pulled the covers up slightly before getting onto the bed and underneath the sheet himself. Their chests rose and fell at the same time, their breaths in tune with each other.
"Mako."
"Yes, Haru?"
"Make me mackerel for breakfast tomorrow."
"You can't have mackerel all the time. That's not good for you."
"Mako," Haru groaned, tightening his grip on Makoto's neck.
"You need to have a balanced diet-"
"Makoooo…" Haru draped his leg over Makoto and pushed their chests closer together. The warmth of Haru's skin made the taller boy's own feel too hot. "Please?"
"…Fine."
As Haru started to push away slightly, Makoto dragged him back, wrapping his arms tightly around Haru's back and pulling him close.
"Only because I love you."
"I know."
