I got the inspiration for this when I was reading the manga and loved the picture of Usami and Misaki with glasses on (if you don't know what in talking about, look it up or take my word for it XP) and I felt like this would be a good topic for a one-shot...so...yeah

this is my first fanfic and I'm making it simple in case I get criticised (I don't react well to negativity)

I do not own Junjou Romantica, I wish I did...but I don't.

Oh and one more thing, I don't have a lot of knowledge on the eye problem that I wrote, but I didn't make up the name of the condition. I'm basically just guessing. But hey! Its fan fiction so who cares XD

have fun reading x


Takahashi Misaki (19), has come across an unexplained and unexpected problem. For once it's not about his grades or about the sex crazed rabbit he currently lives with...no...this is something that might get much worse, the more he ignores it.

Misaki noticed this problem for a while now and, along with the headaches he has been getting, he knows its about time that he should see a professional for advice about it. Its just he doesn't have time between school, where he spends his time fighting off the hardback cover books thrown by devil Kamijō for sleeping in class or even at home, where he has to look after the overgrown man-child he calls his lover.

'NO! this is getting ridiculous I need to at least tell Usagi-san.'

'The...the problem is that I...TakahashiMisaki...can't see shit!'

It started as something he could ignore, not being able to see the small print of text in books never concerned him since he was never an avid reader. He decided to ignore his lack of eyesight until it got to the stage where he can only see things that are less than a 1 meter distance away from him. Anything within that radius is nothing but a fuzzy mess in his eyes.

It's come to the point where he keeps walking into things, not being able to read unless he squints his eyes and focus hard enough to see the text. He isn't even able to pick something up without failing to do so first time.

'Ugh...I REALLY have to tell Usagi-san about this...don't I...'

Usagi began to get more concerned about Misaki over the course of a few days. At first, he thought it was a little funny, seeing Misaki blush with embarrassment when he walked into walls and tables. It was utterly adorable and made him look more innocent. Or how cute it was when he had to take a few attempts just to pick up anything that was right in front of him.

Usagi seemed to notice this was becoming a natural occurrence around the house and decided to wait until Misaki wanted to tell him what was wrong. However, with Hiroki calling Usagi and informing (screaming) through the phone, telling him that Misaki isn't writing anything down or reading anything out loud and, lastly, falling flat on his face a few times while walking up the stairs to his seat. He eventually understood what was happening with him.

Looking over the newspaper in his hand while sitting on the lush, cranberry coloured couches gave Usagi-san a perfect view of his cute like uke in the kitchen cooking breakfast. He was squinting while reading the name of some ingredients and struggling to find things he misplaced (they were right in front of him on the counter). Usagi-san had enough. If Misaki wasn't going to confront him about his obvious bad eyesight, he was bringing up now before his lover hurts himself.

While Misaki was in the kitchen cooking, he was able to hear Usagi-san slam his newspaper on the table and slowly make his way towards him. By now Misaki knew the routine. Usagi would come from behind and pull him into a 'loving embrace' that he would always half-heartedly try to get out of, then Usagi-san would possibly lift him over his shoulder to carry him to the bedroom. What Misaki wasn't expecting though, was for Usagi-san to turn the stove off, grasp Misaki's hand lightly and guide him onto one of the sofas, sitting him down while Usagi knelt in front of him with a firm hold on both of his hands resting on his lap.

"Misaki…"

He opened his mouth to speak more before quickly closing it again. 'What was he wanting to tell me?' Misaki gazed into his lilac eyes, watching them fill with concern, making him aware of what Usagi-san was going to say. Misaki drew out a small sigh and let Usagi ask him what he already knew his big bunny was going to ask.

"Are you having problems with your eyesight?"


Misaki didn't really know what happened after he nodded in conformation. All he saw after he said yes to his question was Usagi picking up his car keys on the table, along with his phone, while dragging Misaki out the door to the parking garage.

So here they are, sitting in the waiting room of the opticians that Usagi-san goes to for check ups, waiting to see what is going on with Misaki's eye sight. Usagi-san called in to book an appointment earlier and receiving one immediately. (the receptionist was a fan of his books)

"You know I'm missing the demon Kamijō's lecture now right? He's going to kill me for not going." Misaki looked up waiting for Usagi's answer only to receive one of his 'I don't care about anything or anyone besides Misaki' looks.

"Takahashi Misaki" the optician called over from her office to tell them it was time for Misaki's eye test.

Misaki nervously walked into the small room with Usagi-san following behind him. The walls were a nice pastel green colour with nice comfy chairs lining one side of the room and at the other side sat a single black leather chair with strange looking devices surrounding it. He was told to sit on the black chair to get ready for the series of weird tests he was about to face.

Usagi-san sat in one of the visitor chairs in the examination room while watching Misaki go through the tests he was told to do. Misaki was obviously struggling to read out everything at close range but he seemed fine with the chart that was on the wall at the opposite side of the room. The one that was directly behind Usagi-san with the chart hanging above his head. While Misaki was reading the chart, he started to get uncomfortable since he could see Usagi-san staring at him, Usagi knew what he was doing to Misaki when he noticed his cheeks sporting a nice rosy hue. Usagi chuckled before Misaki lowered his gaze and shot daggers at Usagi-san which caused him to chuckle even more.

"Now, Takahashi-san. It seems that you have developed Hypermetropia which is the medical term for long-sightedness. It seems you have a family history of this so it' possible that the gene was passed down to you. It also explains the headaches you've been receiving..."

As the optician continues to speak to Misaki, Usagi started to think that it did seem understandable that he could have been long-sighted. Takahiro is long-sighted after all so it's obvious it runs through the family. He sat their, wondering what Misaki would look like with glasses on. 'probably absolutely delectable' with this thought in mind, he looked over at Misaki with one of his signature smirks and watched in delight when Misaki's cheeks started to gain a deep, pinkish colour, 'very delectable indeed', he thought as his smirk grew wider.

"...now if you'll follow me I can let you pick out a pair of glasses for you to wear." Usagi could tell misaki wasn't listening to what she was saying before that with the way he blinked owlishly at her. He got off his chair and followed the optician out after telling Usagi to go to the waiting room.


It didn't concern Misaki much about needing glasses at all...well...that WAS until he saw Usagi-san gave him that look, as if to say he was looking forward to seeing him in glasses and probably using them as an excuse to call Misaki cute 'why does he always call me cute anyway? There's nothing cute about me!'

The optician took an erupt and unexpected stop which caused Misaki to bump into her. Misaki could feel his cheeks burning up while he mumbled a sorry under his breath, avoiding eye contact at all costs. She didn't seem to care though since she didn't reply and slipped a pair of glasses round Misaki's ears before handing him a mirror to see if he liked the look of them.

He didn't…

They were awful…

He didn't know what expression he was making when he put the mirror down for her to suddenly look so sheepish and hurriedly find a new pair of glasses for him to try on. Misaki gave her a shy smile of gratitude when she gave him the next pair to try on.

Every pair he tried he hated. They were either too big, too small or just plain ugly. The optician left him alone about twenty minutes in to try and find a pair for himself and he knew he must have taken a while since Usagi-san walked in the room to look for him.

"What's taking you so long to choose a pair? Do you need help?" Usagi-san asked Misaki while giving him a suggestive smirk. He knew that he was going to regret letting Usagi help him, but Misaki was stumped for choice.

"I cant choose any that look okay! I've went through all of them twice and cant find one pair. Please help me Usagi!" he wined like a child. Misaki was so desperate to just find a good pair of glasses and get out of there.

Usagi-san was eyeing Misaki over with a thoughtful look on his face, then suddenly made a quick turn to where all the designer glasses were. Misaki never thought of checking over there since he didn't have the money to pay for them. Although, knowing he asked for Usagi-san's help, Misaki already could tell Usagi was going to pay for them. No exceptions. Misaki failed to notice when Usagi walked back over to the table he was sitting at with a pair of glasses in his hand and had begun putting them over Misaki's eyes.

"look in the mirror" Misaki did as he was told and was surprised that Usagi found a good pair first time. The designer had a French name that Misaki couldn't pronounce if he tried, but they were perfect. The frame was thick but not too thick, they had a beautiful shining Black colour and the lenses were big enough to fit around his big, beautiful green eyes so Misaki could easily see through them perfectly.

He turned back to Usagi-san to get his opinion, however Misaki didn't even need to open his mouth to know what his rabbit thought about the frames. He was staring at Misaki...giving him that 'I'm definitely going to ravish you once we get home' look. Misaki quickly lowered his gaze from his before Usagi-san turned around to pay for the glasses while Misaki followed behind.

"I love your new glasses misaki, they make you look cu-"

"shut it, baka Usagi" he cut him off before storming ahead of Usagi-san out the door after he paid for Misaki's new lenses.

Misaki was thankful that it was much clearer to see but he was NOT looking forward to Usagi-san's inappropriate comments about his appearance once they were out of earshot from anyone around them.

In fact he wasn't even surprised by the large amount of naughty compliments he received from the overgrown rabbit when they got in the car….


From the minute Usagi-san looked at Misaki with the glasses on, he couldn't get over how horribly wrong he was when he thought Misaki would look cute. It was sooo much better than he could have even fantasised in that dirty mind of his. He looked almost devouring and if they weren't in the opticians at that time, Usagi-san would have taken his uke right then. However Usagi, much to his hatred, had to wait until they were back at the penthouse for him to strip everything off Misaki except for those glasses and have his wicked way with him.

He could tell Misaki knew his intentions by the way he was blushing all the way through his appointment.

When they entered the penthouse, Misaki automatically tried to make a quick b-line for the stairs to hide in his room but Usagi was too quick for him. Before Misaki even got up the second step, Usagi-san embraced him from behind.

"B-baka Usagi, get of me!" Misaki stuttered and struggled in Usagi's hold for a few seconds before he leaned against his chest when Usagi placed a small kiss to his ear before licking just underneath and down his neck, earning a wanton moan in the process. These places were Misaki's most sensitive spots.

"Misaki" Usagi grinned at the shiver he felt go down Misaki's spine when he huskily whispered in his ear.

"I don't think you understand how good you look with a pair of specks balancing on your cute little nose. Maybe I should show you how much I love your new accessory"

before Misaki could answer, Usagi quickly turned him round, lifted him onto his shoulder and made his way upstairs to his own room, doing whatever he wanted to do to his cute little Misaki all night long.


If anyone wants me to write a second chapter or a lemon for this fic (even if its one person cause I'm not expecting a lot of favs...or follows...or reviews -_-) then just ask and I will do that :)

thanks for reading x