AN: Just so you guys know, I haven't given up on finishing this. I'm just easily distracted.
After the issue with Gojyo's boots, Hakkai awoke early and sat down at the table to enjoy a quiet a cup of tea as per his morning ritual. Steam leaked from his favorite teacup to caress his face. He took his first sip, and then spit it all over the scared wood.
Jumping from the table he ran to the sink and began drinking water straight from the tap.
After a moment he stood back up panting. Water had drenched the front of his shirt and he shivered as it brushed against his skin. With a frown he retrieved his teacup and inspected it. The tea itself was fine, but just inside the cup something had been brushed around the rim.
He caught a brief flash of red from his peripheral vision. However, when he glanced toward the bedroom doorway there was no one there.
Gojyo waited until his roommate left for the market place before pulling himself out of bed and into the shower. He was chuckling to himself over the events of the morning when he came out of the bathroom, a towel draped across tan shoulders. Unlike Hakkai, Gojyo had no problem walking around in just his skin.
The red head strutted into the kitchen and pulled a cold beer from the refrigerator. Catching sight of the sink he chuckled again. The image of Hakkai leaning over, lapping up water like a brunette Hakuryuu was just too perfect. And the way his wet shirt had clung to his slim torso had been nice too. Gojyo realized he had been standing too long thinking about his best friend's body. Glancing down he decided he had better get dressed before Hakkai made it back.
Back in his room he grabbed the first pair of pants he found, forgoing underwear, and began the search for a shirt.