A few days after the strike was ended, an unsuspecting Komui was pulled into an empty office.
Kanda and Allen were on their way to visit Alma. Not surprisingly, Allen and Alma bonded over Kanda. Allen gushed, "You know, when he sleeps, his nose twitches like a bunny? IT'S ADORABLE!" "Oh, he still does that? You won't believe the blackmail material I have on him.." "TELL ME!" All the while, Kanda sat with his arms crossed fuming in the corner.
It was a week off and the hospital was nearly empty.
"Reever? Is that you?" A dim light clicked on and Reever's shadow loomed over Komui, who was thrown into a wheelie chair. "Reever, I'm a busy man. I have appointments and forms and- THOSE ARE MY PANTS!" He shrieked as Reever snatched his underwear too. Still, Reever said nothing.
"I already told you, I'm not gay- ohhh..yes..-" Reever straddled Komui's lower half and rubbed his erection tantalizingly slow, then pulled away. Finally, Reever spoke into his ear, his voice low with lust.
"Komui, stop talking. Here's what's going to happen: I am going to fuck you six ways till Sunday. I am going to hammer your "straight" ass into oblivion. You're going to be begging for my dick when I'm finished with you."
Right then and there Komui jizzed and promptly stopped protesting, to Reever's satisfaction.
A DAY OF MISSED APPOINTMENTS AND UNFILLED OUT FORMS LATER
Johnny had been granted a week off and had spent it on a jaunt to the Mediterranean. Fully suntanned and ready to work, he returned to the hospital a day earlier to catch up on paperwork.
Little did he know that Komui and Reever's little tryst had turned his office into a 24 hour bedroom. What awaited his eyes was promptly burned into his memory. Afterwards, Miranda stated sadly that he was going to the hospital's psychiatrist every day now. Johnny never saw it coming.
Ah, young love. To be embraced in the throes of it is either a blessing or a curse for some.
Fin
