Nowaki was exhausted. He had worked from five am until midnight at the hospital but it felt as though he'd worked for three days straight. His back ached from bending his tall and bulky frame all day and his eyes burned from a combination of tiredness and staring at the hospital computers too long. All he wanted to do was sleep…luckily he had the day off tomorrow. He had been pulling so many extra shifts that he had only been home two nights this week…he hadn't even kissed Hiro-san in two days! That was unacceptable. Hiroki was on sabbatical for three months working on his study so he wouldn't, for once, be up all hours angrily grading papers. Suddenly, Nowaki felt very lonely.
Shuffling to the door, the long legged and muscular black haired man sighed. At least he could see Hiro-san tomorrow…maybe they could have a romantic dinner and see what free movies were on Optimum…what is that delicious smell? Curious, he entered the apartment. His heart melted with happiness when he saw Hiroki standing by the stove stirring a pot of something that smelled absolutely amazing. He was even dressed in a three piece suit! His thin body looked delectable; as did his typically messy longish-brown hair.
"HIRO-SAN!" Just as Hiroki turned around with a surprised look on his handsome face, Nowaki tackled him to the ground in a joyous embrace. "NOWAKI! You're heavy! Get off of me, you big idi-" His protest was cut off by Nowaki's full lips meeting his own. After a few minutes of hot and heavy kissing, Nowaki released his tomato-red lover. "What the hell was that for?!" Hiroki stammered while still clinging to his tall lover's scrubs.
Nowaki smiled; as innocent with a child. "I just missed you so much and wasn't expecting you to be up this late…or cooking and wearing this suit. Mmm, you look so beautiful Hiro-san, I could just eat you up!" Hiroki blushed and stood up. "Well I've been slaving over this meal for you, so I'd prefer you eat the food and not me. I even poured us some wine." Uncertain, he stared at Nowaki's tired face. "Oh but you should go to bed, you've been working so much and you look so exhausted…let's just save this for tomorrow. What was I thinking? I am such an idiot." Flustered, he stood up and shooed Nowaki from the kitchen. Instead of turning to his bedroom, Nowaki gently wrapped his large hands around his lover's tiny waist. "Hiro-san, you are the sweetest person I have ever met. How could I not eat this wonderful meal after you have been working so hard for my sake? Not to mention, you dressed up! I will eat this dinner and then I will lick and kiss and taste every part of your amazing body," he murmured into his lover's ear. Hiroki was now redder than the peppers he was stirring. "But aren't you tired? You've been working for three days in a row. You should sle-"
Once again, his protests were silenced by Nowaki's big lips passionately melting into his. "I have all tomorrow to sleep. Tonight, we will make love until morning and rest all afternoon. I love you, Hiro-san. Now excuse me while I change into my suit."