Written for the 50scenes challenge on LiveJournal.

Title: "With Dark Nights Come Bright Mornings"

Prompt: #20 Writer's Choice – "Morning"

Summary: A rude awakening turns into a good thing.

Disclaimer: I don't own any part of Junjo Romantica, nor am I receiving any monetary amount for any stories I write.

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It wasn't quite six in the morning when Hiroki was rudely awoken by the annoying sirens and flashing lights of city police cruisers outside. Hiroki hadn't slept well and wanted to fall back asleep but he found himself unable to, when he noticed Nowaki's arms were wrapped around him.

Nowaki was supposed to have had the entire night and following day off, but that still hadn't stopped that damned senpai of his from calling him late last night for some reason or another. Of course, Nowaki had agreed to go, as he always does, leaving Hiroki to fend for himself for the night. It was something Hiroki had grown fairly used to in the past few months because he knew hospital interns had unpredictable schedules and abnormal hours, but it never ceased to leave a hallow ache in Hiroki's gut whenever he was forced to crawl into bed without Nowaki right next to him.

Careful not to wake his slumbering lover, Hiroki slowly twisted his body around to face Nowaki directly, only to find a shining pair of bright blue eyes looking directly at him. Hiroki jolted away like he had just been shocked and inhaled sharply.

"Dammit, you scared me!" he cried, lightly pushing at Nowaki's chest.

Nowaki laughed, showing off a bright row of white teeth. "I'm sorry, Hiro-san, but the sirens woke me up."

"Me, too," Hiroki sighed, sinking down so his head was tucked underneath Nowaki's chin. "Stupid city," he grumbled. "So what time did you get home?"

"A little past one," Nowaki answered. "One of my younger patients had to get a spinal tap. She was afraid and since her parents couldn't be there, she asked for me."

Hiroki grunted. "You ran all the way out to the hospital at midnight to comfort a little girl?"

"Well, I also checked up on the other children, but…yeah, pretty much. I'm sorry."

"Hmm." Hiroki backed away so he was facing Nowaki again. "It's alright. That's really…really nice of you. You're…" Hiroki licked his lips. "You're going be a great doctor. I'm proud of you."

Nowaki smiled again, a simple, truly happy one that made Hiroki's insides turn into jelly. "Thank you, Hiro-san." He pulled Hiroki closer, not for a kiss, but just to occupy the same space, to breathe the same air.

They lay there for awhile, in companionable silence, listening to the other's even breathing and movements. Hiroki happily drifted along the fine line of conciousness and peaceful sleep, until Nowaki leaned down and began kissing his neck.

"Mm, Nowaki, stop," he murmured, but his voice didn't have a degree of heat behind it.

Nowaki rolled over so that he was hovering over Hiroki, arms pressed on either side of the older man's head while his fingers weaved through his soft brown locks. Hiroki's arms reflexively came up to wrap around the strong back, pulling their bodies closer together as their lips met for a short kiss.

"You know what we haven't done in a while," Nowaki mumbled as he pressed quick kisses along his cheek and jaw.

"Wuh—" Hiroki's response was smothered in another kiss.

When Nowaki pulled back, he was smiling and looking down at Hiroki with obvious intent. "Morning sex."

"But, Nowaki…work…" Hiroki groaned, low and deep, when Nowaki leaned down to suck on particularly sensitive spot on his throat.

"Your first class doesn't start until nine, so you don't need to leave until around eight…" One of Nowaki's hands traveled south to brush against the growing bulge in Hiroki's pajama bottoms.

"That's—ahhh," Hiroki's weak attempt at a protest was lost in another moan when Nowaki roughly bit down on his reddening skin. "A-alright, fine, b-but you're making me breakfast afterwards."

Nowaki smiled and pulled back to aid Hiroki in removing his t-shirt. "Of course."

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Hiroki suddenly burst through the office door, panting heavily with the strenuous effort of running the entire way to the university.

Miyagi jerked his head up at the commotion, a cigarette hanging from his lips. "Ah, you're late, Kamijo," he commented, flipping to a different page of the newspaper.

Still short of breath, Hiroki stomped in and threw his briefcase on the floor near his desk. "I am not late! It is exactly eight o'clock!"

"Well, you're not technically late, but you're usually here much earlier. What happened, alarm die or something?"

"Yeah…" he lied, biting back a grunt as he sat down on his computer chair. He was still aching and burning in unmentionable places, and he prayed that the pain would subside by the time he had to teach class. Even if it didn't, he had some painkillers in his desk he could take. Those typically worked well.

As Hiroki flipped open his laptop and absently began scrolling through his e-mail, he wondered how Nowaki had managed to convince him into a third round that morning. After the first round Hiroki had complained about needing a shower before work, and somehow in Nowaki's mind that had translated in to "let's go take a shower together so we can mess around some more". When they were finished that and mostly dry, it was starting to get late so Hiroki had started getting dressed. But that plan had quickly been intercepted by Nowaki coming up to him from behind, still naked, and saying that once more couldn't possibly hurt.

All in all, it had been a very good morning…

"Hey, Kamijo, can you help me stable these together? I need them for my next lecture."

"Sure."

As it turned out, Hiroki never did get his breakfast. Nowaki was an expert at changing the subject. But, he'd be sure to have Nowaki to make it up to him later.

"Like this?"

"Yeah, in that order."

But Hiroki hoped that Nowaki had gotten his fill of morning sex for a while, because there was no way in hell Hiroki would be so easily persuaded into doing that again any time soon.

END

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If you're concerned about my time management—I figure it takes Hiroki 15 minutes to get to M, then he has about a half an hour or so to get his stuff together in his office before he heads off to class, which he will be in at around 8:45, because he is anal and must always be in class 15 minutes early (assuming the classroom is empty, of course).