Of Tender Moments and Sweet Embraces
Junjou Romantica Drabbles
Challenge/Prompt: The 100 Prompts - 100 Stories Challenge/#3, cuddle.
Drabble 25
Egoist Miracle 3
Hiroki woke up slowly, though his eyes were still closed. It felt as if it were still night, and he just wanted to go back to sleep. A pressure centered on his bladder, however, made it apparent that he wouldn't be heading back to dreamland for a little bit.
Groaning to himself, he tried to sit up, but found himself unable to. Opening his eyes, he blearily looked to the right and encountered a solid, naked chest. Nowaki. Great.
At first, he tried to struggle out of the giant's arms, but damn that man if he didn't have a vice-like grip, even in his sleep. When that didn't quite work out – Nowaki merely grunted and pulled him in a bit closer – Hiroki tried pushing at his lover's chest.
"Nowaki," he rasped, before clearing his throat. "Nowaki!" he said, a little bit louder. The younger man peacefully snoring next to him took a deep breath, and then answered:
"Yes, Hiro-san?"
"Can you get up? I need to go use the bathroom."
"Okay," Nowaki answered, letting his grip weaken.
When Hiroki padded back into the room, Nowaki was still awake.
"What are you doing? Go back to sleep."
"But it feels cold without Hiro-san in bed with me," Nowaki slurred sleepily. Okay, maybe not so awake.
Hiroki rolled his eyes, though he could feel a blush creeping across his cheeks. Sighing in exasperation, the older man walked to the bed, and crawled in when Nowaki lifted the covers up for him.
When they were both settled – well, cuddled closely together, as Nowaki was wont to do - Nowaki leaned over to turn the light back off.
"Good night, Hiro-san."
"Good night… Nowaki."
Hiroki would deny, with a furious passion, that he felt the same way as Nowaki did.