Down the Drain
Challenge: for the multiple writing_game prompts 'tub, hint, terrible', 200 word limit. Lan/Haruhiko.
The new apartment was almost an hour away from the hospital, but it was as good as they were going to get with only a handful of yen for a deposit. And yeah, the door kind of stuck in the frame until it kind of wouldn't close at all, and the windows were crisscrossed with enough bars that opening them seemed like a rather fanciful illusion.
It was, Haruhiko had to admit, the hole to end all holes.
"Fuck," Lan swore quietly, dark eyes scanning across the tiny, dirty, creepy room. "Listen, Haruhiko. You don't have to stay-"
"Can you believe it?" Haruhiko interrupted, bouncing back into the main room from what almost passed for a bathroom. "There's a tub! A fucking tub! When did we last live somewhere with a tub?" He paused, mid bounce. "I don't think we've ever had an apartment with a tub. This? Is awesome."
"Yeah. Awesome." A faint smile ghosted across Lan's lips. "Who would've thought, huh?"
"Want to help me break it in?" Haruhiko smirked. "You know, save on the water bill and everything."
Lan's smile deepened, even though the 'everything' on offer was just Haruhiko and not the hundreds of other things Lan deserved.
"We just … uh … might have to clean it, first."