Haru gets a lift home with Makoto, and not spending twenty minutes hanging out with Kisumi and then waiting for the bus (because like hell he's walking home when he wants his dinner and a nap) gets him home an hour earlier than Rin is expecting, and he's able to slide into the bedroom and strip off, then peel back the covers to show Rin lying just as naked, flat out on his stomach. Rin is still sleeping when Haru straddles his ass, but the hands rubbing up and down his back wake him up.

Rin looks back over his shoulder as Haru comes down to lie on top of him, greeting him with a kiss. Rin is lazy with it at first, but is soon trying to shuffle onto his back to kiss Haru more intensely.

"Hello," Rin pecks his lips again, easing Haru off of him and onto his side, tucking him up under his arm.

"Hey, sleepy."

"You know I have work in a couple of hours, right?"

"Mm," Haru nods against him, folding his arm over Rin's waist and lacing their legs together. "Go back to sleep, I'm just here to nap."

Rin chuckles into his hair. "Late nights and early starts, babe. Why am I not surprised?"

"I can handle that just fine," Haru squeezes him. "It's you who wears me out."

"You love it. I love you."

"Mm," they shift into another kiss. "Love you too."

They sleep, getting up together for Rin to have a late-night breakfast and Haru to have supper. Rin scoops Haru up from the table after taking their plates to the kitchen, carrying him back upstairs, and Haru just allows it, holding around his neck and resting his head against his chest. Rin gets him tucked into bed and heads off for a shower and to dress for work.

Haru's asleep when he's ready, all tucked in and smiling all by himself. It sort of makes Rin want to take a sick day just to get back in and hold him some more, but alas, duty calls.

At least Sousuke's brought donuts.

"You are a god, my friend," he swoons, licking sugar from his lips and jovially hooking his arm around the back of Sou's shoulders.

"You've been here a minute. When was the last time you ate?" Sousuke narrows his eyebrows.

Rin flops into his own chair, arms thrown above his head. "Well well, my gorgeous boy just made me steak, actually. But we're not so big on desserts… nice to have a treat sometime."

Seijurou splutters from around the corner in the hallway. "Yeah, right. I'm sure that's not all your "boy"'s been feeding you today."

Rin's grin gives it all away immediately, and Sei can only laugh.

Sousuke, however, is frowning.

"Oh, what?" Rin huffs, throwing some waste paper at him from a draft write up he just got jam all over. "Like you don't like having your cock sucked. Don't get all pretentious on me."

"I'm not, Rin… it's… never mind."

Sei steps further into the room, knocking Sousuke on the shoulder, and if that doesn't just kill his mood even more he doesn't know what will.

"Spit it out," Rin's giggling at his bad puns. If he knew…

"Later," Sousuke just grunts. Rin sends him a glare, turning to Sei instead.

"So I was just telling this killjoy how my Haru was making me steak," he grins, toothy and ridiculous. "He came home early and everything… he was hanging out in the coffee shop again… and god, he's just been so cute."

"You were alright with that? There was that… guy you didn't like much?" Sei interjects.

Rin falters. "I trust Haru… he's happy, so…," and shrugs, and needs to kick himself back into gear again. "He does this thing where he gets all tucked in and just wants his hair playing with. He's like a cat. He's so cute. Just sends him right into this loved up little happy mood…"

"Ok, ok… you're drooling. Stop."

"Sorry…" Rin's not sorry. Not with that smile.

Sousuke's sorry.

He doesn't want to interfere or be the bearer of bad news… but Rin is his friend, his friend who's spent the last month or so just in pieces every other day over something Haru's said or done, or something with this new friend of his that's just not right… and it's even more unfair to keep it to himself and let it drag out. Rin will only get hurt worse.

They coincidentally wind up in the cloak room together as Sousuke's finishing his shift and Rin is getting ready to go out on the beat. It's now or never, really, or Rin will spend another weekend mostly alone while Haru's with this other guy, and how much does he not want to have to cheer him up again at midnight on Monday?

"Rin?"

"'Sup, grumpy?" please, Rin, stop smiling… it's just making it harder.

"I… need to talk to you… about something…"

"Well, what is it? You've been weird all day, Sou…"

"It's… about your boy. And… having his hair played with…"

Haru certainly didn't expect this as a wake-up call….