Chapter Twelve

Hiroki woke up first. It was one of the first Saturdays in many weeks that neither he nor Nowaki had something on their schedules. Finally, a day where they could sleep in unbothered by the toils of everyday life. He savored the feeling of waking up of his own free will, from his body's own decision that it had gotten enough sleep.

He debated getting up to make tea but decided against it. Snuggled up in the crook of Nowaki's arm, Hiroki was warm and content. He removed his arm from under his body to place it on Nowaki's bare chest. Closing his eyes, he found a heart beat under his palm, slow and even.

He moved his hand slightly over to place his fingers on Nowaki's nipple. Automatically, the tip hardened as he ran circles around the pink flesh. In his sleep, Nowaki shifted to roll onto his side facing Hiroki. His long arms encircled the smaller man to pull him closer.

Hiroki was trapped. His head was tucked under Nowaki's chin as it rested on his bicep.

"Mmmm…. Hiro-san…," the sleeping man murmured, smiling faintly.

Hiroki slowly maneuvered his arm to place it in Nowaki's hair. It was very soft, and as he dug his fingers in, he caught the familiar scent of shampoo. They had showered together yesterday, causing Hiroki to blush slightly as he reminisced.

Nowaki began to caress his lover's bare back while whispering Hiro-san over and over again. Hiroki didn't move away, enjoying the touch, but when Nowaki gave a low moan, he knew what was happening. This had happened a few times before; sleeping Nowaki sometimes got rather vivid dreams about himself and his lover partaking in various… physical… activities together.

Normally, Hiroki would push him away, but he decided not to. After all, it was very warm wrapped in the tall man's arms, and maybe, just maybe, he wouldn't mind if Nowaki started something on this lazy Saturday morning.

Nowaki rolled Hiroki onto his back and topped him. He ground his hips down and moaned softly. Resting his weight on his forearms, he leaned down to rest their foreheads together.

"Hiro-san…"

Their lips touched very slightly, but Hiroki wanted more. He tried to raise his head to receive a deeper kiss only to find that Nowaki's lips were out of reach.

"Nowaki… Hey, Nowaki," he said, trying to rouse the sleeping man.

He took hold of Nowaki's shoulder and shook him gently.

"Wake up, sleepy."

Nowaki's eyes slowly opened. He was momentarily dazed, but after realizing what was happening he scrambled off.

"Ahh! I'm so sorry, Hiro-san! I didn't mean to wake you."

Hiroki snuggled back to his side and toyed with the waist band of Nowaki's boxers.

"It's okay, you didn't wake me." He looked over to the side and flushed. "But you know, you can't start doing something like that and then just stop."

"Oh?" He tilted his head and smirked. "What are you saying? Are you saying that you want me to get back on top of you?"

Hiroki reddened as Nowaki leaned towards him.

"I think that is what you are saying, Hiro-san," he said in a smooth and low voice, "I think that you secretly enjoy this."

He pushed the man back before their lips met.

"Stupid, Nowaki…" He blushed profusely and whispered, "It's not a secret…"

Nowaki's eyes opened at the confession. His heart swelled with love and burst. Not able to control himself, he bent over to kiss Hiroki. He dug his fingers into the smaller man's hair as he ran his tongue over Hiroki's lips, asking for entrance. After his mouth opened to let Nowaki in, their tongues intertwined.

After Nowaki's body weight had pushed them over, he reached down to hook his thumbs in the top of Hiroki's sleeping pants.

He looked the smaller man straight in the eyes.

"You are so much better in real life than in my dreams, Hiro-san."

And he pulled down the pants.

o.o.o.o.o.o.o.o.o.o.o.

Later that morning—

Nowaki cuddled his Hiro-san close. After making love Hiroki had fallen asleep. But Nowaki didn't sleep. He could have if he wanted to, but he wanted to watch his lover. Hiro-san was so cute when he slept; his mouth was slightly parted, his eyelids looked so soft, and the tension on his face disappeared.

A loud noise from the dresser startled him.

Ring….Ring….Ring….Ring….

Nowaki shot out of bed, hoping to get the phone before it woke his Hiro-san up.

"Hello?"

"Kusama Nowaki? This is Dr. Sato. I am calling to follow up about our conversation."

He shifted his feet.

"Yes, but this isn't necessary. We won't be trying to conceive."

"Oh? Did you read everything that I gave you?"

"Most of it. I stopped after I read what the risks were," he admitted.

"Well, please re-think your decision. Read the whole packet." The voice hesitated. "I would advise you to towards doing the procedure, not for my sake, but for your own benefit. Er, more for your boyfriend's benefit. Though the mass in his body will not directly harm him, it could cause major complications in the future. Please, just read what I gave you."

After they hung up, Nowaki climbed back in bed with the packet.

o.o.o.o.o.o.o.o.o.

Hiroki's eyes slowly opened.

"Hiro-san, you're up."

"Mmmm… What time is it?" he grumbled.

"A little after ten. You slept a long time."

"Ugh." He burrowed his head back in his pillow. "How is it that late already?"

"I received a call from Dr. Sato, the scientist we talked to the other day."

"Oh, yeah, I meant to talk to you about that."

"I thought we decided against it already?"

Hiroki rolled onto his back and rested his head in his hands.

"No, we didn't. We didn't really talk about it at all. I know I initially said no, but it might not be that bad. You want a family, and if that would make you happy…"

"I told you that it was too dangerous."

No reply.

"Well, anyway, Dr. Sato asked me if we discussed it and I told him we decided against it. But I am re-reading the papers he gave us. I missed something typed at the end."

Hiroki sat up to read over Nowaki's shoulder.

"What does it say?"

"Basically it just lists why it would be more beneficial for you to get the procedure than you not to get it."

"I thought I was fine."

"Me too. But apparently in the future it could cause problems, nothing that would outright kill you, but there's a lot of things that could go wrong if the mass doesn't shrink, which the fetus would help do."

"What do you think?"

"It's just so dangerous!" He took his lover's face in his hands. "I don't know what I would do if you got hurt."

"Well, what do you want me to do?"

Nowaki groaned.

"I don't know! I do want a family, but I'd rather you are safe, but if you're going to be in danger either way, then…"

"You want me to do it?"

Nowaki slumped.

"I guess so. The benefits outweigh the risks at this point."

"The idea of a pregnant man is creepy."

"I don't know," Nowaki mused, "If it was you, I bet it'd be cute."

Sorry that my sentence fluency died a little in this.

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