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To anyone who have similar stories to this, I am very sorry, I haven't had time to sift through all the Junjou Romantica stories.
Chapter 5
10:30 am
"Put me down!" Misaki ordered his lover, who was currently carrying him up the stairs to their penthouse apartment. "I can walk…sort of."
"Nowaki said you are not to do anything strenuous for a while, so I am not going to let you do anything at all."
"Usagi-baka! He was only referring to se—" he stopped short, unable to finish the word.
"That is your interpretation, this is mine." Reaching the front door, he shifted all of Misaki's weight to one arm while he dug out his key and placed it into the lock.
Usasgi kicked the door open as he shifted Misaki back to bride meets threshold pose. He carried Misaki over to the couch and placed him gently on it before plopping a light kiss on the boys forehead. Then he walked into the kitchen.
Misaki looked after him, confused. "Hey, aren't I supposed to be in bed for the next three days?"
"Yes, but your brother will be here shortly, so it will be easier to have you already down here for him."
"Eh, Nii Chan, why?"
"Uh, because you were hit by a car. I called him last night."
"What? You called Nii-chan? But he'll start overeacting, just like he always does."
"Well, you need someone to overreact for you once in a while."
"Yeah, 'cause you never overreact to anything," Misaki muttered.
"I heard that," Usagi-san called.
Stupid sensitive rabbit ears.
"I also heard that."
Stupid psychic Usagi-baka.
"And that."
Misaki stopped thinking all together. Usagi-san was probably starting to know Misaki a little too well.
A second later, the buzzer rang. Usagi-san walked into view and pressed the button to see Takahiro waiting anxiously for Usagi to let him in. "Hey Takahiro," Usagi said lightly, as he buzzed him in.
It took all of thirty seconds for Misaki's brother to hammer on the door. Usagi-san opened it and Takahiro dashed in and headed straight past Usagi-san, barely noticing the man who'd been in love with him for fifteen years before he'd fallen for Misaki, as he rushed to greet his brother.
"Oh poor Misaki," he fawned. "You are so young to have to suffer such a fate."
"Cut it out, Nii-chan, I'm not dead."
"I'm going to make some tea," Akihiko said to the general area, knowing that Takahiro wouldn't even register that he'd said anything in this state. He cast a sidelong glance at Misaki who was giving his brother his full attention, even if he was irritated.
Takahiro sighed and dropped to his knees beside his injured baby brother. "I was so worried, and then Akihiko went and waited until visiting hours were over before he called me," he trailed off, fighting the urge to break down entirely.
Misaki grimaced. The reason Usagi-san had waited so long was that he'd stayed at the hospital, sexually harassing Misaki, until the nurses had kicked him out an hour after visiting hours had ended.
"Well, you know Usagi-san can get a bit scatterbrained about stuff like that," Misaki said evasively. His brother did not know how cloce he and Usagi-san were, and he would prefer to keep it that way.
"Very true. I don't know why you put up with it. You're still welcome to live with Minami and me. I know Akihiko is not the easiest to get along with."
"Hey," Misaki snapped, jumping to his lover's defense. "Why does everyone always say that? Usagi-san put me up, and puts up with me freeloading on him, and he always, always takes care of me."
Takahiro looked at Misaki in surprise. "If you say so," he replied, not wanting to upset his little brother any more in his current state. "So how's school?" He asked in an attempt to change the subject.
Unbeknownst to either of them, Akihiko pushed off the wall he'd been leaning against, listening to every word. He smiled, knowing that Misaki still cared about him. He set up a tray, and carried it out to them.
Sorry if the sentence structure isn't as good as it was in the other chapters, I've been so busy today, that my brain is dying as I type this.