Hi everyone! So, I promised a while ago that I'd write a sequel for Chapter 24, Late, and... it's finally here! Hoorah! Sorry it's... late. ;) Hehe. Anyway, hope you enjoy it!
It was 6:08 in the morning. Wang Yao and Honda Kiku, loving boyfriends to their own credit, slept on the couch together, the latter sitting up with his head haphazardly propped on the wall behind him and the former sprawled out on said couch with his head in his boyfriend's lap, until Kiku's internal clock forced his body into awake mode and a rattling ache shot through his neck.
"Gah... Yao-kun, wake up," he said, tilting his head to the side in an attempt to crack the upper vertebrae, but only hurting it more. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the pillow that he attempted to use for head and neck support had slid to the left, and had become inaffective at any sort of support.
Yao was very, very slow at waking up normally, and this morning he was especially so, after having to wake up at 2 the previous night to use the toilet and find his lover not in the bedroom with him. Instead of complying and opening his eyes, he groaned in protest and pushed at Kiku's chest, then curled up more and let out an exaggerated snore to show that he did not want to be disturbed.
"Ah... so you're going to play me, are you," the Japanese man quipped, not asking it as much as outright stating it. He, too, was very tired, and very sore from his strange sleeping position to boot, so he was not feeling up to the other's laziness this morning. "Get up and at least let me take you to bed."
Yao had the audacity to let out a little laugh at that, but he still didn't open his eyes, not even a bit. This made Kiku want to push him right off the couch, give him something to be sore about, even though he got to sleep lying down on the cushions. But, he controlled the urge and just sighed in frustration, then nudged the other with a firm, yet caring hand. "Kiku stooop," Yao mumbled, "ráng wŏ jìng yi jìng, hăo ba?"
Kiku took a second to translate the Chinese into either English or Japanese, then sighed and just nudged again. "Bù xíng. Măshàng qĭchuáng," he replied, "wŏde bózi, jĭbèi dōu hĕn téng."
"Jíshĭ nĭ shēngqìi, nĭ shuō pŭtōnghuà shuō de hĕn gōurén," Yao said, another laugh escaping. Still not getting up, still not opening his eyes.
"Get up, bakayaro, or I will switch to Japanese!" Kiku threatened, his thinly veiled anger becoming less thin and veiled by the second. Now he really wanted to push Yao off of his lap and onto the floor. Knowing that Yao was not very good at Japanese, especially early in the morning, was somewhat of an advantage that he'd use if he needed to, but luckily, he finally saw eyes crack open when he glanced down; they were irritated and exhausted-looking, but they were open.
"Ahh, good. Ohayo goizaimasu, watashi no ai."
Yao grimaced a little- it was a phrase he recognized, but it made him feel like Kiku was going on his threat regardless. "Aiyaah. Your 'wake up at six every morning' stuff is so stupid! Why, Kiku? I want to sleep! We don't have work today!"
Still smiling from seeing his boyfriend wake up, Kiku put a hand on his forehead and stroked backwards to his full head of brown hair, then down to tuck some behind his ear (shoulder wasn't too sore, that was a good sign). "You can go back to bed in our room for a bit. I'm very sorry for waking you up last night, as I told you. In fact... I may join you. Sleeping upright like that really is not for me."
"Oh. I'm sorry, that was my idea," Yao apologized a little ashamedly, reaching for Kiku's unoccupied hand and holding it. "I'm not sore, at least... this couch and your lap are nice..."
"Well, that is nice," Kiku quipped, pursing his lips a bit, but all in good nature. "Seriously, get off of me and go in the bedroom. I'll join you after I make breakfast."
Yao nodded and slowly sat up, his hair and pajamas disheveled from the way he slept, even if it was for a bit less than four hours. Kiku looked much neater. Before getting up and going to the bedroom, the Chinese nation leaned forward and kissed the other. It was happily reciprocated, and both men forgot their small feud before, if it could even be called that. Yao pulled away, all smiles, glad to see Kiku doing the same, and left the sitting room for their bedroom for another few hours of rest.
Kiku waited a few more minutes before he got up himself to make breakfast, but quickly discovered that he could hardly walk without cursing in his native tongue and tears pricking in the corners of his eyes, pain in his neck and back back surging like cars on the freeway. He had to pop four pain pills, quickly eat his congee and put Yao's in the refrigerator, then stumble into the bedroom, where he crashed next to Yao on the bed and slept until after noon.
Ráng wŏ jìng yi jìng, hăo ba? - Leave me alone.
Bù xíng. Măshàng qĭchuáng, wŏde bózi, jĭbèi dōu hĕn téng - No. Get up right now, my neck and back hurt.
Jíshĭ nĭ shēngqìi, nĭ shuō pŭtōnghuà shuō de hĕn gōurén - You sound sexy speaking Mandarin, even when you're mad.
Bakayaro - basically a very colorful way to say "idiot" in Japanese.
Ohayo gozaimasu, watashi no ai - Good morning, my love.
Hooray! Look at all the Mandarin. I bet Kiku does sound sexy when he speaks it.
EDIT: Sorry I had to re-upload this! I got a really nice review from Obsessed-Language-Freak with some Mandarin help and I changed it to reflect what they told me! It was a big help, and I thank them immensely for it! There's also a little change in formatting to make things flow better with the Mandarin, and now all the accent marks in the pinyin are there. If this is your first time seeing this... well, good for you. What I said about my little Mandarin helper still stands. :)
Sooo, I wrote the thing. It's supposed to be comedy... I think... and also fluff... which is what I thrive in. I promised it, and here it is! Thank you for reading, and I'll see you next time! :)