When Asakura noticed Sato’s breathing had finally become steady, he got up slowly and went into the kitchen to get a thermometer. He didn’t forget to also bring a bowl of cold water and a towel. All throughout these proceedings he ignored the stupefied expression Kyosuke was wearing. After all, seeing your best friend’s lover walking around the house wearing only underwear would have shocked almost everybody, right?
That evening, after carefully feeding Sato medicine and checking his temperature, Asakura spent the rest of his time changing the wet towel. Sato’s fever caused the cold towel to turn warm in just a few minutes and for this reason, Asakura didn’t dare step away from the bed for too long. He only left the room twice to use the bathroom.
Not even hunger touched him while he worriedly fussed over Sato’s condition. It was as if the young man was critically ill instead of having just a common cold. But, then again, isn’t that something love does to people? Smart people may become dumb, while usually restrained people may end up transforming into mother hens the instant something happens.
Close to midnight, Sato’s condition finally turned for the better and his temperature returned to normal. Asakura was able to let out a long sigh of relief, feeling his tense nerves slowly relaxing. He laid down next to Sato, hugging his warm body tightly. He had missed this person so much that, if Sato hadn’t been sick, he would have pounced on him the moment he entered the room.
Now, after he had calmed down, all his previous stirring thoughts burst forth in his mind. It didn’t help either that Sato was pressed so closely against him. It’s rather strange how, if the situation had been different, he would have grumbled something about the night being too short. Now, he could only curse and wish for the sun to rise faster.
‘The night is too long. When will my torment be over?’ Asakura mulled with hopelessness.
However, when he next gazed at Sato’s peaceful sleeping face, his heart got tickled by a soft feather and he immediately forgot all his previous grumblings. Being able to hold his most precious person like this was a blessing in itself. After all, he wasn’t an animal who only lusted after Sato’s body. He loved the man inside out, not just his beautiful exterior.
When morning came, Sato stirred in Asakura’s embrace. The young man opened his eyes slowly and glanced around. The familiar handsome face appeared in his vision and he blinked in astonishment.
Sato’s mind was still groggy from the fever and he couldn’t remember what had happened the previous night. When did Asakura arrive and how come he was lying almost naked in his bed? He wanted to get up, but as soon as he moved, a pair of arms suddenly caught him. They wrapped themselves around his waist, pulling him back under the blankets.
“How are you feeling?”
Asakura’s morning voice was slightly gruffy, but to Sato’s ears it sounded extremely sexy. He smiled and snuggled comfortably inside that warm embrace.
“Much better.” He replied, then turned his head around.
Seeing Asakura’s worn-out face, his heart melted.
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“Hm? Trying to get away with such a small bribe?”
“Don’t people usually say that ‘the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach’?”
“Your methods of counteracting me have become much smarter.” Asakura chuckled, giving Sato a peck on his lips. “And my stomach agrees with you on that. I’m actually very hungry right now.”
“Alright. Then go take a shower while I prepare the food.”
Sato made another movement to get up, but Asakura once again caught him.
“Why don’t we take a shower together?”
As he said that, Asakura stared Sato in the eye. His voice was deep and tantalizing, while his gaze radiated with a burning passion. Those black pupils were like magnets, attracting everything that came close to them, not allowing a single chance of escape.
Being stared at like that, Sato couldn’t help but tremble. His very soul seemed to be absorbed by that penetrating gaze. A second later, his face turned red and he unconsciously gulped.
“But you’re tired.” He whispered.
The young man’s voice was very soft and he looked rather shily at the other man. He didn’t even realize just how tempting his expression currently was; especially to a hungry dragon like Asakura.
Asakura licked his lips and inched closer, speaking close to Sato’s ear.
“During the time we were apart, one day seemed like three years for me. I’ve missed you so much that it took all my strength to resist you last night.” As he spoke, his hands were already tugging at Sato’s clothes. “There’s another way to compensate me for taking care of you. Why not shower together and you can wash my back?”
“Wash your back?” Sato repeated in a daze.
“Mh.” Asakura said and leaned back to watch Sato’s expression.
When their eyes met, Sato’s breath caught in his throat and he felt trapped. The atmosphere made him feel both excited and nervous. Asakura’s gaze held a scorching desire that looked too much like hunger. For a moment, he feared that agreeing to the man’s proposition might get him into the situation of being devoured. Nevertheless, he loved and trusted Asakura. He had also missed him, so there was nothing wrong with spending time doing this and that together.
Hence, Sato nodded in agreement and the two moved into the bathroom. The two lovers spent almost an hour washing each other’s backs and by the time they emerged from the bathroom, both their faces were bright red and their breathing was slightly heavy.
When the two arrived in the kitchen, Kyosuke was already there preparing breakfast. He raised his eyes and paused at the sight of them. Luckily for him, his room was on the other side of the apartment and he was thus spared from hearing anything that might make him blush. But glancing between the two, it wasn’t very difficult to imagine what they have been doing. In all likelihood, they had quite a good time while showering.
“I see you two lovebirds are feeling quite well this morning. You even had time for some morning exercise.” Kyosuke teased meaningfully, raising an eyebrow.
“Kyosuke.” Sato chided, his face still retaining a soft blush.
“Kyosuke isn’t wrong, though. We indeed had a great morning exercise, didn’t we?” Asakura grinned, then gave his lover a quick kiss on the lips.
“Not you too.” Sato covered his face with both hands. His ears were now beet red and he was sure his head might explode from embarrassment at any moment.
“Ugh. Could you two please stop being so sickeningly sweet?” Kyosuke suddenly grimaced, shifting his eyes away from the couple.
“It’s your own fault for teasing us so early in the morning.” Asakura simply shrugged and took a seat next to Sato at the table.
After they had breakfast, Kyosuke left saying he’ll be back later. He had a meeting with Kyota at the agency and had to hurry. He didn’t want to run the risk of being late.
Two other two remained at the table, enjoying their coffee in silence. There was still an hour before Asakura had to be at the office, so they had enough time to chat for a while.
“So unfortunate. I wanted to cook breakfast for you.” Sato sighed despondently.
Since he wasn’t very good at it, Kyosuke was always the one cooking. Even when he was with Touma, he had never made anything more than soup or rice. But ever since he got together with Asakura, he had wanted to try making something more elaborate. Cooking food for the one you love and seeing their happy expression as they ate, Sato wanted to experience that as well.
Imagining what he must be thinking of, Asakura pulled Sato closer by the back of his neck.
“Next time you can cook for me. I won’t eat Kyosuke-kun’s food even if he makes the best dish in the world.”
“But you might not like my cooking. What if you like Kyosuke’s cooking more?”
Sato looked up and blinked. His expression resembled that of a small animal that had been wronged. Thinking back to their earlier conversation about ‘the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach’ he felt worried.
It was pretty clear that this love was beginning to affect his faculties. There was no other way to explain his current spoiled behavior. But he couldn’t help it. He loved Asakura too much and was afraid of losing him.
Once again, as if Sato’s thoughts were displayed on his face, Asakura immediately knew what the young man was fretting over. A sudden surge of happiness invaded his chest and his soul almost floated above his head from the sudden bliss.
Seeing the one he loved acting spoiled and jealous over him made Asakura almost lose his head in exhilaration. In his eyes, the current Sato was both cute and endearing. Thus, his body moved swiftly and a second later he was hugging Sato tightly, giving him kiss after kiss.
“What you’re thinking is impossible!” Asakura declared vehemently, stopping his smooching attack in order to look Sato in the eye. “I prefer your fluffy side to his coarse personality. He’s too wild for me to handle. His future partner must surely be a sadistic person.”
Right at that moment, Kyota Rikatsu was looking over some documents, when he suddenly sneezed.
“Hm? Am I catching a cold?” he asked himself pensively.
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