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by lovejjong

by lovejjong

Soraru opened his eyes, feeling a small burn in his chest. His stomach growled, but he hisses lightly, poking his flat tummy as a halfhearted way to get it to shut up. Unluckily, that action stirred the man next to him, and Soraru tried not to look at Mafu's eyes as his face burned in humiliation. "hm?" Mafu mumbled, rubbing his eyes lightly before squinting at Soraru. "where are we?" he murmured, and Soraru couldn't help but to laugh. "in the hospital, idiot. Get off my bed before a nurse comes in," he replies, and Mafu obliged, pushing away the blanket and swinging his long legs down the bed. Soraru would be lying if he says he doesn't miss the warmth Mafu brings along, but decided to huddle into the blanket, pulling it up to his chest as he smiles blearily at Mafu. The blonde couldn't help himself but to melt a little, feeling his insides turn to mush as he watches the other male.
The door knocking startled them both, and Mafu curls his fingers around the handles of the plastic bag containing their food from before, still untouched. He shot Soraru an apologetic smile as he leaned down to press a kiss on the male's cheek. Mafu pulled back just as the door opens, revealing a young, fresh-faced nurse. Her face crumpled a little when she sees the food Mafu is holding, and turned towards Soraru. "Soraru-san, you didn't eat the food?" she murmurs, and Soraru found himself disliking the way his name rolls off her tongue. Nevertheless, he shook his head, and Mafu stumbled over his words, trying to explain himself to the nurse. "its okay," she smiles, and turned back to Soraru. "I just wanted to make sure before I bring you your food, Soraru-san," she says, bowing a little before gesturing to the bandages round Soraru's wrists. "do you want me to-?" her question is left open ended, and she is nice enough to ask. But Soraru couldn't help seizing up as he thought of the nurse seeing his wounds, and shook his head, tears brimming.
"I'll do it," Mafu volunteered, and she scrutinized him, looking as if she is weighing the choices of having a stranger dress her patient's wounds, or having a patient's complete meltdown in her hands. "I don't know-" "-it will be fine!" Mafu smiles. "I worked in my mum's clinic before, I've changed bandages before." she seemed visibly reassured after that, mumbling her apologies as she made her way out. Soraru sighs, the tension having made its way out when he felt Mafu's gentle fingers pulling his limp arm towards him. "you have worked at a clinic before?" he murmurs, and Mafu nods slightly. "sometimes. When the clinic is really busy I help out with the victims that are in need of bandages. I can't help out with the medicine and stuff." Soraru nods, watching the younger's deft fingers working.
When he is done, they waited in silence for a beat before the door opened again. The nurse stepped in, and placed the food on Soraru's side table before smiling at them. She exited the room after making sure that Soraru's bandages are securely in place. Soraru pushed the food around listlessly, feeling a loss of appetite as he sighs. "Soraru-san, you should eat." Mafu curled his fingers around Soraru's hand which is holding the spoon and guided it carefully to his mouth. Soraru opened his mouth obediently, allowing Mafu to feed him. He chewed, a small smile on his lips as he stared at Mafu. They were so lost in each other that they did not hear the door opening.
A scoff was heard, and they both jerked their head towards the noise. A young man stood there, sunglasses pushed up to reveal dark eyes. His lips are curled upwards, and Soraru felt his heart quickened, before stopping.

Araki stood there, a hand on his hip as he sneered. "oh? Was I intruding?"

a/n : I've 18 drafts of stories in my unpublished area, so maybe I'll publish one or two soon! will y'all be excited?
-aru