This Moment - Fanfiction - Free!
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nansliceTitle: This Moment
Fandom - Pairing: Free! - Makoto/Haru
Rating - Warnings: G, none
Summary: They treasured every moment they could get.
Notes: Forluxken27's Summer Mini-Challenge Table Five - love
Haru woke slowly. Rubbing his eyes with one hand, he reached out with the other for Makoto but found empty sheets instead. The bedroom was dim, moonlight just barely filtering in through the curtained window, and rain pitter pattered against the glass. Although it was extremely early, Haru could hear the bustle of city life outside. It didn't bother him - Tokyo, Sydney, New York - all city noise sounded the same anymore. Haru sat up and frowned, rubbing his eyes. Getting up, he padded out to the living area. Makoto sat on the sofa, back to Haru, looking out the large window that dominated the far wall.
"What are you doing?"
Makoto looked up and smiled. "I'm just...Haru! You'll catch a cold dressed like that! You didn't even put on a robe," he scolded but before he could get him, Haru sat down with him, curling up against his side, his legs over his lap.
"You'll keep me warm," Haru said, tilting his head to rest against Makoto's shoulder. He felt Makoto press a kiss against his hair and he shifted closer, rubbing his cheek against Makoto's robe. "What are you doing up?"
"I just couldn't sleep," Makoto said after a moment and then chuckled softly. "I'm so excited that you're here. I have so many things I want us to do! I want this week to be perfect."
"You got your vacation time from the hospital?" Haru asked, reaching into Makoto's robe and rubbing against his chest thoughtfully, fingernails dragging in a way that was more soothing than stimulating. Like he was petting a great cat.
Makoto sunk lower on the sofa. "Yes," he murmured, running his hand over Haru's bare legs. "They were very understanding. I'm not even on-call."
"Then this week will be perfect." Haru stilled his hand over Makoto's heart.
Makoto paused before laughing again. "You're so straightforward," he said after a moment, embarrassment coloring his voice. "There's so much to do here in Tokyo! And I've not had time to really explore, with classes and then my residency." He paused again before holding Haru closer and clearing his throat. "I'm glad that I'll get to explore it with you," he said softly.
Haru didn't reply. Instead he resumed stroking Makoto's chest and closed his eyes, feeling his lover's warmth and listening to the rain drum against the window.
Fandom - Pairing: Free! - Makoto/Haru
Rating - Warnings: G, none
Summary: They treasured every moment they could get.
Notes: For
luxken27's Summer Mini-Challenge Table Five - loveHaru woke slowly. Rubbing his eyes with one hand, he reached out with the other for Makoto but found empty sheets instead. The bedroom was dim, moonlight just barely filtering in through the curtained window, and rain pitter pattered against the glass. Although it was extremely early, Haru could hear the bustle of city life outside. It didn't bother him - Tokyo, Sydney, New York - all city noise sounded the same anymore. Haru sat up and frowned, rubbing his eyes. Getting up, he padded out to the living area. Makoto sat on the sofa, back to Haru, looking out the large window that dominated the far wall.
"What are you doing?"
Makoto looked up and smiled. "I'm just...Haru! You'll catch a cold dressed like that! You didn't even put on a robe," he scolded but before he could get him, Haru sat down with him, curling up against his side, his legs over his lap.
"You'll keep me warm," Haru said, tilting his head to rest against Makoto's shoulder. He felt Makoto press a kiss against his hair and he shifted closer, rubbing his cheek against Makoto's robe. "What are you doing up?"
"I just couldn't sleep," Makoto said after a moment and then chuckled softly. "I'm so excited that you're here. I have so many things I want us to do! I want this week to be perfect."
"You got your vacation time from the hospital?" Haru asked, reaching into Makoto's robe and rubbing against his chest thoughtfully, fingernails dragging in a way that was more soothing than stimulating. Like he was petting a great cat.
Makoto sunk lower on the sofa. "Yes," he murmured, running his hand over Haru's bare legs. "They were very understanding. I'm not even on-call."
"Then this week will be perfect." Haru stilled his hand over Makoto's heart.
Makoto paused before laughing again. "You're so straightforward," he said after a moment, embarrassment coloring his voice. "There's so much to do here in Tokyo! And I've not had time to really explore, with classes and then my residency." He paused again before holding Haru closer and clearing his throat. "I'm glad that I'll get to explore it with you," he said softly.
Haru didn't reply. Instead he resumed stroking Makoto's chest and closed his eyes, feeling his lover's warmth and listening to the rain drum against the window.
