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+G to L › Junjou Romantica (Junj? Romanchika)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
18
Views:
4,199
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Junjo Romantica, or any of their characters, though i wish i did own Usagi-san ): I am not making any profits out of this, just happiness and satisfaction.
Chapter 2
Junjo romantica does not belong to me, though i wish it did! And i’m not making any profits here :p
hello avalon (: thank you for your support! haha, i love how Nowaki stares at Hiroki with this adoring expression sometimes. hehee.
Chapter 2
2 weeks later
Hiroki watched bleary eyed as Nowaki raced around the kitchen, rushing to prepare breakfast, while frantically washing up and getting dressed. It was Nowaki’s turn to make breakfast today, and due to a long night shift in the hospital, he had overslept.
‘I can make breakfast on my own Nowaki, I’m not a kid.’
‘Yes Hiro-san, I know that, but a promise is a promise, today is my turn to make breakfast, so I should do it. Furthermore, cooking for you makes me happy.’
‘BAKA! But you’re going to be late for your shift at the hospital, and didn’t you say your mentor is really strict about punctuality, and he’s been working all of you to the ground. Plus, because he’s been giving you so much work, you are permanently exhausted, and barely have enough rest as it is. You don’t have to make breakfast Nowaki.’
‘It’s all part of the training Hiro-san. It’s not easy, but I really enjoy my work, and the houseman-ship is only going to last one more year. It’s the make-or-break time, as many trainee doctors drop out of the programme because it is too tough or they can’t take it. But I will not let anything get in my way of passing my houseman-ship, cause this is my dream and only by becoming a full-fledged doctor will I be able to ...’
‘Catch up with me right?! When will you get that stupid idea out of your head! I don’t need you to catch up with me, do it for yourself and your dreams. I am happy with the way you are.’
Realising he had let too much slip, Hiroki blushed furiously and ducked his head, staring at the few bruises on his forearm and his knees, wondering silently about where he got them from. He must have been really clumsy lately.
‘I’ll make breakfast, you go get changed!’, he growled at Nowaki. Suddenly he felt warm arms wrap around his shoulders, and a warm breath against his ear.
‘Thank you Hiro-san, for supporting my dreams, for everything. I love you Hiro-san’, Nowaki whispered softly into Hiroki’s ear, tightening his embrace around Hiroki, before giving him a peck on his ear. Hiroki flushed again, and quickly wriggled out of Nowaki’s arms and grabbed whatever was nearest, which happened to be a box of tissue paper, and threw it at Nowaki.
‘Pervert, go get changed already! You’re running late. Jeesh.’
Nowaki gave him his usual big adorable smile, before thanking Hiroki again and ducking out of the kitchen to get ready for work. The smile was infectious, and despite Hiroki’s best efforts to keep his face stern, the warmth that spread from his heart brought an unconscious tender smile to his face as he busied around the kitchen preparing breakfast for his lover.
After a hurried simple breakfast (due to Hiroki’s lack of cooking skills), he walked Nowaki to the door to bid him goodbye.
‘Hiro-san, I have the day and night shift today, so I will probably be home only around 4, 5 am. So don’t wait up for me, or prepare dinner for me alright. I will grab something at work’, Nowaki rambled on as he pulled on his outer-coat.
‘Ok. You better be eating properly, you’re looking so worn and fatigued lately, and you’re growing thinner. It’s not healthy, and if you fall ill, the more you won’t be able to work and learn well’, lectured Hiroki.
‘Hai, Hiro-san. I will try my best, but our mentor always has so much for us to do, that the trainees never have much time to even sit down for a minute, much less eat. But don’t worry, I will be fine. You being so concerned about my well-being makes me really happy Hiro-san!’
‘Shut up! Of course I am concerned about your well-being, you are my ... I MEAN, if you fall sick how are you going to be a good doctor right?! GO GO GO! You’re going to be late! SHOO!’, stammered Hiroki rather sharply, before shoving Nowaki out of the door and slamming it behind him.
Leaning his back against the door, he breathed deeply, angry at himself for nearly saying too much that morning, and tried to calm down. Suddenly, the phone rang, and he quickly went to pick it up.
‘Moshimoshi... Yes, this is Kamijo... Oh my health check-up report is out? I have to make an appointment with the doctor before I can get my report results? ... Alright, I am free tomorrow from 4pm-5pm... Yes that’s fine. Thank you. Goodbye.’
As he hung up the phone, he had this unexplainable sinking feeling in stomach.
hello avalon (: thank you for your support! haha, i love how Nowaki stares at Hiroki with this adoring expression sometimes. hehee.
Chapter 2
2 weeks later
Hiroki watched bleary eyed as Nowaki raced around the kitchen, rushing to prepare breakfast, while frantically washing up and getting dressed. It was Nowaki’s turn to make breakfast today, and due to a long night shift in the hospital, he had overslept.
‘I can make breakfast on my own Nowaki, I’m not a kid.’
‘Yes Hiro-san, I know that, but a promise is a promise, today is my turn to make breakfast, so I should do it. Furthermore, cooking for you makes me happy.’
‘BAKA! But you’re going to be late for your shift at the hospital, and didn’t you say your mentor is really strict about punctuality, and he’s been working all of you to the ground. Plus, because he’s been giving you so much work, you are permanently exhausted, and barely have enough rest as it is. You don’t have to make breakfast Nowaki.’
‘It’s all part of the training Hiro-san. It’s not easy, but I really enjoy my work, and the houseman-ship is only going to last one more year. It’s the make-or-break time, as many trainee doctors drop out of the programme because it is too tough or they can’t take it. But I will not let anything get in my way of passing my houseman-ship, cause this is my dream and only by becoming a full-fledged doctor will I be able to ...’
‘Catch up with me right?! When will you get that stupid idea out of your head! I don’t need you to catch up with me, do it for yourself and your dreams. I am happy with the way you are.’
Realising he had let too much slip, Hiroki blushed furiously and ducked his head, staring at the few bruises on his forearm and his knees, wondering silently about where he got them from. He must have been really clumsy lately.
‘I’ll make breakfast, you go get changed!’, he growled at Nowaki. Suddenly he felt warm arms wrap around his shoulders, and a warm breath against his ear.
‘Thank you Hiro-san, for supporting my dreams, for everything. I love you Hiro-san’, Nowaki whispered softly into Hiroki’s ear, tightening his embrace around Hiroki, before giving him a peck on his ear. Hiroki flushed again, and quickly wriggled out of Nowaki’s arms and grabbed whatever was nearest, which happened to be a box of tissue paper, and threw it at Nowaki.
‘Pervert, go get changed already! You’re running late. Jeesh.’
Nowaki gave him his usual big adorable smile, before thanking Hiroki again and ducking out of the kitchen to get ready for work. The smile was infectious, and despite Hiroki’s best efforts to keep his face stern, the warmth that spread from his heart brought an unconscious tender smile to his face as he busied around the kitchen preparing breakfast for his lover.
After a hurried simple breakfast (due to Hiroki’s lack of cooking skills), he walked Nowaki to the door to bid him goodbye.
‘Hiro-san, I have the day and night shift today, so I will probably be home only around 4, 5 am. So don’t wait up for me, or prepare dinner for me alright. I will grab something at work’, Nowaki rambled on as he pulled on his outer-coat.
‘Ok. You better be eating properly, you’re looking so worn and fatigued lately, and you’re growing thinner. It’s not healthy, and if you fall ill, the more you won’t be able to work and learn well’, lectured Hiroki.
‘Hai, Hiro-san. I will try my best, but our mentor always has so much for us to do, that the trainees never have much time to even sit down for a minute, much less eat. But don’t worry, I will be fine. You being so concerned about my well-being makes me really happy Hiro-san!’
‘Shut up! Of course I am concerned about your well-being, you are my ... I MEAN, if you fall sick how are you going to be a good doctor right?! GO GO GO! You’re going to be late! SHOO!’, stammered Hiroki rather sharply, before shoving Nowaki out of the door and slamming it behind him.
Leaning his back against the door, he breathed deeply, angry at himself for nearly saying too much that morning, and tried to calm down. Suddenly, the phone rang, and he quickly went to pick it up.
‘Moshimoshi... Yes, this is Kamijo... Oh my health check-up report is out? I have to make an appointment with the doctor before I can get my report results? ... Alright, I am free tomorrow from 4pm-5pm... Yes that’s fine. Thank you. Goodbye.’
As he hung up the phone, he had this unexplainable sinking feeling in stomach.