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[Mar 27] [Junjou Romantica] Paper Cut
Title: Paper Cut
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deecherrywolf
Day/Theme: Mar 27 / a poet speaks with blood
Series: Junjou Romantica
Character/Pairing: Romantica
Today was one of those days that Usami Akihiko could use a little bit of some Misaki loving, unfortunately for him, Misaki had shut himself into his bedroom, locking the door, to get some of his staggering homework done. Usami sighed as he leaned on the door, he wished there was that he could get in without resorting to breaking the door down... though that option was tempting. He sighed once more. Knocking wouldn't do him any good, he had already tried that one.
So he decided to give up for now. He was half way down the steps when he heard a yowl come from his room. He bolted up there in time to see Misaki run out of the room and into the bathroom.
“Misaki!?”
Misaki looked at Usami with teary eyes. “I got a paper cut.”
Usami instantly deflated and smiled. All of this over a paper cut? He remembered getting them a lot in his youth. He walked over to Misaki, who held his bleeding finger under the faucet. He raised an eyebrow. “Must have been some paper cut.”
“It hurt!”
Usami chuckled, pulling Misaki's hand away from the cool water, bringing the hurt finger to his lips and popping Misaki's finger into his mouth, giving it a small suck before the finger was yanked out of his mouth. He opened his eyes and looked at Misaki who was now red face and holding the hand close to him, the finger glistening with saliva.
“Don't do that Usagi-san!”
Usami chuckled, leaning closer to him. “Why not? That is the proper way to heal a lover's wound.”
Misaki glared at him, eyes lowering. “No, it isn't. I can bandage it myself.”
Usami watched Misaki bandage his small wound, a hot sensation pooling in his groin. Now that he had Misaki out of his room, he wanted nothing more than to get him back inside, with him in it as well.
Misaki yelped as Usami picked him up, lifting him over his shoulder. Misaki hit as his back. “Stupid Usagi! Put me down!”
Usami chuckled darkly. “I will, once we get into my room. I'll heal more than your little paper cut.”
Misaki gulped and cried out for help as Usami slammed his door shut.
(THE END)
Author:
deecherrywolfDay/Theme: Mar 27 / a poet speaks with blood
Series: Junjou Romantica
Character/Pairing: Romantica
Today was one of those days that Usami Akihiko could use a little bit of some Misaki loving, unfortunately for him, Misaki had shut himself into his bedroom, locking the door, to get some of his staggering homework done. Usami sighed as he leaned on the door, he wished there was that he could get in without resorting to breaking the door down... though that option was tempting. He sighed once more. Knocking wouldn't do him any good, he had already tried that one.
So he decided to give up for now. He was half way down the steps when he heard a yowl come from his room. He bolted up there in time to see Misaki run out of the room and into the bathroom.
“Misaki!?”
Misaki looked at Usami with teary eyes. “I got a paper cut.”
Usami instantly deflated and smiled. All of this over a paper cut? He remembered getting them a lot in his youth. He walked over to Misaki, who held his bleeding finger under the faucet. He raised an eyebrow. “Must have been some paper cut.”
“It hurt!”
Usami chuckled, pulling Misaki's hand away from the cool water, bringing the hurt finger to his lips and popping Misaki's finger into his mouth, giving it a small suck before the finger was yanked out of his mouth. He opened his eyes and looked at Misaki who was now red face and holding the hand close to him, the finger glistening with saliva.
“Don't do that Usagi-san!”
Usami chuckled, leaning closer to him. “Why not? That is the proper way to heal a lover's wound.”
Misaki glared at him, eyes lowering. “No, it isn't. I can bandage it myself.”
Usami watched Misaki bandage his small wound, a hot sensation pooling in his groin. Now that he had Misaki out of his room, he wanted nothing more than to get him back inside, with him in it as well.
Misaki yelped as Usami picked him up, lifting him over his shoulder. Misaki hit as his back. “Stupid Usagi! Put me down!”
Usami chuckled darkly. “I will, once we get into my room. I'll heal more than your little paper cut.”
Misaki gulped and cried out for help as Usami slammed his door shut.
(THE END)