Work Text
Haru stood and observed the bed in front of him, his two boyfriends standing at his side. Makoto’s brow was creased with concern, and Rin was rubbing the bridge of his nose with his hand.“I don’t think we can all fit in this,” Makoto admitted quietly, finally breaking the silence."Makoto." Rin removed his hand from his face. “How big did the woman at the furniture store say the bed was again?”“Uhm,” Makoto looked sheepish as he recounted the flustered memory of oversharing their relationship status with the saleswoman. “Big enough for three men?”“We all went there together, Rin.” Haru reminded him dryly. “You weren’t paying attention.”“I was!” Rin bit back in exasperation, shouldering past his boyfriend as he moved to look at the bed from the side. “The one on display looked a hell of a lot bigger.”“It’s got to be the same one, though…” Makoto reasoned. “...Right?”He and Rin circled the bed, looking at it from all sides. Haru thought they looked a bit like coyotes observing a carcass. “Could we have gotten the wrong box?” Rin questioned. He looked irritated at the very idea.“It can't be!” Makoto worriedly peered closely at the tag on the mattress. “The lady handed it right to us.”“Then we got scammed.” Haru decided plainly, sitting down at the foot of the bed in defeat.“Haru-chan, don’t say that!” Makoto seemed aghast at the very thought. He came over to plop beside him, anxiously rubbing his knees with his hands. “The employees were so nice... it must’ve been a mistake I made.”Haru frowned at him. “You shouldn’t blame yourself for something Rin probably did.” “Hey!” Rin stalked over to Haru and forcibly flopped down on his other side. “Says the guy who did nothing but look at that stupid clownfish aquarium next to the door.”Haru scoffed. “You were right there with me, grinning at the glass like an idiot and making Makoto move the box on his own.”“You—”“Oh, the box!” Makoto perked up from his haze and stood up from the bed abruptly, causing Haru to tip into Rin at the immense loss of weight on one side. “Do we still have it?”“It’s still downstairs,” Haru recalled, pushing himself back up to sit straighter. “Unless Sousuke threw it out already.”"We should check it, just to make sure we got the right one," his boyfriend decided, hurrying toward their bedroom door. Rin had also gotten up and rushed past Makoto. “You don’t have to lug that big thing up by yourself, Makoto.” He said briskly. “That’s what we brought Sousuke for, yeah?”Haru watched Rin grip the door frame and swing himself out to call down the staircase. “Sousuke!” “SOUSUKE!” Rin shouted impatiently when he received no response. There was a clunking sound up their stairs, and Haru could hear Sousuke's irritated yell back.“What?! What are you raging about now?”“Never mind that! Is the box still down there?”There was a pause. “...What box?” “The box the bed that we spent all day building came in, dumbass!” There was more clunking and a brief silence before Sousuke called back. “Yeah, i’s still down here. Wan’ me to take it out?”“No, bring it up. We’ve got a problem.”“Uhh, okay.”Makoto brushed past Rin and Haru could hear his heavy footfall hurrying down the stairs. “Ah, Sousuke, let me help!”Rin returned to the bed with a sigh, scratching the back of his neck as Haru knew he often did when he was frustrated."After all the work we put into building this shit, and we find out we got the wrong bed…” Rin grumbled. He began to pace in front of where Haru still sat.“Sousuke has more of a right to complain,” Haru reminded him dryly. “You made him do most of the work.”“I did not!” Rin glowered at his boyfriend. “Honestly, you’re going to be waking up tomorrow morning on the floor if you keep nagging me.”“I’ll take you right down with me.” Haru retorted.“So? You think I suddenly can’t sleep on the floor?”Haru couldn’t resist a tiny smirk. “And leave Makoto all alone?”He and Rin glared at each other. Rin’s hard expression melted slightly at Haru’s playful smirk, and he chuffed fondly before turning back toward their bedroom door.The two heard the sound of something heavy being pulled up the staircase, followed by Makoto and Sousuke’s muffled voices. “Sousuke, are you sure you don’t need me to pull it the rest of the way?”“No, s’not—hngh… heavy…”“I’m jus’ a little… hhfh—of it…”Haru could see the massive furniture box at the doorway as the two men finally hauled it up the stairs. Sousuke looked unusually strained, his cheeks utterly flushed with a pale red, looking a little too exhausted after moving an empty box. He straightened up, panting heavily. Makoto pressed close to him, trying to nudge him away from the box.“It’s okay, Sousuke, I can—”“No, we still have to turn it the other way and—”“Damn, what a mess,” Rin moaned in exasperation. “I’ll get the rest of it, old man,” he hurried over to the door and waved Sousuke away, repositioning the box on his own.Sousuke backed up into the center of their bedroom. Seeing as they had only begun moving in this week, the master bedroom was still mostly barren, and Sousuke looked comically liminal standing in such a big, empty space.It didn’t help that the athlete looked somewhat dazed. Haru got up from the bed and walked to Sousuke, a little concerned. Immediately after reaching his side, Haru could smell sake on him.“You’re drunk,” Haru observed simply, moving his face a little closer to be sure. Sousuke looked at his friend wearily and shifted his feet. “Didn’t have that much.” He grumbled. “...Your cat’s been all o’er me, though…”“She’s very interested in alcohol,” Haru explained, remembering a time when she tried to push her tiny face through a corked bottle Rin had left unattended when she was still a kitten. She would’ve narrowly succeeded, too, if not for Makoto’s guardian gaze.“I didn’ think that— ic! —was somethin’ a cat would be into,” Sousuke admitted. “But I don’ know much ‘bout them…”“I think she just likes the smell,” Haru said thoughtfully. “But Makoto still worries that if she ever sneaks any, she’ll get dependant.”Sousuke looked bewildered, like he had misheard. “The… the cat?” Haru nodded. “That’s why there’s a lock on the new fridge.”Overhearing, Rin whirled around from the box he and Makoto were trying to push vertically into the bedroom. “Oi, Sousuke, you started drinking already?” He groaned. “You were supposed to wait until we were done for the day before you opened the bottles!”“You were takin’ too long up here,” Sousuke mumbled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck roughly. “S’not like they’re going anywhere.”“Ugh, no wonder you’re bumbling around that,” Rin came over to where they stood and began ushering Sousuke towards the door.“C’mon, you ox. You need to lie down. I’ll take you back downstairs—““Oi, I can make it down m’sel—”“Sousuke, you reek. This house is new, I’m not letting you break your neck in it already—”Their squabbling was cut short by the sound of a familiar bell jingle as a ginger-patched cat bounded into the doorway, her long fur fluffed up as it often was when she was excited.“Aito-chan!” Makoto gasped in surprise, forgetting the box to immediately reach for her. “What are you doing up here?!”Rin let go of Sousuke to gape in amazement. “We put up the stairway gate, didn’t we?”Impressed, Haru crossed his arms and tried to hide the pride in his expression. “Hm. She must have jumped it again.” “But we got a child gate this time!” Rin cried in disbelief. “A gate tall enough to stop an entire child!”“Oh, Aito-chan,” Makoto moaned defeatedly, sounding exasperated but still kneeling down to rub her head lovingly. “We just got that new gate, too…”Drawing his oversized hand through her thick fur, he attempted to gently scoop her up, but she evaded him easily by jumping through the gap in his arm.The small, fluffy calico bolted to Sousuke at such a speed that it caused the large man to do a double-take.Instead of trying to commit a random act of violence against him, however, Aito instead stood up on her hind paws and stretched her forelegs out on his wide pants leg, looking up at him with imploring blue eyes.“Silly girl,” Rin chuckled, any frustration with her once again being swiftly defeated. He bent down to pick her up. “You just wanted to see Sousuke-ojisan, yeah?”“S’weird…” Sousuke remarked, looking oddly embarrassed. “Dunno why she’s so attached to me tonight….”Wriggling out of Rin’s arms, Aito pushed past his neck and walked across his shoulders, using them as a bridge to get to Sousuke’s much bigger ones. Standing lightly on his once-injured shoulder, Sousuke stiffened as the cat pushed her tiny nose against the side of his mouth, rubbing her face on it. His hand came up to rest on her back, like he were worried she would fall.“It’s not just you, Sousuke,” Haru concluded as he watched their cat smother his upper lip with rasps from her tiny tongue. “She likes the smell of sake on you.”Makoto’s eyes widened with concern. “I knew I wasn’t overreacting about her and alcohol.”“Geez, I should’ve known,” Rin groaned. “That’s not even our good sake.” His eyes softened as he huffed. “You’re so weird, cat.”“That’s just how our Aito-chan is.” Makoto came over to them and smiled tiredly. All their woes and bickering about the bed and about the arduous moving day were forgotten, if only for one much-needed moment.“I blame Haru.” Despite the accusation, Rin’s voice was fond. “She was his cat first, before he and Makoto were even together.”“And then you came along and made her worse,” Haru remarked, the dryness in his voice absent as he smiled at Rin without thinking.Rin returned it with a tiny giggle and a wolfish grin, Makoto chuckling with him. The three boyfriends were quiet for a moment, bonding at the expense of Sousuke’s immense discomfort.“...Uuhh—” Sousuke’s voice was muffled, mouth getting smothered by Aito’s fur. Despite that, he made no effort to move her himself.“...Can you get her off muh face?”“Oh!” Makoto hurriedly reached out and scooped up Aito, pulling her away into his huge arms despite her startled meow of protest, one foreleg stretching out feebly to latch onto Sousuke.Untangling her claws carefully from the seams of Sousuke’s shirt, Makoto scratched under her chin to distract her and smiled sympathetically at Sousuke. “Hehe. Sorry, Sousuke.”“S’all righ—” Sousuke cut himself off with a sneeze so powerful that Rin jumped, and Haru sidestepped to Makoto’s side before droplets of snot descended on him.“Eugh!”Sousuke sniffled loudly, sloppily running his sleeve underneath his nose. “Ngh—sorry…”“Shit, you’re going to drop dead at this rate,” Rin returned to Sousuke’s side and nudged the bigger man’s arm, sliding underneath it and hoisting the man up until he acted as a human crutch.He glanced over at his boyfriends.“I’ll get this lug downstairs and set up the couch for him.”“Buh’ what ‘bout the bed?” Sousuke turned his head to look wearily behind him. “Didn’ you guys get the wrong one?”“I checked the box, everything seemed to be right,” Makoto sighed. “It’ll be a squeeze, but I think we’ll be able to fit, at least for tonight.”“Fuck,” Rin sighed. “I hope you’re right. Dunno what we’re going to do if you’re not.”As he began to haul Sousuke towards the bedroom door, Aito scrambled out of Makoto’s unsuspecting arms to gallop after Sousuke. With a needy meow, she made an agile leap for the back of his pants leg, attaching herself and climbing nimbly up his broad body until she was hooked on his back. “...I thin’ there’s a spider on me,” Sousuke mumbled as Aito began to lick the peach fuzz on the back of his neck. “It’s just the cat,” Rin sighed. “I give up. Looks like she’ll be bunking with you tonight.”“Sleep well, Sousuke!” Makoto called after them gently as he and Haru watched them go. “Let us know if you need anything, okay?”“Uhhhn… ‘kay.”“Oi, Sousuke, pick up your feet!”As Rin and Sousuke disappeared down the staircase, Haru turned his head to hear Makoto give a fond chuckle.“Poor Sousuke.” Makoto laughed, sounding a little wistful. “I don’t think he expected to get so drunk tonight.”“He always thinks he has better tolerance than he does,” Haru observed dryly. “He should be more careful.”“Hehe, that’s fair.” Standing beside Haru, Makoto glanced around the room after a brief silence. “What do you want to do while we wait for Rin, Haru-chan?”“I’ll get the stuff out of the dryer for us to make the bed with,” Haru decided, leaving Makoto’s side to walk to the laundry room.“Oh, you don’t have to carry all that stuff to the bed yourself!” Makoto reminded hurriedly, following behind Haru closely.“I can handle it.” Haru bumped his shoulder against Makoto’s absentmindedly. “But I don’t want you to get lonely alone in here, Makoto. So I’ll let you help me.”“Aha, reading my mind again?” Makoto flushed a little, returning Haru’s shoulder bump with a gently playful nudge as they walked side-by-side. “You do it so effortlessly these days, Haru-chan…”“It’s always been easy when it comes to you,” Haru hummed thoughtfully when they entered the laundry room. He opened the dryer, careful not to make too much noise. Haru turned his eyes back to Makoto. “Now more than ever.”Makoto’s gentle gaze suddenly sparked with a playful challenge. He drew close to Haru, pinning the other man carefully against the dryer without actually trapping him. Recognizing his boyfriend’s advance, Haru’s hands instinctively drew up onto his shoulders, sliding a little down the small of his huge back, mouth parting to allow Makoto’s lips to connect.He kissed Haru tenderly, deep enough to be above a quick peck, but not so deep that their tongues were intertwined. Makoto’s hands held Haru’s waist, his large hands tightening just a little teasingly as their lips parted with a soft noise.Their foreheads joined together naturally as Makoto giggled, his breath tickling Haru’s nose. “I bet you didn’t see that one coming, huh?” He teased hopefully.“Mhm, maybe not.” Haru exhaled affectionately, just shy of a huff of laughter. He rubbed his forehead a little against Makoto’s own.“I can see Rin coming back and getting mad at us disappearing, though.” Haru reminded thoughtfully.“Yeah, me too.” Makoto gave a small laugh, the kind that Haru found adorable bordering on irresistible. “We’d better get started, Haru-chan.”“Mhm…”Reluctantly, they disconnected their foreheads and set to work on unloading the dryer, collecting the bedding Haru had prepared for the day in baskets, with some slung over Makoto’s large shoulders.They returned to the bedroom and set to work on the bed, putting down the sheets and piling on a comforter and blankets, Makoto following Haru’s meticulous lead every step of the way.As they finished arranging the pillows, Haru circled the bed and surveyed it intently. Makoto gave a tiny chuckle.“Haru-chan, you look so serious.”His boyfriend lifted his head to look at him dryly, circling the bed again to suddenly push Makoto, hands spreading out on his chest. Surprised, Makoto gave a tiny oof as Haru pushed him on his back onto the freshly-made bed, the copious amount of blankets cushioning his fall.Haru glided over him, legs dangling against his own as he connected lips with Makoto again. When their lips parted, Haru pecked Makoto’s jawbone, and then pressed a heavier kiss to one side of his neck, sucking just a little as he began to pepper them. “Ahaha!” Makoto giggled helplessly as his senses tingled with Haru’s lips on his sensitive neck, his hands running through Haru’s hair instinctively. “Haru-chan, stop—it tickles!”“Serves you right.” Haru stopped his neck kisses to give one final peck on Makoto’s nose. “I can’t let you think you can sneak up on me.”“Hehe,” Makoto sat up as Haru stood, taking his hand and allowing his boyfriend to pull him to his feet. “I know better than to think that.”Their heads turned as Rin reappeared up the staircase, rubbing the back of his hair with his hand tiredly. “Oh, Rin!” Makoto called to him, a slightly fretful look on his face. “Did you get Sousuke set up for tonight? Does he feel okay?”“He’s out like a light. Tucked him and everything,” Rin told his boyfriend with a tiny grin. “And Aito, too. Guess we’re chopped liver to her tonight.”“I’m glad… oh, and we just finished making the bed!” Makoto smiled and stepped back a little so Rin could see fully. “What do you think?”Rin walked up to stand between Haru and Makoto, grinning as he looked at their work. “Ooh, it looks pretty cozy!” His smile suddenly fell. “Won’t do shit if we can’t all fit in it, though…”“Get away from the fresh blankets,” Haru nudged Rin away. “You stink.”“Ugh, do I really?” He ran his hands down his shirt with a groan. “Lugging Sousuke around must’ve made me smell like sake and sweat…”“Isn’t that how you usually smell on the weekend?” Haru leaned forward to take a closer sniff.Rin swatted Haru away lightly. “Weirdo.” He huffed. “Well, I guess I’ll have to go break in our fancy new shower some more.” He looked from his two boyfriends, unsuccessfully trying to hide the hopeful glint in his eyes. “You guys coming? It would be nice to enjoy your bodies a little before they fucking crush me tonight.”“I would, but I already had one this morning.” Makoto gave Rin a tiny, guilty smile. “But I'll make it up to you tomorrow.”Rin’s eyes gleamed pleadingly at Makoto. “Is that a promise?” Makoto chuckled, just a little impishly. “You know it is.”With a satisfied grin, Rin turned to Haru. “You in?” “Sure.” Haru agreed coolly, running one hand through his hair as he began to follow Rin to the bathroom connected to the room.“I already bathed today, but more time around the water will help me sleep better.” “You don’t have to lie, Haru,” Rin teased, bumping his hip against his as they walked. “It’s okay to say when you want my body.”“I don’t.” “Oh, so you don’t want me to wash your cock with my mouth?”“…I didn’t say that.” Makoto watched his boyfriends disappear into the bathroom with his familiarly fond gaze, although he did feel a little tempted to change his mind at a moment’s notice.Still, he needed to finish up the chapter he had been re-reading in preparation for an exam the next week. Being only a year away from their final year in university meant exams were near-constant.But with it currently being off-season for tournaments, the three of them were managing between each other fine, and with time to spare to finally make the move into the house they had been planning for months.The thought reminded Makoto that he also needed to look over Haru and Rin’s own exam notes—they both had a habit of stuffing their own classwork indiscriminately into each other’s school bags and often mixed their notes as a result. He didn’t want a repeat of the time Rin walked into a kinesiology exam with four pages of notes on the sexual dimorphism in sea turtles.Humming thoughtfully to himself, Makoto retrieved their school bags from their closet and sat down on their bed, careful not to disturb their carefully-made bedding just yet, especially knowing they were probably going to ruffle it to shreds that night—and for once not because of sex.He hoped Rin and Haru would keep themselves occupied in the shower long enough for schoolwork to wear him down for the arduous night ahead. “—waugh! Haru, stay still—you’re gonna fall!”“...uhnnn… then stop going so deep…!”“...this stupid floor, it was way less slipper at our old place…”Judging by the bickering Makoto could hear over the running shower, it would probably be a while.After about thirty or so minutes, Makoto had turned the lights off in the bedroom, save for the softly-glowing lamp on their bedside table. He was lying back on the pillows in the bed, flipping through the chapter he had read just to make sure he hadn’t missed anything.Just as he did, Haru slid out of the bathroom, switching its lights off on his way out just as Rin followed behind him, ruffling his thick maroon hair up with a towel. The two were shirtless, which was typically the way they slept. Makoto was the only one who ever bothered with a nightshirt. Haru, however, wasn’t wearing any underwear at all.“Oi, you’re still dripping.” Pulling it off his head, Rin began to towel water droplets from the ends of Haru’s hair before they could drip down to the carpet.“I am?” Haru turned his head to look behind himself.“With water, dummy.”“Oh.”As they finished, Rin discarded the towel in the bathroom door’s hamper while Makoto closed the book and returned it to his school bag, greeting his two boyfriends with a knowing smile.“Did you two have fun?” The tiniest smirk flickered on Makoto’s face. “All clean?”“Never,” Rin purred, feigning shock at the very idea. Walking over to the bed, he flopped down straight on his back at Makoto’s side.“This bed is so comfy,” he moaned. “Shame it’s about to be ruined by—mph!”Rin was cut off by a surprised grunt as Haru crawled into the bed from under the comforter, tunneling to the front of the bed and forcibly squeezing his naked body between his two boyfriends.The movement caused the bed to shift dramatically onto Makoto’s side, the mattress bouncing and the wooden base making a concerningly-loud creaking noise. Feeling one end of his backside spill out of the mattress, Makoto unraveled his leg and braced himself on the floor.As the bed’s weight tipped, Rin rolled directly into Haru, who rolled into Makoto, giving a tiny oof. Makoto’s arm instinctively curled around Haru and Rin, protecting them just in case Makoto falling would mean they would get cartoonishly vaulted off the other end of the bed.“Waugh—! Haru-chan, please be careful!” Makoto pleaded fearfully. “I don’t want us to fall!”Haru laid his head on the crook of Makoto’s arm, offering a silent apology.“And put some underwear on!” Rin added, bracing his elbow against the bed to push himself up from where his face had collided with Haru’s neck. “I almost kneed you in the crotch!”One of Rin’s legs was also now hanging off his side of the bed, unable to keep it on without risking losing his balance.“I don’t want to wear anything tonight,” Haru mumbled, wriggling out of the tight hold of Makoto’s arm to lie against his shoulder, despite the movement making the bed tilt even more. “I’ll never get comfortable otherwise.”“You can’t just have your cock out all night,” Rin groaned, so close to the other side of him that his hair was tickling Haru’s face. “It’s gross.”Haru glared up at him and blew the dangling strands of Rin’s hair away. “You just put it in your mouth—”“I don’t think it’s possible to get comfortable in this bed at all…” Makoto sighed, looking around their bedroom for a solution.“Yeah, this sucks,” Rin agreed, sighing through his teeth. “With all three of us, it's never going to work….”“Let’s give up,” Haru suggested, his voice muffled by his face in Makoto’s shoulder.“And do what?” Rin questioned with exasperation. “It’s not like one for us can use the couch while Sousuke and the calico rat are stinking it up.”Haru lifted his head to look at Rin tiredly. “Then we’ll put a futon down.”“I wish we could, but...” Makoto was rubbing his chin in thought. “All of the ones we have were put in storage…”“What?” Rin looked increasingly annoyed. “Whose the dumbass that made that call?”Makoto gave Rin a sympathetic smile from across the bed. He didn’t have the heart to remind Rin that he had been the one who had coordinated what went into storage.Thankfully, Haru seemed to be too tired to remind Rin either, his eyes starting to drift close from where he lay sandwiched tightly between his boyfriends’ bodies. It was no surprise he was the only one dozing off, being the only one not currently hanging off the bed.“Fuck, what are we going to do?” Rin rested his chin on Haru’s motionless shoulder, starting to look exhausted himself.“It might be even shittier if we have to sleep straight on the floor, and I don’t have it in me to scrape Sousuke off the couch…”“We shouldn’t give up on the bed just yet, I have an idea!” Makoto suddenly had a burst of confident energy, sitting up straight and causing Haru’s limp body to slide off his shoulder, slumping into his chest and rattling him awake.“Ugh…” Haru whined as he was dragged from the verge of sleep. He bumped his head up under Makoto’s chin, eyes peeling open sluggishly. “Stupid Makoto…”“Oh! I’m sorry, Haru-chan!” Makoto pressed a quick apologetic kiss to Haru’s slightly ruffled hair. “But it won’t be comfortable for you to fall asleep like that.” “Makoto, what are you thinking?” Rin tipped his head curiously.“I was thinking I could sleep on my back, and one of you could lay on top of me to sleep,” Makoto explained confidently. “That way, there will still be enough space for us all to keep our legs in the bed.”There was a brief quiet as Haru and Rin mulled the proposal over. “That could work,” Rin agreed. “But who’s gonna be the one who sleeps on your…”He trailed off until Makoto saw Haru glare at Rin from where he sat in Makoto’s lap. Rin returned it until both of them were glaring at each other, like territorial cats having a standoff.Haru sat back into Makoto’s chest. “I was here first.”“Don’t be stingy, Haru,” there was a menacing purr to Rin’s voice as he crawled forward to where Haru sat. “You always hog Makoto’s chest—it’s my turn tonight.”Haru sat up straighter, anticipating Rin’s challenge. “You can lay on Makoto in your dreams, Rinrin.”“You’re on!” The playful fire in Rin’s eyes alighted as he sprung forward on the bed, descending on Haru who grappled him as the two tumbled from Makoto’s lap, tousling each other and tangling themselves up in the sheets. “Oi, Haru, you’re still not wearing any underwear?! Looks like I’m going to have to put you back in my—augh!”“You first!” “Uwah—! Stop it, you two!” Makoto yelped, their wrestling creating an earthquake in the already-fragile bed. He gasped as he saw Rin and Haru wrangling each other close to the edge, with the aftershocks in the bed threatening to hurl them off. He fought his way through the comforter to crawl over to them. Rin had Haru pinned close to one edge of the bed, giggling triumphantly. “Haha! Another decisive victory for Rinri—oh shit!” Rin suddenly lost his balance, grabbing Haru on instinct to keep him from falling.Makoto sprang for them without thinking. “Be careful, or else we’ll—WAUGH!”There was an enormous crack as the boxspring on one side gave way, causing a massive dent in one side of the entrance that sent all three of them tumbling from the edge of the bed at once.Haru landed first, tangled up in the massive comforter that went down with him that thankfully cushioned his fall. Makoto and Rin fell after, just narrowly avoiding crushing him as Makoto’s massive body was cushioned by the comforter, and Rin by Makoto’s own chest.The three of them shared a groan as they got their bearings. Spitting pillow feathers, Rin lifted himself up and grinned widely when he realized that he was laying on Makoto’s chest.“I win!”Makoto groaned, one arm curling over to where Haru was laying. “You’re not hurt, Haru?” “Only my dignity,” Haru grumbled, voice muffled from where it was buried in the comforter.“Oi, Makoto…” Rin’s eyes were glittering as his leg gently felt up his boyfriend’s crotch, too distracted to even realize they had just busted the bed. “You’re hard under here, aren’t you?”Makoto blushed heavily in spite of himself, giving a sheepish chuckle. “Ah…with Haru not wearing any underwear, I guess it just sort of happened…”“Is it really the time to be thinking about that?” Haru mumbled, lifting his head as his exhaustion began to return.“Easy for you to say,” Rin huffed at his boyfriend. “I’ve already taken your load tonight.”“So did I,” Haru reminded him.“Oh, so you think Makoto should suffer through tonight hard and alone?” Rin challenged with the playful glint already returning to his eyes.There was a tense silence before Haru began to fiercely detangle himself from the comforter, eyes alighting with a competitive fire all over again.“Makoto! Take your shorts off!”“No way! I noticed it first, so I get to—uwah!”Rin was cut short as Haru pounced for him, and before Makoto knew it they were starting up their wrangling all over again.“Ah—wait a minute, you two!” Makoto felt himself give a tiny sigh, and then a loving chuckle in spite of himself.Looks like the floor it is.