Shuichi grumbled to himself as he gave another fruitless tug on Yuki's shirt. He was dragging his lover to the bedroom after he had found the blonde sprawled on the lounge room floor fast asleep again. Shuichi pondered throwing something large and heavy at the man's editor for her stupid god damned deadlines.

And speaking of large and heavy things…

"BLOODY HELL WAKE UP!" Shuichi tugged Yuki again and collapsed against the hallway wall, breathing heavily. This wasn't fair. The man weighed at least three times Shuichi's weight! How was he meant to get him to the bedroom! Shuichi groaned. Well, at least he got him three quarters of the way, the bedroom door was only a meter or so ahead.

It definitely wasn't fair, but Shuichi wasn't about to leave his boyfriend lying in the middle of the lounge room. The hallway on the other hand…

The pink haired teen cast a sly glance at the blonde but then sighed, knowing full well that he wouldn't be able to leave Yuki there.

Sighing again, Shuichi spent the next half hour dragging his boyfriend down the last meter of the hall and into the room, and ten minutes after that tugging him onto the bed and tucking him under the covers. Shuichi had been working all day, and coming home and dragging a full-grown man around the house was extra tiring.

Closing his eyes, Shuichi let his head drop onto the pillows, and didn't bother getting under the covers as well.

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When he awoke, Shuichi found himself alone in the bed, but… glancing around, he saw that he was warmly nestled beneath the sheets.

"Yuki?" Sitting up, Shuichi rubbed at his eyes. The bedroom door opened and the blonde novelist leant against the doorframe.

"Thanks for dragging me down the hallway," he scowled, holding a can of beer in his hand and a towel wrapped around his shoulders, "I've been thinking of getting some new bruises on my ass"

Shuichi glared at him "You could at least say thank you!" He retorted, and then glanced down at himself "But… thanks for tucking me in, anyway"

"I didn't, you must've crawled under their yourself" Yuki replied flippantly, and left the room.

Crestfallen, Shuichi dropped himself back onto the pillow and sighed.

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"Mmm…" Opening his eyes, Yuki looked around to find himself in the bedroom. And his ass hurt like hell. "Shuichi?" He felt a warm breath on his neck and turned to see the singer asleep on the pillow. Looking down, he could see goose bumps running along the boy's soft skin.

"Idiot," he sighed, and sat up. Pulling back the covers, he tugged Shuichi over and under the sheets. The boy smiled and murmured something in his sleep, before Yuki lay down again.

Tucking his face between Yuki's chin and shoulder, Shuichi mumbled a – "G'night Yuki".

Pausing, before smiling slightly, Yuki replied "G'night Shu" and went back to sleep.

Fin