Page 109 of Psync
Crap, he was supposed to have breakfast with Jace this morning!
“Skip it. No wait, go to breakfast with Jace. I’ll come too.”
Eli could hear the smugness in Haruka’s voice.
“You suck so much.”
“At an expert level, yes.”
Why did he love this jerk so much?
“Don’t know, but I’m not going to complain.”
“Stop reading my thoughts!”
“Nope.” There was another kiss on his head.
Eli tried to sit up, but all he did was flop around weakly for a minute before giving up.
“Do you want me to get you breakfast?”
“No. If I don’t go to breakfast with Jace, I’ll officially be the worst friend in the history of life.” Eli tried to sit up again and met with partial success—he managed to smush himself face-first into Haruka’s broad chest. He was up-ish, but not under his own power.
“You want me to carry you?”
“I will end you.” Eli tried to sound fierce, but his ass was yelling at him for daring to sit on it. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if he was in slightly less pain.
Haruka lifted him onto his lap and cuddled him. Nope. He definitely didn’t manage fierceness, but all of the pain in Eli’s body dropped by fifty percent. The odd quirks of his and Haruka’s bond continued to astound him.
“Try again in a minute. I’m sure you’ll destroy me.” Haruka kissed the top of his head.
Eli nudged his nose against Haruka’s chest and let himself have this moment. “I will. You’ll cry.”
Haruka’s arms tightened around him, causing every inch of Eli’s body to rebel.
“Urk.”
“Sorry, I couldn’t stop myself.” Haruka stroked his back. “Stay here as long as you want.”
Eli nodded and nuzzled Haruka’s chest again. He needed to get up, but none of him wanted to. He just wanted to stay here in bed with Haruka and enjoy the lingering remnants of the soft, hazy place for the rest of the day.
“If we did that, I think you’d be even more sore by the end of the day.” Haruka’s voice rumbled in his chest under Eli’s ear.
“I would murder you and bury you in Jersey,” Eli said with feeling.
“Why does everyone hate Jersey so much? Is it that bad?”
“I’ve never actually been, but I’ve driven through. The traffic is a nightmare.”
“You’re not going to like Tokyo then,” Haruka said, like it was a given Eli would go there with him someday even though they’d never talked about it.
“As long as I’m not driving, I’ll love it.”
Okay, no more procrastinating. It was time to get on his feet like a big boy. He pushed himself off Haruka’s lap and pretended like he didn’t notice the boost his boyfriend gave him.
He was up. He wanted to cry a little, but he was standing. That was better than he’d thought he could do, so he was going to call it a victory.
Breakfast wasn’t as hard on his body as Eli had feared. Once he’d moved around a bit and had a shower, his body seemed to forgive him for what he’d put it through last night—which was good because he definitely wanted to do it again.
