This was from a bedninja post (that is, person a and person b unexpectedly find themselves sharing a bed). In this fic, Leo of Garo Makai Senki ends up in bed with Hiromu. The thread's still ongoing as I write this, but Hiromu wouldn't shut up until I wrote. ---------
"Hey, Ryuu-san." Hiromu had gotten up that morning and noticed that Ryuuji had left the bed before he did. Not that it was impossible. Ryuuji did tend to get up earlier than he did. "When did you get out of bed?"
His fellow Buster - and sometime boyfriend - looked up. "At my normal time. Why?"
"Nothing. Just I woke up and you were gone." He folded his arms. "Are you feeling better?"
Ryuuji looked confused. "But I wasn't in your bed last night," he protested. "Gorisaki had me sleep in my own."
"It had to be you!" It had to be. It made no sense for anybody else to be in the quarters area, and to slip into bed with him. "If it wasn't you, who was it?"
There was no way that it could have been anyone else. He knew his fellow Buster from anyone else, and he doubted he would have been comfortable with a stranger sleeping in his bed.
"Maybe you were dreaming," Ryuuji suggested.
Could he have been? If Gorisaki had told Ryuuji that he needed to stay in his own room, Gorisaki probably had spent the night with his partner. And Ryuuji couldn't be in two places at once, could he?
But he knew that it had been Ryuuji in bed. Somehow. He didn't care how. He'd been there for his fellow Buster, and that was what mattered. No matter what Ryuuji said.
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winterfish
GoBusters (canon-ish), Hiromu and Ryuuji, Hiromu thinks Ryuuji shared his bed.
Date: 2012-05-04 04:36 am (UTC)---------
"Hey, Ryuu-san." Hiromu had gotten up that morning and noticed that Ryuuji had left the bed before he did. Not that it was impossible. Ryuuji did tend to get up earlier than he did. "When did you get out of bed?"
His fellow Buster - and sometime boyfriend - looked up. "At my normal time. Why?"
"Nothing. Just I woke up and you were gone." He folded his arms. "Are you feeling better?"
Ryuuji looked confused. "But I wasn't in your bed last night," he protested. "Gorisaki had me sleep in my own."
"It had to be you!" It had to be. It made no sense for anybody else to be in the quarters area, and to slip into bed with him. "If it wasn't you, who was it?"
There was no way that it could have been anyone else. He knew his fellow Buster from anyone else, and he doubted he would have been comfortable with a stranger sleeping in his bed.
"Maybe you were dreaming," Ryuuji suggested.
Could he have been? If Gorisaki had told Ryuuji that he needed to stay in his own room, Gorisaki probably had spent the night with his partner. And Ryuuji couldn't be in two places at once, could he?
But he knew that it had been Ryuuji in bed. Somehow. He didn't care how. He'd been there for his fellow Buster, and that was what mattered. No matter what Ryuuji said.