writetomyheart | [team three]

Tried writing this at work today and I had to stop bc it hurt too much. Very loosely inspired by The Fault in Our Stars. And I mean very loosely. I doubt this will make sense even if you've read the book. /___\

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"A once in a lifetime opportunity and you're going to throw it away?" Miyata practically roars at the other man. His voice momentarily defeats the constant beeping noise of the infusion pumps by his bed.

It's a testament to Tamamori's resolve that he barely even flinches, when his usual reaction to being yelled at would be to flee. Instead he comes closer, carefully stepping around the myriad of equipment before lying down in the space Miyata always leaves for him, and wraps his arms around the older man.

Miyata deflates, leaning into Tamamori's embrace, his ouburst taking a great deal of energy out of him. "I shouldn't have yelled, sorry. I just don't want you to miss out on anything, Yuuta."

Tamamori tightens his embrace. "And I already told you, I'd much rather be here with you."

"It still doesn't change that you're—" the rest of Miyata's words are muffled by Tamamori's lips on his. The kiss is demanding, Tamamori never letting up until the need for air gets too much, but it does the job–Miyata is rendered incapable of speech.

"If I hear one more word about that, I swear, Toshiya..." Tamamori whispers close to Miyata's lips. "I've already made up my mind, and that's final.

Tamamori snuggles into Miyata's side, "Now if you'll please, I need my beauty rest as much as you need yours."

Tag you're it, ltgmars

[team three]

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