Swollen Lips

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It's been about a week since Ren and Ran got out of the hospital, but things are still being patched up. Ren has night terrors and has been diagnosed with panic disorder and PTSD. He wakes up every night screaming for someone to stop. Makoto and Haru hear and always run in to calm him down. He ends up crying and recently Makoto will have to wait in there with him until he falls back asleep.

Ran is in an ankle brace and her knees are scarred. Mentally, she's not much better than her brother. The psychologist talked to Makoto and Haru and warned them about potential symptoms that will most likely come along with her PTSD and anxiety. She's usually able to sleep but every now and again she will wake up with a cold sweat and climb into bed with Makoto and Haru.

School had sadly started up again and Ren and Ran leave everyday at noon to go to therapy.

Makoto has been loaded with homework from all of his classes and Haru's grades have been falling because of late assignments. The teachers know about their situation so they let the boys off easy, but nothing has been improving.

"Makoto" Haru groaned. He was currently sitting cross legged on his bed trying to figure out how to solve the stupid math equation.

Makoto turned from his spot by the desk to look at his boyfriend. Haru's brows were furrowed and his face showed concentration before sighing and plopping down backwards into a laying position. "What, Haru?" Makoto asked with drowsiness laced in his tone.

"I can't focus." Haru whined. He began kicking his legs around like a child until Makoto finally got up and sat down next to him.

"Haru, this is an easy one." Makoto looked over the math problem. "It's just square roots."

"Maakooo" Haru whined again. "You know I don't understand numbers and all that crap."

Makoto sighed as he took the pencil next to Haru's leg and wrote the answer.

"Thaaank you." Haru sang happily.

"You're lucky that this isn't anything super important or difficult to learn, or else I wouldn't have helped."

"Well someone is cranky." Haru murmured. "Why don't you take a break?"

"Because I only have a few problems left." Makoto explained as he sat back down.

Haru tried to entertain himself but nothing was satisfying him.

Warning: not really smut, but detailed scenes coming up! You have been warned.

Makoto sighed as he put him homework back in his school bag. Haru was still laying down on the bed. "Hey, slide over." He said as he poked Haru's side.

"Mmmmmhhhh!" Haru groaned into his hands that were currently covering his face.

"Come on! Scoot over!" Makoto laughed. Haru stayed still and finally jumped out of his skin when Makoto began running his fingers up and down his sides.

"Haha...stop ha th-that tickles!" Haru laughed.

Makoto laughed along and continued to tickle Haru.

When Makoto finally stopped his attack, Haru waisted no time pulling him down and pinning him before he too began to tickle the other.

"Haru s-stoppp!" Makoto said. His eyes teared up and his stomach hurt from laughing. "Haru please haha p-please stop!" Makoto begged.

Haru finally stopped and once he did he realized their positions. Makoto let a blush creep up how cheeks and tinted his ears a rosy pink.

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