Imbalance: 05 Forward

[lilly0]

Title: Imbalance 05: Forward
Pairing: Sakumoto, Juntoshi
Rating: R
Genre: romance, somewhat angsty?
Plot: It's always been okay for him to be the person in a relationship who loves more.
Note: This is akhikaru 's fault, and also learashi , with their prompt tables and awesome drabble series <3  I've decided to treat this like a challenge. I'm using a prompt-table from lj, and will write these drabbles as they come to my mind, withoug planning anything in advance. It's going to be one story in the end, but the drabbles won't be posted in the correct timeline.

This is the correct timeline up to now:  01: Lively, 04 Heavy, 05 Forward, 02 Remorseful, 03 Dismiss

 

Jun drops his bags in his new room. “Is it really okay, Kazu?” he asks with a frown. “I can definitely get my own place.”

 

“No way,” Kazu exclaims. “I want you close to me, where I can have an eye on you! I swear if I ever find you half dead in a bathroom again, I’ll strangle you. But nevertheless, if it should happen, I’m more prepared when you live here.”

 

“It won’t happen,” Jun says earnestly, and means it. It hurts to know that his best friend, and probably his only friend, doesn’t have any faith in him.

 

Kazu takes his hand, and smiles. “I believe you,” he says, like he is reading Jun’s thoughts. “I believe when you say you want to turn a new chapter in your life. But I’ve almost lost you, and I want to have you around me, until I’m sure you are progressing in your recovery. I’m just so happy to have you around.”

 

Jun rolls his eyes, and pats his head. “This, plus you want to bang my hot doctor.”

 

Kazu chuckles. “Well, Masaki-san is really good looking, no denying that.”

 

“I’ll be meeting him regularly,” Jun says with a smile. “So, you will probably see him a few times.”

 

“Great,” Kazu exclaims. “Besides, I’m happy you can cook for us now. I’m sick of all the take-away food.”

 

“Did it ever occur to you to cook something yourself?” Jun asks dryly.

 

“Yes,” Kazu grins. “But I hate it. Too lazy” He points a finger at Jun. “But no playing around with the knife while cutting vegetables.”

 

Jun blinks before bursting into giggles. That’s the good thing about Kazu. He is able to make jokes even about Jun’s mental illness. He can handle it so well. He accepts Jun just like he is. 

 

Jun looks at the bracelet around his arm. It’s out of silver, beautiful and filigree, a rose pattern formed out of strings of silver. Kazu gave it to him when he got released from inpatient care. Considering that Kazu never buys expensive presents, it means even more to receive such a gift from him. Jun decides that whenever he even remotely feels like cutting himself, he will look at this bracelet, and remember the value of it and the friendship behind it.

 

“You are really special, Kazu,” he says after a while. “My only friend. I’ll do everything to make you proud.”

 

His friend blushes. “You always say such things,” he finally says. “But you are forgetting that you are my only friend too, Jun. You are the only one who stuck with me when I got involved with the police and alike. You think you owe me, but I owe you too. So,” he smiles. “Let’s just watch out for each other.

 

Jun nods with a smile.