Hi jojo! Hope ure well, love ur content always!! I’m very scared today because I found out I might have cancer, I’m hoping it’s not true so I’ll need to go for further checks. All this is scary so I was hoping to cheer myself up by requesting for one of ur hcs of rindou and seishu taking care of each other when one of them falls sick ? Preferably bonten era where it’s a secret relationship.
I love these two so much I just need something to smile about. It doesn’t have to be a long list of hcs if ure not able to! Thanks as always 🫶🏼
Ah I'm really sorry you're going through that, I really hope any tests come back negative for you and hopefully these make you feel a little better ♡
Rindou taking care of sick Inui
Low key panics a bit, he's never really done this before so most of his advice/ care comes from tv shows.
Is also more concerned about Inui then Inui is about himself.
Has to practically tackle and straddle Inui to stop him from attempting to crawl into work because Inui insists "he's fine" (he is most definitely not fine).
No one in bonten buys his "I can't come in today because I forgot I had a really long dentist appointment" excuse (it was the best he could think of on the spot when he realised Kakucho was calling him).
Get's very nervous to leave Inui's side, even to just go get something because he's concerned he'll suddenly get worse.
Has only the best medicine delivered for Inui.
Inui taking care of sick Rindou
He's very calm and collected, knows what he's doing because he remembers what Akane used to do for him when he was little and has taken care of sick Koko before.
Though he still rushed over to Rindou's apartment as soon as he heard he was sick (even Rindou was surprised with how fast he got there)
Is very organised, making sure Rindou stays hydrated, has any food he may want etc.
Didn't have to lie to Draken at all, he just said "I'm not going to make it in today" and Draken was fine with that after asking if everything is ok.
He very nearly get's caught by Ran coming to check in on Rindou though. Inui only has a few seconds between hearing the keys in the front door and the bedroom door opening, so has no excuse but to dive into Rindou's bed, hiding himself under Rindou's duvet and hoping Ran doesn't notice the sudden extra bulkiness of 'Rindou's body'. Luckily Ran doesn't have time to stay for long though.
At one point sick Rindou demands a kiss to make him feel better and Inui happily complies (if this is a contagious illness then he makes Rindou promise to take care of him if he get's him sick too first though).
Inspired by @rinupi and their undying love for this ship.
@rinupi writing prompt that struck a vein of inspiration:
"Rindou shows up to Inui's house, soaking wet from the rain".
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It was a steaming warm summer night. It was usually warm during the summers but somehow it felt like the temperatures wouldn’t stop climbing today. Inupi wiped sweat from his forehead with the little space on his forearm that didn’t have any motor grease on it and glanced at the clock. It was already getting late and he had expected him to show up by now. But it had started pouring relentlessly and the water was already gushing over the edges of the rainpipes. He wiped his hands on the cloth hanging from his overall pocket as he watched the massive amount of water coming down. He undid the top buttons to his overall and tied the sleeves around his waist, tossing his hair out of his face. And right as he was reaching for his pocket to check his phone for any messages he heard the door chime go off and someone came sloshing into the back of the garage.
“Jesus fucking christ, are the gods trying to drown me?” Rindou cursed as he leaned forward, allowing most of the water to run out of his long hair.
Inupi felt his breath catch in his throat and his heartbeat pick up as Rindou righted himself. He was soaked until the last thread. His white blouse sheer as it stuck to his upper body, giving him a glorious view of the enormous half-torso tattoo that curved and twisted across his muscles. And his blouse wasn’t the only part of his outfit that had gotten clingy, as his already fitted pantalon had clung to his legs and crotch. The heat made the cool rainwater steam off him in the fading light. He managed to scrape his throat a little as he couldn’t take his trembling eyes off the sight in front of him.
Rindou pulled back his shoulders and walked up to him slowly, arms spread wide in confidence. “Hmmm? Are you admiring the view?” He hummed in a low, grumbling voice. He grinned as he paused a couple steps away, popping his hip out and putting a hand in his waist.
“Y-you devil, coming in here looking like that,” Inupi muttered and despite his reluctance he could feel his cheeks glow even hotter.
Rindou chuckled, closing the gap between them with a couple long strides. “Devilishly handsome, I assume?” He said, clasping Inupi’s chin between his thumb and fingers, forcing him to look up at him. “Are you liking what you see, babe?” He growled as he brought his face closer.
Inupi tried his best to keep his grease smeared hands and overalls away from the pristine white blouse but he could feel himself stumble backwards. “You’ll get grease all over you,” he tried, glancing up into Rindou’s piercing, violet eyes.
Rindou squashed him up against the wall. “You think I care about that right now?” He asked, a determined grin dancing across his face.
Inupi felt more than just his cheeks glow hot as he watched drops of rain water seep out of his hair and across his face, dripping into his neck. He could feel his self restraint slip through his fingers like sand as he was pushed up against him like this and he grabbed a fist full of Rindou’s hair as he pulled his head aside, taking his time to lick the trails of rainwater from it.
Rindou bit his bottom lip and tilted his hips, for there was no point at hiding that he was getting hard as fuck by now.
Inupi flinched a little as the corner of Rindou’s shoulder holster poked into his ribs and he skillfully found the buttons and ripped it loose. He could feel Rindou’s abs tense as he braced against his pull to allow the leather strap to come undone. The weapon sank to the floor with a heavy thud and hands found their way across those chiseled abs, leaving dark smears all across the fitted shirt.
“I would step into the shower with my clothes on more often, had I known it would have this effect on you,” Rindou joked sarcastically.
“Shut the fuck up,” Inupi groaned as Rindou trailed his slender hand down the inside of his thigh roughly.
“Oh?” Rindou sang in a velvety voice. “I’ll shut you the fuck up,” he continued before savagely kissing him. Inupi wasn’t the only one getting more than steaming hot by this.
Inupi couldn’t deal with the sticky fabric that was so adamant to cling to his lovers body like it did. He did not have the mental clarity for this anymore. He only wanted one thing. Needed one thing. He ripped open the shirt as he gasped for air. Buttons clattered down and bounced away and he pushed himself up against the now bare but incredibly warm body under his hand. He was barely allowed to catch his breath as Rindou’s tongue already found it’s way back to his lips. And frankly; how could he back away from that?
Rindou groaned against Inupi’s lips. His hard-on was becoming uncomfortably tight in the sticky pantalon and he pushed himself off the wall, grabbing the sleeves that were tied around Inupi’s waist as he staggered back towards the couch. He allowed himself to fall backwards over the armrest and quickly pulled Inupi on top of him, squeezing his ass as he rolled his hips against his crotch.
Inupi fell forward on his hands as he struggled to think straight. The feeling of their still contained boners rubbing against each other was as frustrating as it was delicious. “This couch-,” he gasped as Rindou ripped the knot out of the sleeves. “It won’t hold,” he managed in a strained voice as Rindou’s hand found his way into his overalls. “Fuck-,” he gasped.
“Want me to stop?” Rindou taunted him with a satisfied smirk as he glared up at him, his hand firm around Inupi’s cock now.
Inupi noticed his head becoming more hazy with every jerk.
“Do you?” Rindou growled as he pushed his hips up but pulled his hand out of Inupi’s boxers.
Inupi’s eyes shot open as he looked down in utter shock as Rindou had let go of him.
“Getting desperate, huh?” Rindou said as he folded his hands behind his head, shaking his soaking hair out of his face.
Inupi’s eyes darted across Rindou’s body, frantically looking for ways to make him continue and then it struck him. He resolutely grabbed the edge of Rindou’s pants and got it open quicker than he’d thought he would in this state or hazy lust. He yanked the soaking fabric down. And for the second time he had to thank the rain as Rindou's boxers had already come off along with his tight pants because it was such a soaking mess. He buckled forward and without warning took Rindou’s penis in his hand and mouth.
“Fucking hell-,” Rindou gasped, whipping his hands back out and grabbing Inupi’s hair with both hands. Not to pull him off, but to push him onto himself even firmer. He groaned unrestrained as Inupi’s tongue whirled around him and his grip intensified. He couldn’t help but rock his hips with every thrust. It took every ounce of restraint to not fuck him like he was taking him from behind. But he couldn’t bring himself to bruise Inupi’s handsome face. He glanced down and watched Inupi’s mouth move around him and he felt himself get even harder. The pressure was already building so high he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. But he couldn’t look away even though he wished he could drag it out a little more. There was something so insanely hot about the desperation in Inupi’s eyes while they both were too fucking eager to take their time. “I want to see your face,” Rindou demanded, pulling Inupi’s hair to get him to break away from him. For just a moment Inupi’s grip on his cock weakened a little, but he was proud to feel how his baby grabbed onto him again almost instantly. He grabbed Inupi’s ass and scooted him closer so he could grab his still rock hard penis in his hand while simultaneously moving Inupi’s hand around his own up and down again. He groaned and rocked his hips against Inupi’s thighs and fist as he locked eyes with him. Inupi’s eyes had gone all dull with sheer lust and even though he seemed to try he couldn’t hold back his moans as he was jerked off with firm, long and well timed movements. “Squeeze me like you’ll never let go,” Rindou groaned as he could feel his orgasm boil in his groin.
“Love,” Inupi gasped.
But Rindou picked up his pacing mercilessly, feeling how Inupi’s cock tensed even further against his grip. “Give it to me, babe,” Rindou growled and he barely finished his sentence when he could feel the same thing happening with his own against the inside of Inupi’s fist. “Fuck,” he let out in a whistling moan. The mental clarity vanished and the space for snappy remarks obliterated. For a moment it was just clenching and jerking hands and thrusting hips accompanied by mutual moans of pleasure. He did his absolute best to drag it out as long as he could but he could feel Inupi struggle in his hands as his thighs twitched against him and he pushed his hips forward, causing the pressure on his own dick to increase even further as well. “Come on me,” Rindou moaned as he glanced up through half lidded eyes and as he sensually brushed his free hand up Inupi’s thigh and abs he bit his bottom lip as he felt how he had sent him over the edge, his sperm warm and sticky on his chest and hand. “Ride it,” Rindou demanded as he kept moving his hand around Inupi’s penis, feeling him shudder in the release. But he gasped and almost bolted upright as Inupi’s grip tightened around him and suddenly, Inupi’s green eyes turned clear again, his grip confident and resolute. No one had mastered moving with the slight curve in his dick as well as him. Knowing exactly when to squeeze and when to back off.
“I’ll fucking ride you,” he growled out of breath and he flicked Rindou’s hand off him and scooted close against Rindou’s cock, rubbing it against his lower belly while increasing pace and pressure. He rocked his hips against Rindou’s and he raised his chin in defiance as he noticed how Rindou struggled to keep his face smug. “Give it to me, love,” he taunted as he rolled his balls against Rindou’s. And by the jerking in his hand and against his legs he knew very well the time was close. “Come on, fuck me, damnit,” Inupi growled as he cupped Rindou’s ass and pulled his hips up against him tight.
Rindou closed his eyes and pushed his hips up against the inside of Inupi’s thighs as he felt the heat boil over. He let out a hearty moan, grabbing onto Inupi’s ass and pulling him onto him as he was milked for every last drop that was willing to spill out over his partner's hand. He clenched his teeth and gave Inupi’s fist one lasting hip thrust before allowing himself to sink back into the couch.
Inupi pulled the cloth from his overalls pocket. It had surprisingly stayed put. And as he wiped his hands, his cock still hard, he looked down on Rindou, smugness returning to his face. “Devilishly seducing, I meant,” he joked with a grin, tucking his dick back into his boxers as he got off. And he handed Rindou the cloth to clean himself off at least a little. “There’s an overall for you to wear in my locker,” he gestured as he kicked aside some of the buttons he had ripped off, shaking his hair out of his face.
