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Subaru could feel the last traces of sleep ebbing away as he slowly awoke. His dreams melted into reality as he stirred, letting out a long groan while stretching his stiff muscles. Without opening his eyes, he could tell he was alone in bed; his right arm passed over the empty space where his husband Masao usually slept and the sheets were cool. Masao had left awhile ago, then. Exhaling huffily, Subaru turned his head and cracked open an eye, squinting at the clock. It was half past ten. Friday.
Ah, right. Masao had a college class Friday morning. He’d wake up carefully without disturbing Subaru (which wasn’t hard, considering he was a heavy sleeper), check on their four-year-old son Kiseki, set him up with breakfast and an activity (like a movie or coloring pages), then take off. His class ended around ten, so that would mean he’d be home soon—
The door opened, closed. Speak of the devil, right on time. A minute later, then:
Subaru had si