OMG!!!!!! Yesterday, I went to see Date Night and it was so incredibly funny! I couldn't stop laughing to save my life! And if anyone and I mean anyone, who says Date Night was bad, I'm gonna find you and then kill you…0.o lol jk but anyway, I'm more excited to start this chapter sooooo let's do it!


Johan woke up to Jim's arms wrapped around him and his light breathing against his hair.

He smiled to himself knowing Jim was his and would stay that way.

"Johan," Jim croaked, his voice hoarse with sleep.

"Yes?" he asked lightly.

"What are you doing up?"

"I don't know, what are you doing up?"

"I don't know either."

The two chuckled which quickly turned to laughter after Johan's stomach growling loudly.

"Hungry?" Jim laughed.

"Just a smidge," the bluenette giggled.

"Well, let's get something to eat, shall we?"

They got out of bed and walked into the cold-floored kitchen.

"Shall I whip up some pancakes?" the brunette asked.

"Uh, sure. That's sounds great." The European walked over to the cabin but his lover pulled him back.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Um, getting pancake mix?"

"No," he growled. Grabbing Johan by the shoulders, he shoved him into the living room and forced him into a seat. "Jim make pancakes," he said in a caveman voice. "Johan watch TV. No cook."

Johan smiled as he flipped on the screen.

Not long after, Johan found himself drooling over what lay on the kitchen table.

"Johan, if you drool any more, your tongue will go dry."

Johan's mouth was still agape so Jim took his hand and shut it.

They sat down and started eating.

Three bites and a chug of water later, Johan asked, "Can we play Question and Answer again?"

Jim chuckled into his glass. "Of course."

"Ok." He thought for a second. "Do you…you know…love your dad?"

This was a touchy subject for Jim. He cleared his throat and answered honestly, "I know I should…and I've always tried. But I…I can't. I mean, he killed my mother. How am I supposed to forgive him for that?"

Johan nodded in understanding. "That makes sense. Your turn."

Jim smiled. "Did you have a crush on Judai-kun?"

"Jim!" he laughed.

"C'mon, tell me. I won't get jealous," Jim said with a smile. "Much."

Johan sighed. "No, I didn't. I thought of him as a brother."

Jim nodded. "Your turn."

Johan had his question but he was scared of finding out the answer.

"Are you ok?" the Australian asked. "You look sort of pale."

"Yeah, I'm fine." He took another bite of his breakfast. Then he forced a deep breath down his throat and into his lungs. "Honestly, would you want to spend the rest of your life with…well, with me?"

Jim stood from his seat and sat next to Johan. Then he kissed him slow and hard. Then he pulled away to look into his eyes. "Yes Johan. I would want to spend the rest of my life with you." Then he leaned back in and finished their kiss.

"Can I ask why?" Johan asked breathlessly.

"Because," Jim panted. "Before I was in pain. I was in mental and physical pain. I had nowhere left to go. And then you showed up. You were my medicine."

Johan smiled. "And has my medicine cured you?"

"Yes. Yes, it has."


Oh no! That's the end! Yeah, I know it was a really bad ending but I knew that if I didn't stop it there, I never would. Sooooooo, yea. Very sorry. Please, review!