Rin had spoken his name so low, almost automatically, surprised when he’d actually heard. The night was dark but Rin still saw those eyes open to him, wide and curious.
Rin gently smiled. “I want to take care of you.”
Without warning Haru’s hand was on his bare hip, slowly sliding down to his thigh and back up, over and over again. “You do.”
"Not just in bed. All the time."
And then Haru smiled, that rare sight, as he pushed Rin’s hair from his face to kiss his forehead. “You do.”