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“Do you want to go first? Or should I?” Mizuki asked, prepping one of the needles for it’s appropriate dosage in a few moments. It was a process she’d done a hundred times and could probably do in her sleep by this point.
Mafuyu hummed, shrugging his shoulders a bit. “I’ll go first. Gets it out of the way.” He still wasn’t used to the needles yet - they still made him nervous.
“Alright.” Mizuki hummed, picking up the bottle of testosterone and sliding the needle in; tipping it upside down as she drew in the liquid. “I still don’t see why you don’t switch to the gel.”
“I don’t want it to accidentally get on you. That’s the only reason.” He swung his legs a little on the chair, shorts hanging around his ankles; fingers tapping against his bare thighs as he looked anywhere but at what Mizuki was doing. “You can never be too careful.”
“Awh~ I appreciate the concern.” She cooed, getting on her knees next to him, one hand on his thigh to steady it as he bounced it slightly. “It’ll be over before you know it. Just, uhm…” She paused, thinking. “Keep talking to me. It’ll take your mind off of it.”
“Alright.” He let out a soft, shaky breath - doing his best to hold his leg still for her. “Um…” He wracked his mind for something to talk about. “Well, when I went to… the store yesterday, they didn’t have anything I was looking for.” He frowned a bit at the memory.
“Oh yeah?” Mizuki looked up at him for a moment, humming softly. “That sucks.” She dabbed a wipe over the skin, just ensuring it was clean.
“It did. I wanted this, uh, milkshake I haven’t had in a while… and they had every flavour but it.” A soft sigh left his lips. “So annoying.”
“That is annoying.” Double checking the dosage is right. Yup. All good.
“Yeah. They had chocolate… banana… vanilla… even some weirder ones I’ve never even heard of… But they didn’t have strawberry. Such a let down.” He frowned, nose scrunching up a bit. “I walked all the way to the store, too.”
“I bet. Hey, maybe we could go get a milkshake after this? You know, from that place you like.”
“… The one that puts the whipped cream on it?”
“Mhm! My treat, since you were such a brave boy and didn’t complain once~”
“… Huh? We’re done?” He looked down at his thigh - oh, she’d even already put the plaster on. He was so caught up in the heartache of missing out on the shake he hadn’t even realised. “… That was… easy.”
“Yup!” Mizuki grinned, getting up from the floor and disposing of the needle in the medical waste box they had. “And you were very brave~” She pressed a kiss to the top of his head, “Told ‘ya it gets easier.”
“I suppose it does.” He got up from the chair, pulling his shorts up; watching as Mizuki sorted out her own hormones. “Your turn?”
“Mhm.” They handed him the needle, taking a seat; skirt flipped up slightly to expose their thigh. “Just be careful. You can do it.”
It had become almost routine at this point for them to do each other’s shots - with Mafuyu practicing on doing his own via using Mizuki as a test subject. He hadn’t quite built up the courage to actually inject himself yet.
Baby steps.
It was a… weird sort of bonding moment for them, doing each others hormones. There was just something so deeply intimate about it that both of them craved so deeply, that it seemed only natural to let the person they love and trust most in the world be so close to such an personal part of their respective journeys.
“Alright, alright.” He got down on his knees, mimicking Mizuki’s earlier actions. “Ready?” He looked up at her, eyes locking for a moment as she gave a short nod, smile on her lips.
He made quick work of injecting her, the only real reaction from Mizuki being a slight intake of breath as the needle went in. But, like with his own, it was over before he knew it.
“Good job.” He praised, putting a plaster over the small prick and disposing of the needle.
“Heh~ Thanks, babe! You did great - You’re defo getting better at that.” Mizuki hopped up, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind in a tight hug; squeezing him a little. She pressed kisses to the side of his face, nuzzling her nose into the crook of his neck.
Mafuyu hummed softly under his breath as he relaxed into Mizuki’s gentle hold, all of his previous anxieties melting away as he allowed himself to become lost in her warm embrace.