Sneak, Sneak, Bunnies! [Willem&Jun-Yi]

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Okay, so he really wasn't sneaking off. His wheelchair's wheels were making little squeaky sounds as he rolled along the hallway, and he bit his lower lips as he travelled along, worried about where he was going. Honestly, he hadn't been supposed to go along these kinds of places, and the Chinese-English boy, as much as he didn't show it, was very adventurous. Putting his slim fingers onto the controller, he hummed a little British tune, "London Bridge is Burning Down~". Stopping near a door, seeing a little panel that said, "Willem Jansen," and tapped on it. Once, twice. He rolled his wrists twice, huffing as there was no response.

Opening the door, he peeked in to see a big, metal cage. Rolling in with a cautious look, he peered into the cage to see a rabbit, hopping in it and turning its white head to stare at him with its beady eyes. To Jun-Yi, who had never seen a rabbit before or even went near one, felt bad for the animal. It was caged! It had a house, but it was small, and... Was that poo near the rabbit? With an expression of fear and worry, he moved his wheelchair closer, trying to coo at it with his index fingers pressed upon each other.

He opened the door, wanting to free the poor thing caged inside. Pulling on the metal latch, Jun-Yi took in a breath as the lock, slipped off carefully. Putting it onto the wheelchair's pocket, the Chinese-English teen poked in his head, watching the little bunny hop around. Pausing, he slowly, slowly crawled off his wheelchair with a little facial expression of pain, then sat down onto the floor with a calm movement, offering his fingers quietly and almost, dotingly. "C-Come here --" With a clang, the door to the cage shut, automatically locking. He sucked in a breath and turned around as quickly as he could, his thin fingers tugging on the metal bars.

Oh, no, no, no.

Sometimes, just very occasionally, the Dutch doctor would bring in his beloved little pet rabbit to show to patients. It was a special and rare treat, and now that it was done for the day he could finally pack up the little rabbit to go home. She really was his pride and joy, and he was lucky that he she was so well-mannered and behaved.

Now that he approached his office again, he could see that the door was slightly ajar. With a raised eyebrow, he sighed, wondering if he'd end up with a Frenchman draped over his desk or a pissed off Englishman ready to yell at him. As far as the second option went, it wouldn't be the first time that happened for certain. So he wandered up to his door, a bit of a sour expression on his face before he pushed the door open and entered.

He couldn't see anyone around his desk, thankfully, and he let out a sigh before closing the door behind him. It was only then that he looked to his rabbit's cage, a look of shock overcoming his normally stoic features as he saw poor little Jun-Yi trapped in there as well. This only brought further questions as to why the child was out of his room, why he was in his office, and.. not on his wheelchair and trapped in the rabbit pen.

Yeah.

It was about all making as much sense to him as astrophysics, and as he frowned, he wondered if maybe he'd somehow ate one of his special brownies recently without remembering.

Heading over to the cage, he knelt down in front of it. The cute little kid that he'd refrained so hard from touching with Heracles around, now entirely helpless behind a cage? For some reason, he was all over this.

"...Hallo. Did she trick you into coming in there, or something?"

Idly asking, he crossed his arms over his knees, smiling at Jun-Yi. All while making absolutely no move to let the kid out, not yet.

"... N-No!" That was all the Chinese-English teen could choke out at the moment, turning his chocolate-brown hues to the other with a sheepish look he had shown, a couple of days before. What did he do this time, God, to be in this situation with the scary Oranje Doktor? What would he do? What would he do, the damsel in di -- oh, good Heavens. What was this? He had to be tough and strict, he did! And he was, before he came here with the leg and everything! So, it was all the leg's fault!

... He hadn't really blamed his leg, did he?

"I, er..." Why had he come in here anyways, again? The smaller boy racked his mind for the thoughts before narrowing his childish, baby eyes and huffing, crossing his arms. After a moment of thinking about what he would say, he continued his speech, holding up one arm as accusation, "Y-You! Locking up this pretty bun --" He couldn't pronounce it, he realized. Buwnny, bawny, bunn-ey? The facade all broke down as he struggled with the pronunciation. "B-Bun-n-ey." There, he had said it! And, for his first try of actually saying it out loud, it didn't sound that atrocious, did it? Jutting out his lower lips and tugging on the bars, he turned his angered, (or what he tried to be, with the baby-face of his,) he turned his back on the spiky-haired-man and began to hold out a carrot that had been oh-so convieniently placed along the bowl to the rabbit, humming a soft tune.

"So why are you in here?"

It was the universal question at the moment, as a small grin began to spread across his lips. That look just struck a chord in his heart, the same as it had days ago. If only he'd known that his little rabbit was such a magnet for adorableness, he'd of shown Jun-Yi the same day that they met.

The way that he looked so childishly at him, almost as if he was about to throw a tantrum for not being able to come up with anything made him laugh. It was just a small one, and the blonde doctor propped an elbow up on his knee. "...the pretty bunny, hm? She's my pet. I didn't want her to get hurt running around my office. I don't even lock her up at home." He stroked his own chin lightly, his light blue eyes darting down to look at the door lock. Easily, he could of just opened the door again for him, but where would the fun be in that?

"...Well. I guess I just have two bunnies now, then. And I'll keep you in here forever.~"

Willem teased the small boy, looking down with a bit of admiration as he tried to feed the rabbit.

Why was he in here? Well, that was easy! It was because, Jun-Yi missed his Orange and wanted to visit him and his yummy chocolates held inside of the wooden desk, right below the elbow-rest! But of course, he wouldn't say that; he didn't want to tell how much he had missed the Doctor, oh yes, but also the rare delicacy he hadn't had in a long time, and only in the rarest occasions, received one. His brown hues darted like the other's had done, and he licked his lips, for a second, faltering. After a second of thinking, he spoke up, deciding to see if Willem would fall for the trick. If he didn't, then... Well, he'd worry about that later.

"B-Because, I was... Bored." Yes. Yes, there it was. He was bored. And when Chinese-English boys were bored, they always went off to other people's rooms and got into their rabbit's pens, and stupidly, locked themselves in it, accidently, with casted legs. It made, the most perfect sense. His head bobbed lightly, as if nodding to himself that he was being, very, very serious --! But, his explanation didn't sound so convincing, so he watched and focused on the ball of fluff that began to warily, stare, then nibble on the edge of the carrot. He stifled a little giggle. That's how he ate, too. With small bites, little nibbles. Taking too much bites were hard to eat, and he would get a stomachache. And both of them, were no-no.

"Two bunnies? W-Where's the second one? D-Did you roast and eat it?" No, the other didn't mean that, did he? If he did, then... With gaping mouth, Jun-Yi looked up, pausing for two seconds, dissolving the information. Nibbling, one at a time --

Oh, no. No, the Doctor did not mean that he, Jun-Yi Huan, was a bunny.
Sure, he had worn kitten-costumes because of a small play in his school before, but a bunny?! Most, most definitely not. And why wasn't he trying to get him out!? Did he like seeing him in the cage, for some odd, weird reason? What was it, his ... What was the word? Jun-Yi's lips circled in a little 'o' as he realized, then a thinly veiled blush arose onto his cheeks as he let out a small whine, extending his arms in a pitiful manner.

"B-But, Doktor Oranje~!"

"Bored... hm. I understand. I've done many things out of boredom before." The statement was a bit truer than he planned to continue on with, but he just knelt quietly as he examined Jun-Yi. He seemed to be absolutely fine, beyond the fact he was stuck in a cage. In fact he hadn't seen the boy seem so... interactive. At the very least, he had hopefully rid himself of any suicidal idealizations. Yes, perhaps it was a turning point for the boy.

The panicked speech regarding his supposed second rabbit however made him only smile wider. It might of even seemed a bit creepy that he smiled so much at him panicking, since it could easily be taken as him pleased over the context instead of just the cute, little flustered words tumbling from his mouth and his lips parted in such surprise. What a nice little nickname he'd picked out as well, he'd have to remember to reward him with another piece of candy later.

"Shh, mijn konijntje."

Willem sighed wistfully, the light dusting of pink across the Chinese-English boy's complexion easily making him stare. He closed his eyes for a moment, before reopening them and looking away from the attempt at making him feel bad. Acting entirely disinteredted, his eyes darting around the room as he let his arm drop again, the doctor took a few more moments before speaking up again.

"Nope... As long as you're in that cage, you're my little bunny."

Wh-what the hell did that mean!?

He was stuck in the cage, forever? It seemed like his complete nightmare! Jun-Yi's mouth that had been in a small 'o' transformed into a form of a pout, mouth hanging open in complete surprise and a little, fear down in the corner of his heart. What did the Doctor want? Did he want to cage him and sell him to someone else? I-If that was the case, then, ha! H-He was sick, so he couldn't work -- he wasn't going to keep him there, would he!?

"W-Well, I don't want to be your little bunny." Jun-Yi retorted, huffing and crossing his arms over his chest, stopping as he moved a little closer to the rabbit in question and offered the carrot again, in which the rabbit took one big bite out of it, making a snapping sound before eating it carefully, little bit at a time. That was cute. Giving a slow, focused expression, the Chinese-English boy took his hand and let it rub over the bunny's head, soothingly. It paused with a wary expression, staring with his eyes, but after a moment, went back to eating. Letting out a small sigh of relief, he turned around to Willem with the most, bothered yet flustered, pink and adorable face and said, dryly,

"Do you want me to hop, then?"

"Sorry..." Willem wasn't sorry in the least bit. "Any little rabbit that heads inside my cage is mine. The same should apply to little nosy boys, right?" He still didn't look back to Jun-Yi, instead settling his gaze over on the book shelf. Maybe, he began to think, if Jun-Yi actually had a yearning to understand Dutch--judging by the little 'doktor oranje' bit--then he could always try to pick up a book for the youngster. Near his home was a lovely little book store that he never had any excuse to visit anyways.

When his eyes did settle back down on Jun-Yi's face, he slyly smiled again. He'd just have to take the small patient up on that offer, perhaps. That is, if he could even move around. Jun-Yi was certainly in no shape to be doing any physical activity like that, even more of a way that he could just easily take advantage of him instead.

"If you hopped for me... I'd let you out of that little cramped cage. But since you can't..."

Willem leaned in, pressing his forehead against the top of the cool, metal wires.

"How else do you plan to earn your freedom?"

"I didn't head in, I fell in." Huffing, the Chinese-English boy turned to look at the bunny again, trying to keep from looking at the man instead. Well, fine! He gnawed on his nerves, so Jun-Yi would -- no, he would absolutely bite off Doctor Jansen's nerves. That seemed fair. After all, the... Er, eye for a eye thing. Nodding slightly to himself, he blinked up at the other man with a small, blank look and stayed silent, not speaking or squeaking, or overall, saying nothing in general. Two could play at this game!

Tick, tock. Tick, tock. The chimes of the clock rang around the now-silent room as he idly patted the bunny, keeping care to not touch the ears. Now it seemed as if the bunny trusted him, and that was good! Good job, Jun-Yi, just don't look at the Doctor, look at the bunny... The cute, little bunny...

"Head in, fell in... you ended up in there and now I'm keeping you." Willem stated bluntly, raising an eyebrow at the way Jun-Yi just looked at him. He'd looked so blank and quiet, mature beyond his years. Staring at him, the Dutch doctor gave a small sigh, just watching him interact with the small rabbit. It seemed as if the boy and his pet had the same set of eyes, something he found absolutely adorable to behold.

Realizing that this seemed to be akin to playing the quiet game together, and he switched from kneeling to sitting down. Figuring Jun-Yi's patience would run out quicker than his own--children didn't quite have the patience that he had acquired over the years.

"So is this your way of saying you don't want to go? Or because she's doesn't speak, you won't either? Well... That's fine. You do know rabbits can't eat sweets, right?"

With a smug look, he reached into his white jacket, pulling out a small foil wrapped piece of chocolate ball. Unwrapping it, he quickly ate the bit of candy before crinkling the foil back up. Chewing thoughtfully, he rested his elbow back on his leg, his eyes still scanning over Jun-Yi's body.

"More for me..."

What, did he want to stay?

Psh, as if he would fall so easily! Crossing his arms and keeping his lower lips jutted out, the boy merely stiffened his upper lip and kept his foot crossed in the most, comfortable position he could manage. Picking at a little piece of string that had gotten a little bit loosened from his sleeve, he tried his best to keep his attention off of the smug, smug Doctor. A-And besides, of course he knew rabbits couldn't eat sweets! Sweets were for humans only! For nice children! Not for meanie Doctors like the spiky-haired, orange-coloured-haired, meanie. Huff, puff. Counting to ten on his fingers with one hand, since the other was still petting the head of the ball of fluff, he was doing fine, just fine, until he heard the sound of foil rustling, a bite, and the crinkling of foil. At that, his head snapped up, and his mouth literally, began salivating.

That. Was. No. Bloody. Fair.

Without knowing that he had slipped into his language that he used when he was of a young age, Jun-Yi's mouth snapped open and stared at the piece of chocolate the meanie Willem had bit into, the brown-colour, like his own chocolate-coloured hues, look lustrous in the dim light of the office. H-Hnn, so this might be harder than he thought. Well, that was okay, because... Racking his head for a good explanation or a retort, he absentmindedly chewed on his lower lips. He couldn't think of any. Everything boiled up, and he was never a patient person, to begin off with. Fingers itching to go through the bars to hold Willem's wrist for the next bite, impatience was shown on his features as he licked his chewed lips, trying to move his head to the right, to the left, somewhere not exactly at the meanie Doctor AND the chocolate.

Yup. The 'Meanie Doctor' was his nickname, now. He deserved it!

Popping the rest of the chocolate piece in his mouth, Willem's lips slowly quirked into a grin. He knew that with the addition of candy, he definitely had Jun-Yi's attention now. The doctor licked his lips slowly after he swallowed, almost in the same way that the Chinese-English boy had done to his own. The chocolate may of been sweet, but there was no doubt in his mind that Jun-Yi's own lips would have been so much sweeter. And he wouldn't exactly be himself if he didn't continue teasing him.

"I could sit here and eat chocolate all day."

To prove his point, he reached into his pocket and grabbed another piece. Trying to catch Jun-Yi's gaze, those sullen brown eyes, he unwrapped it. "Unless you want to earn your freedom and come out here and join me..." It might of been a bit questionable to tempt the small child with candy no less, at least nobody else was around to see him act like such a creep.

Willem was entirely fine with that.

"B-But you won't, right? Because you have work." Aha, there was a reasonable accusation. Eyes following the soft sound of the chocolate and the wrapper, he tried to keep his lips shut, but to no avail. Huffing, puffing, and his arms crossed, the boy began to count to ten in his mind, before finally giving up on the tenth try and opening his mouth to speak.

"... W-What do you want, ben." He pouted, poking at the metal cage with his index finger.

"I could always take a few days off of work... I never do, usually. I'm sure they wouldn't mind." It was true that he was a workaholic, but he just figured Jun-Yi's patience would run out sooner before he was even meant to be back to work. Now that he had the small boy's eyes back on him, he took a small bite from the chocolate.

"Well..."

What did he want? He hadn't exactly thought about that, actually. The young boy seemed so trusting of him though, and that nurse Heracles as well... but didn't seem to be that way around many people. Perhaps for his own benefit, taking advantage of Jun-Yi just this one time wouldn't be too horrible...

"Nothing much. Just a kiss."

Trying to come off as casual sounding as he could, Willem watched him rather intently. If he seemed like a predator to the younger one, the chances he'd run off and tell someone would only increase, hence the friendly façade. He really did find Jun-Yi innocent and sweet, and even found himself worrying a bit that he might of fucked up his chances with the question.

"W-What!? O-Only a kiss!?"

If the things happening before were just unimaginable, Jun-Yi didn't know what this was. First off, the Doctor refused to help him out of his cage, and tease him with chocolates, and then ask him for just one, tiny kiss? How is that tiny!? It was big! His heart beating loudly in his chest, he took some time to take in a little more breath. Dizziness was settling into his head now, and he leaned against the cage, scrutinizing the rabbit's food, which now was awesomely interesting to him. His hands slipping into his sleeves, he just followed the movements of the fluff ball; it moved a little closer, sniffed his clothes, then bounded away for a moment before coming back again, yet this time a little bit longer.

He just took in one more breath, looked at the chocolate in Willem's hand, the bunny, and then at the cage's door. Almost inaudibly, the Chinese-English boy nodded and looked around Willem, everything else but the person in front of him, and quietly, almost embarrassedly, groaned out a response. "P-Promise though, I-I'll be out of here?" He asked, while pushing Wish out of the way gently to offer the other his pinky, through the metal bars.

"Promise?"

"Ja. Only a kiss."

Still trying to act nonchalant about it, he finished off the piece of chocolate with a contemplative look. If he tried, he could of sworn there was even the slightest tint to Jun-Yi's cheeks. Why did his little patient have to be so cute and flustered? Even in the way he'd asked for confirmation... Distracted momentarily by folding up the foil in almost a perfect square over and over, his eyes briefly glanced up to look at him again.

The same time that the other jut out his pinky through the bars, he flicked the golden colored foil over to his trashcan. A pinky promise? It was just about one of the cutest things he'd seen all day. The slightly feminine boy kept surprising him, that much was certain.

"I promise."

Holding out his own pinky, he was almost surprised at how large it seemed in contrast to Jun-Yi's. He still folded his digit against the half Asian boy's though, shaking lightly.

Crossing their pinkies and shaking lightly back as a response, Jun-Yi had a bit of determination shining through his brown-chocolate hues. Well now, they looked like melted chocolates; there was lots of... Thoughts going inside his head. He was confused, but he wanted to understand what the others were hiding from him. There had to be more things in the world that he didn't know, right? Why not start now, then? But something that made Jun-Yi so, so embarrassed yet almost, scared, was how the man described it as so... Relaxed and used the word, especially, only. It wasn't a only, it was big! I-It would be his first kissu, and to a man no less? It made Jun-Yi feel scared, afraid, fearful. What if he did something wrong, and Doctor Orange won't like him anymore? Gulping down a small lump that had formed in his throat without him knowing, the Chinese-English boy just nodded, leaned in, and through the small gap in the metal bars, pecked the top of Willem's nose, then turned his face a little, to hold the bigger man's chin in his small hands, to kiss his cheek.

"T-There, a-ai." He added, feeling embarrassed. Blushing furiously now, the pink tint crossing over his cheeks, the boy just held the other's chin in his hands, not even understanding that, either. After a moment passed, he realized that his own eyes were staring into Doctor Orange's, and he took in a shallow breath, giving a small, timid smile in response. "S-Sorry."

Watching the conflict of emotions cross over Jun-Yi's face, Willem waited patiently for him to come to a decision or make a move. It'd be unethical for him to make the first one, right? That was if one could forget he technically did by asking in the first place... But he knew that Jun-Yi would eventually calm down, and so for this, he waited.

The small kiss to his nose made him blink, and honestly, his eyes betrayed him to show just a hint of disappointment. Trying not to seem too crestfallen, he was much happier the next minute when Jun-Yi had taken a hold of his chin to kiss his cheek as well. As close as he could be to the other, he smiled, letting out a breath he barely realized he'd been holding.

Even the apology was the cutest thing ever. The poor boy, why did he need to blush so much and make Willem want to touch him even more? But he only stared back, eyes scanning over his light brown ones before glancing down at his lips, the tiny smile pushing his temptation over the edge.

"No need to apologize."

Willem murmured, leaning in to press his own lips right on top of Jun-Yi's. So what if he was probably stealing the kid's very first kiss? Hopefully, very hopefully, the Chinese-English boy wouldn't mind... Pulling his lips away after a moment, the Dutchman licked his own lips briefly. Quickly, he went ahead and took his second one as well, a chaste and soft kiss that didn't last much longer than the first, keeping his blue eyes open all the same.

"There..."

A kissu.

To Jun-Yi, a kissu was nothing but a mere peck of the cheek, nose, or even hand. It was nothing that had prepared him to be kissu-ed on his lips, and because of that, he jumped. He didn't really understand how things were working now; he had only went for a small kissu on Doctor Oranje's nose. Now, it was a full kiss, and his eyes grew bigger -- he wasn't kidding.

"A---" Finishing his sentence was proving harder to be, with the other Dutch kissing him lightly, once more. He let out a small whimper before hiding his face in his sleeves, embarrassed. Everything had paused for the three minutes the kissu had lasted, and his face was alight with a red, crimson blush. H-How could anyone just kissu- him just like that!?

"A-Ai! Y-You said j-just a k-kissu, not a --" With a small hiccup, the Chinese-British boy scooted back farther, as the bunny jumped onto his lap with a pounce. He let out a squeak, but began to cuddle the soft, ball of fur while taking in short, jumpy breaths. H-Hnn, it was so embarrassing! The thing was... He didn't know if it was supposed to be bad or not. Jun-Yi had no idea.

"Exactly. I said a kiss. And that, Jun-Yi, is a proper kiss."

He felt unusually proud of himself, unable to remove the smile from his lips. The way that the small boy had gotten so easily flustered was near irresistable, and if only he hadn't run off, the doctor probably would have placed yet another small kiss on his lip. Slowly unlocking the cage door, he swung it open as he watched Jun-Yi cuddle the small rabbit.

"Would you like to come out now?"

With absolutely no remorse that he'd just stolen his patient's first--and second--kiss, he tapped on the metal wire of the cage lightly. "And if you wanted some chocolate, I could give you some... I think from now on they'll be the small price of one kiss each, though."

Leaning in toward the cage, he poked his head in just enough so he could reach out and tap Jun-Yi's lips with a slender finger. He then shifted it to cup the side of the young boy's face, stroking some of his hair to the side. "Either way, you can't stay in there forever."