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The mattress squeaked loudly under the weight of both Qrow and Clover.
“Clover, I can't do this much longer.” Qrow protested between gasps.
“We're almost finished.” Clover reassured him; even he was breaking a sweat.
“I’m finished.” Qrow insisted. “Sorry, you’ll have to keep going without me.” He stopped his jumping to plop down on the mattress, still panting. A moment later, his boyfriend stopped as well to join him.
“You think it’s okay now?” Clover asked as he dropped an arm around his boyfriend’s shoulders.
“Hopefully,” Qrow responded, leaning into the touch. “But you’d think there would be a better way to break in a mattress.”