Chapter Text
Soft chicken, warm chicken
Chapped beak.
Messy hair.
Tired eyes.
Sleepy laughs.
Soft kisses.
Big hug.
Warmth.
All around.
He smiled feeling another kiss get pressed to his forehead.
"Don't worry Mi Amour. I'll never leave you" Fenton whispered
"You know you sound like every disney prince ever, right?" He chuckled
"Maybe I do. Maybe I don't." Fenton replied
"Oh you definitely do." Gyro responded
"But every disney prince doesn't do this to their lover" Fenton said before climbing over Gyro to behind him and wrapping his arms and legs around Gyro, nuzzling into his back.
"Wha- hey! Now I can't see you!" Gyro responded, trying to roll over and see Fenton.
Fenton let out a mocking victory laugh in response.
"Oh come on! You really think I'm just gonna let you sit there and cuddle me while I can't see you? Nuh uh Mister." Gyro declared.
"Mmm too bad. I'm comfy" Fenton responded, his face still pressed into Gyro's back.
"You'd be comfier in my arms y'know?" Gyro offered, hoping Fenton would humor him.
"Don't. Want. To. Move" Fenton replied tiredly
"Well then let me roll over"
"Mmmm fine..." Fentons grip loosened as Gyro shifted over so he could hold Fenton.
"See? That's better" Gyro explained as Fenton immediately latched on to Gyro again, burying his face into Gyro's chest as Gyro chuckled.
"Someone's cuddly" he remarked
"Didn't feel like sleeping.... Chicken soft... Chicken warm...." Fenton muttered tiredly
Gyro felt his face heat up as Fenton squirmed his was up so Fenton could now rest his chin on Gyro's shoulder and nuzzle into Gyro's neck.
"Soft Chicken..... Fluffy Chicken" He murmured again.
"You're too tired to roll over, but you are fine with doing that?" Gyro asked teasing Fenton a little
"Priorities" Fenton stated simply, trying to burrow into Gyro's arms more
"Fen, I'm not a pile of blankets, you can't just burrow into me"
"Well be one then... I'm cold" Fenton replied/whined, trying to snuggle into Gyro even more
"I'll get a blanket Fenton, just let me sit up"
He said gently
"Nooooo...." Fenton whined tiredly, clinging to Gyro. "I want my warmmmttthhh"
"It'll only take 2 seconds ok?" Gyro replied gently
"Nnnnggggggghhhhh fine" Fenton replied.
Gyro sat up, Fenton still holding onto him weakly as Gyro grabbed a blanket and layed back down on the couch. Gyro shifted Fenton so he was more laying on Gyro's chest rather than partially on him and partially on his side. Fenton simply snuggling in more. Gyro then pulled the blanket over them both and took off his glasses, resting them on the floor, slightly under the couch.
"Now you're not cold anymore" He said
"That was the worst 2 seconds of my life" Fenton replied
"Fen... Don't be dramatic, I sat up and grabbed us a blanket. That's all I did" he replied gently.
"Still." Fenton stated stubbornly as a yawn escaped him.
"Fen, you're tired." Gyro noted
"Am not." Fenton said, stubbornly again before two yawns escaped his beak. Fenton doing nothing to stop them.
"What if you took a nap here?" He suggested "That way I'll be here, and you'll get sleep. And you won't have to move"
Fenton only tiredly nodded in response before yawning, stretching, and cuddling right back into Gyro's chest, his breathing slowing. Gyro brought his hand up to Fentons hair, gently stroking it as Fenton leaned more into the touch, humming happily. Gyro smiled as Fenton relaxed more, laying his head on Gyro's chest.
"Soft.... Warm... Comfort..." He mumbled. Fenton tiredly (and with a lack of coordination), grabbed Gyro's hand, intertwining their fingers and resting it. Gyros hand warm in Fentons as they both softly smiled.
They layed like that a little longer before Fenton started snoring softly. Causing Gyro to smile, looking at his beloved. Fenton shuffled in his sleep a little before calming down and murmuring in his sleep;
"Soft chicken... Warm chicken... I...love...him.."