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6:00 AM
Magma wakes up, feeling hair tickling his cheeks.
Every morning always started like this, cuddled up next to the one he loved most. Gen had never been a morning person, preferring to be at his most active when the sun set, but Magma had always been a creature of habit, and that meant waking up once the sun started to peek through the gaps of their curtains. Usually, the sounds of birds chirping were enough to get Magma shuffling out of bed, but this time? He couldn’t help holding Gen even closer.
Gen had always been a sight to behold, and that fact didn’t change even if said man was currently drooling all over the arm he was sleeping on. Magma’s arm. Magma lets out an amused sound, brushing the silvery strands from Gen’s face with a fond expression. He pokes his pale cheek curiously.
“Nn,” Gen mumbles, sleepily. “Magma-chan.”
Magma pokes his cheek again.
“Ugh, Magma-chan.” Gen groans, eyebrows scrunching up in that adorable way that gets Magma to smile every time. “What do you want.”
“A kiss.” Magma responds, tapping his lips with a finger. Not that Gen could see it, with his eyes closed and all. “For my silence.”
Gen opens one eye, leveling him with a glare.
“Well?” Magma taps his lips again, looking at him expectantly. “I’m waiting.”
“I thought I was the insufferable one, Magma-chan?” Gen grumbles, but lifts his head. His eyes are squeezed shut, but Magma still feels rough hands cupping his cheeks tenderly. “Gee, Magma-chan, did I spoil you?”
“Mm,” Magma neither confirms nor denies.
Gen leans in, and Magma closes his eyes on instinct. He feels warm lips brush against the side of his lips, dry and chapped when they’re usually so soft. It makes Magma chuckle softly, a deep rumble enveloping the both of them as he wraps his arms around Gen’s thin frame.
“You missed.” Magma teases. Gen makes an exasperated sound at that — had his eyes been open, they would surely be rolling.
“I ought to starve you.” Gen replies. “Keep acting this way and see where it gets you.”
Magma hums, “You wouldn’t be able to survive either.”
Gen stops, frowning deeply. “I would at least try to make you suffer, but you're right. It would be a waste not to kiss my hunk of a boyfriend at any given chance.” Now that made Magma’s cheeks heat up. As if sensing Magma’s embarrassment, Gen smirks.
“Cat got your tongue?” Gen hums, opening his eyes and letting them stay as half-lidded slits. He lifts his head even more, leaning on his hand with a smug, little simper.
“Nah,” Magma laughs, shaking his head. “The cat can’t seem to aim so early in the morning.”
“Oh, fuck you.” Gen rolls his eyes, before letting out a laugh of his own. “That was a low blow.”
“If you could kiss me properly, then I wouldn’t have to resort to dirty tactics.”
Gen laughs again, tangling his arms around Magma’s neck. “Fine, fine. I’ll do it properly this time.” And he does. Gen leans in again, but instead of going off-mark like the previous one, he reaches Magma’s lips softly. Magma pulls him even closer, hand pressing against Gen’s slim back.
The kiss is over too soon.
“Satisfied?” Gen huffs, head dropping back onto Magma’s arm with a soft thud . “Now, let me sleep. It’s too damn early for this.”
Gen turns, back facing Magma. Magma chuckles, amused at his sudden brattiness. He yields — because Magma had learned to follow the beat of Gen’s drum at times like this — and wraps his free arm around him, spooning Gen. Gen, despite his early morning grumpiness, intertwines their fingers together under their warm duvet.
Magma smiles, kissing the top of his boyfriend’s head. “Goodnight, Gen.”
“Shut up.” comes the muffled response.
Come a few hours later, Gen would be the one demanding kisses and his attention, whining when his boyfriend would turn a blind eye in favor of cooking breakfast. Gen would resort to cheap tactics, like wrapping his arms around him and hugging him from behind, blowing raspberries on the exposed skin of shoulder.
And, Magma, his whipped boyfriend, could never turn his requests down — even if that meant their breakfast becoming just a little burnt that day.