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“hey, scara,” ajax whispered, rolling over just enough to pull his boyfriend deeper into their embrace, “scaramooouuche..”
“mmmngh,” scaramouche groaned, slapping a hand over the ginger’s mouth to shut him up, “it. is. bedtime.”
to be fair, it was. ajax glanced at the clock and sighed, “sorry, i couldn’t sleep.”
“try harder,” scaramouche muttered, climbing on top of his boyfriend’s chest and making himself comfortable, “mm, love you.”
“i love you too, mouchie,” ajax smiled, feeling like he should be up dancing and jumping at how giddy soft scaramouche made him, “you know you’re the prettiest boy in the world, right?”
“shut up, white man, i wanna sleep.”
“how am i supposed to sleep with this supermodel on top of me all night?” ajax took his boyfriend by the cheeks and kissed him all over.
“i didn’t say you have to sleep, i said i want to, so shush,” scaramouche punctuated his sentence by stuffing his head in the crook of ajax’s neck and going limp. at scaramouche’s very aggressive request, ajax fell silent, wrapping two arms around his boyfriend’s waist. he closed his eyes, trying to sleep again to no avail.
“yo, ajax,” scaramouche shook his boyfriend awake about six hours later, when the sun was shining through the window, “boyfriend?”
“hi, mouchie,” ajax’s eyes fluttered open and he grinned, pulling his boyfriend down for a kiss, “good morning, good morning,” scaramouche indulged, letting himself get lost in the kiss. they’d both been so busy with classes that they’d barely had time for gentle moments like these, “hi cutie.”