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Connor laid on his bed content. Now usually at this time of day he’d be bouncing all around the room but now he was flat on his back cuddling his boyfriend.
Malcolm, his boyfriend was sprawled out on top of him. His face was buried into his chest, his left hand was curled into Connor’s, his right hand was also resting on his chest, just beside his head. As for his legs, they were tangled with Connor’s making a mess on the bottom end of the bed, but neither of them cared.
Connor was on his back, Malcolm’s head almost placed over his center chest. He was holding his left hand with his left hand, and his right hand rested on the back of Malcolm’s head, playing with his hand and curling his curls around his finger.
Connor took a deep breath, as he looked at his sleeping boyfriend once more and smiled.
“Hmm, “He smiled fluffing his hair around his hand, “I love you.” He whispered. He knew Malcolm was asleep, not able to hear him- but he didn’t care. He’d tell him 100 times and 100 times more if he wished to hear so. And he hoped he did.