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In the moments of quiet, Infected rather liked to simply gaze at Lampert, to watch him. The way his mouth parted slightly, the sound of his soft breathing, the way his hands fidgeted, arms wrapped around a seal plush from ROKEA. His relaxed pose and halfway closed eyes. Infected could look at Lampert forever. The folds of his sweater and slacks, sleeves just slightly too long on him, not enough for most to notice, but Infected took in every little detail.
He was almost surprised to see Lampert shift closer, enough to lean against him. He wouldn’t complain, though. Infected draped an arm across Lampert’s shoulder, using his other arm to reach over and grab the remote to the television. The plug of Lampert’s cord tail twitched as Infected turned on the TV, deciding to play an episode of My Little Pony. A smile spread across his lampshade, it made Infected feel warm inside. Lampert’s light glowed a little brighter, Infected didn’t mind.
Lampert was like the sun to him. Yes, the sun. Warm, bright, beautiful. Lampert nestled a little closer to him, tail thumping lightly against the couch. Infected smiled, this was a good way to spend his afternoon, a perfect way, right here, with Lampert.