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Food Coma
Screw what anyone else said. Being married was fucking awesome.
Pigsy thought that almost 24/7, but there were certain moments that really helped him remember that.
Pigsy was cleaning off the counter, Tang gently lifting up his bowl so Pigsy could clean. The scholar slurped up his noodles, rubbing specks of broth off of his face with the long sleeve of his red and gold changpao. Pigsy smirked, chuckling under his breath as he continued to close up.
The routine went as usual, Pigsy letting MK off work after he helped the pig demon close. Tang poked at the swine and whined for him to hurry up and go home.
And the best part...
The pair finally got home, the scholar dropping onto the couch and curling up. His cicada wings twitched comfortably as he rolled over and gestured for his lover to join him.
"C'mere Piggy..." Tang pouted, pulling out his sleepy puppy eyes. Pigsy's heart swelled, gently sitting down next to him. The demon petted the sleepy cicada's head, gently scritching around his golden antennae. Tang seemed to at least have enough energy to crawl up into Pigsy's lap, nuzzling his head into the crook of his husband's neck.
Pigsy chuckled as Tang yawned. "Ya always get so sleepy afta' havin' food.." His gruff voice laced with affection, cupping Tang's face.
He wasn't wrong, this was a common occurrence. It reminded Pigsy of when MK was younger, entering a "food coma" after finishing his food.
The scholar gladly nuzzled into the gentle hoof, cool against his skin. "'S a side effect. You got magic food." Tang mumbled out, smooshing his head into Pigsy's chest. The demon chuckled, his lover's head rising with his chest.
"You're so fuckin' cute." Pigsy pressed a kiss to Tang's forehead, and snuck a quick one onto his neck. He nuzzled Tang's head as the taller chuckled in his lap. Another yawn escaped Tang, which Pigsy took as a cue to scoop the scholar up.
Pigsy loved picking up Tang. It was a sweet gesture they'd been doing since before their relationship. Between Tang's weak knees, and Pigsy's desire to constantly care for the scholar, they both would jump at any opportunity they got.
Tang barely noticed himself being carried, laying limp in his arms. He squished his head against the chub of Pigsy's arm, sleepy drool already dribbling from his mouth. Another gruff yet soft chuckle left the swine, setting his husband on the bed. After swiftly pulling the blankets over Tang, Pigsy joined him. He grunted as he tried to find the comfiest lying position. Once he settled, his muscles relaxed. He had a long day at work, and somehow Tang was more exhausted than him.
Pigsy stared at Tang for a while, the sleepy contentment etched on his face making a smile tug at Pigsy's lips. How the scholar's wrinkles were still evident, but less prominent as he wasn't busy stressing out or over exaggerating his facial expressions as he did during the day. He chuckled again as he noticed some drool on Tang's chin, rubbing it off with his hoof.
Wrapping his arms around Tang, Pigsy big-spooned the sleepy cicada.
Tiny clicks left Tang's throat, cuddling closer to Pigsy.
"Love you.." He slurred.
"I love ya too."
Pigsy smiled, closing his eyes. Being married was fuckin' awesome. And he'd say that as many times as he needed to.