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“Hey, Gyro.” Fenton said softly, placing his hand on his boyfriend’s shoulder, “It’s getting late, we should start heading home.” His thumb brushing idly against the fabric of his shirt.
“Five more minutes, Fen.” Gyro protested weakly, his eyes squinting at the computer screen as lines of code blazed by.
“Even mad scientists need to sleep.” Fenton replied in the same gentle tone, his head bowing and pressing a kiss to the top of his head.
Fenton didn’t miss the way that Gyro’s eyes closed upon contact, the way he leaned into his touch just a bit more, or that his eyes stayed shut just a few seconds longer. “Your work will still be here in the morning, mi amor.” He added.
Gyro let out a soft sigh, as he nodded his head. His hand moved along with the mouse as he saved the coding he had been working on and turned in his chair to face Fenton.
Fenton smiled, leaning down once more and pressing a quick kiss to his beak, “Let’s go, I’ll drive.” He said, and Gyro could only nod in agreement as he stood up, the blood rushing and making him dizzy for just a moment before he got his bearings.
“Sounds like a good idea.” Gyro agreed, his hand finding Fenton’s as their fingers intertwined automatically. Gyro smiled with an ease he had never thought possible before meeting Fenton. He pulled him forward and placed another quick kiss to his beak before pulling away.
Fenton could only laugh, raising himself on the tips of his feet and kissing Gyro once more. He pulled away just as quickly as he gently tugged him to follow his lead down the stairs to the platform and made their way to the elevator with the promise of more hanging in the air after they had returned to their apartment.