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Shawn's reading when Joey crawls in bed. He doesn't even look away from the page when he lays next to him. It's the same book he's been trying to finish since the beginning of the tour. It must be boring.
“What're you reading?”
“A book.”
Joey rolls his eyes. Shawn still doesn't look up from the page.
“Is it good?”
Shawn ignores Joey, turns the page.
Joey huffs. He's not tired and was hoping Shawn would help him out a little. Maybe play with his hair or fuck him, preferably both.
He wriggles closer, bumps his head against Shawn's arm, doesn't even try to hide his smile at the annoyed sound Shawn makes.
Shawn lifts his arm so Joey can move even closer. Joey guides Shawn's hand to his hair and he takes the hint.
Shawn starts reading out loud, keeps his fingers moving through Joey's hair. And Joey was right, the book is boring, but Shawn's voice is nice. He's falling asleep before Shawn turns the page again.