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"Ugh..get off of me, Ivan." The silver haired boy said with a twinge of irritation in his voice, pushing away the larger black haired boy in between his legs. Ivan had a tight grip around the other boys waist and didn't intend to let go despite his protests, "You aren't paying attention to me, Till." his voice was laced with yearning and impatience.
"So what? You can go find something to do." Till spat back, erasing something in his notebook; trying not to look at the puppy eyes he fails to resist every. time. Ivan whined at the harsh comment as he frowned, flashing his snaggletooth Till adored. He rested his head in Till's lap and let out an exaggerated sigh, he fiddled with the zipper of the skull sweater Till wore all the time. "I wish you'd wear my jacket," He said sitting up and pushing down Till's notebook, resulting in a groan from the other boy, "Ivan. Go do something."
"You?" Ivan teased and laughed at his own joke but got smacked in the arm by his boyfriend, Till forced him to sit on the opposite side of his bed. Even though Till was easily irritated by his clingy significant other, he didn't really mean it. That's something Ivan tried reminding himself of while sitting so far away from his beloved, maybe Till was more irritable than usual today, so that's why he was a little more harsh.
Normally, he'd apologize within the next few minutes and invite Ivan back into his arms, but this time there was nothing. No 'Get over here, dumbass.', muttered apologies, or even a look. Ivan was lost in his thoughts as he sat and waited patiently, Ivan admired Till from afar and audibly sighed. He loved the way Till looked so effortlessly flawless, the smudged eyeliner that made his teal eyes shine, his ripped shirts that had holes in all the right places, his slim figure, and the way he was so focused when writing his songs.
Ivan leaned against the wall and groaned, he imagined Till holding him and whispering those sweet words he loved. Ivan's pouting must've been so loud and dramatic because suddenly Till slammed his notebook shut and leaned back against the soft pillows, stretching his back after a long session of writing a new song. Ivan just gazed in awe, a small smile appearing showing his snaggletooth.
Till then spread his arms out and graced Ivan with the privilege to be in arms, "Let's take a nap." Till's dull and tired tone just fueled Ivan's desire to hold him and never let go. Ivan nuzzled his head into Till's neck and clung onto him like a koala. Till lowkey loved when his boyfriend was clingy, he loved being able to be the one Ivan could be himself around, Till stroked his hair as he counted Ivan's breaths, and the two lovers slowly drifted to sleep.