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Kal yawns, heading towards the pantry and his boyfriend. Moni’s busy doing whatever, Lonely’s off with Larry, and Esha’s too busy to sleep or something. Surely, Luca will want to cuddle. Spite love to cuddle and it’s always easier to fall asleep when he’s got someone to hold.
Uncaring of anyone who might be in his way, Kal finds his way into the the pantry, letting his kilt slip off before climbing onto the shelf Luca calls a bed. Spite cheers, snuggling up to his back as Kal takes a place firmly against Luca’s chest.
Luca hums, “Kal?” Luca shift under him. “What are you—“
“Sleepy.” Kal mumbles. “Sleep time.” He snuggles closer, feeling Luca grow warmer under him.
“Kal! You can’t just storm in and crawl into bed with me!”
He blinks. “Isn’t that what boyfriends do, though?” What’s the problem?
Luca blinks at him, confused. “We’re boyfriends?”
“Why wouldn’t we be?” Luca opens his mouth to say something, closing it, then repeating the action a few times while his thoughts catch up and his cheeks and ears turn that pretty pink color.
“We… We are.” Luca decides, expression softening into something more full of love. He presses a few kisses to the top of Kal’s head, pulling him in tightly. It’s warm and cozy and since Luca’s clothes are all made out of the not so bad fabrics he doesn’t even itch.
“You need an actual bed. Much better for cuddling.” Kal decides.
Luca smiles into his hair. “Sleep, love. We can talk about that in the morning.” Mmmm. Yeah. Sleep sounds great.
Kal wakes in the morning with Luca running a hand lazily through his hair. Spite murmurs at his back. This is nice. Kal’s already used to it.