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Basil groaned quietly, stirring slightly as he felt the sunlight hit his closed eyes, running a hand down his face as he turned over, eventually giving in and cracking his eyes open reluctantly with a yawn.
He nearly snorted, catching sight of Dylan's face, smushed against his pillow, and drooling, some of his hair falling over his eyes and into his mouth, though he was dead asleep, so he didn't seem to care.
This was the man he was in love with. This adorable, stupid man, who slept like that overnight. He hated the way the sun always managed to get into his eyes so early in the morning, but it was worth it when he opened them to the sight of his own personal sun.
He smiled sleepily hearing Dylan's soft snoring, curling an arm over him and pressing a kiss to his forehead before resting his face in his bed head, the long blond strands frizzy and spread everywhere because of just how long it was.
He closed his eyes again, taking in the sound of Dylan's snoring, a once bothersome noise that now provided him comfort, as he gently ran his hands through the other man's hair, brushing some of it out of his face.
He loved Dylan's hair. It was a beautiful color, it was soft, and he never minded when he played with it. It was somewhat of a habit at that point. He twirled the soft, fine strands around his fingers and ran his hands through it, gently brushing some of the knots that'd formed during the night out as he felt him stir.
“Mmm.. morning…”
Dylan yawned, his snoring having finally ceased as he wiped the drool from his cheek with a disgusted grimace, wiping it somewhere on the mattress before fixing the other man with a sleepy stare.
“Good morning, sleepy.”
Basil hummed softly, taking the time to open his eyes again and glance down at the clearly, still half asleep man curled up in his arms, one of his hands gently tracing shapes on his back as he tucked the hair out of his face.
“Did you sleep well..?”
Dylan mumbled lowly, leaning into the warm hand on his face and smiling sleepily at the familiar feeling of his rough palms against his skin.
“I did. Did you, my love?”
Basil pressed a small wake up peck onto the other’s nose, his eyes lighting up in fond amusement seeing Dylan indeed wake up, his smile growing closer to the dumb grin that spoke to just how much he loved Basil.
“Mmm. I would’ve slept better if you’d come to bed with me..”
Dylan muttered quietly, pressing a kiss of his own to the back of Basil’s hand before curling up closer to him, blinking slowly before a small pout formed on his lips, one that Basil had to hold back a laugh upon seeing.
“I would have, Dylan. I needed to finish my work, though. You know I love you, right?”
Basil murmured softly, playing up his act of, “nurturing lover” as he pressed a soft, chaste kiss to his beloved’s lips before resting their foreheads against each other, his hands resting on Dylan’s face, his thumbs moving in gentle circles over his reddened cheeks.
“Mm.. Give me another kiss and I might consider forgiving you.”
Dylan demanded with all the harshness of a puppy barking for attention, his pout slowly turning back into a smile.
“If you insist..”
Basil hummed, pressing another kiss to Dylan’s lips, this one lasting a little longer before pressing a kiss to his nose once they’d pulled away, and then his cheek, and then his other cheek, and eventually he was planting kisses wherever he could, a grin quickly growing on his own features as Dylan started giggling, his cheeks growing deeper and deeper in color as he squirmed beneath his lover.
“Heyyy! Stop, t-that, tickles!”
Though clearly, he was actually in favor of letting the barrage of affection continue, if the way his arms wrapped around Basil’s neck and pulled him closer was any sign.
Basil chuckled warmly himself, eventually relenting and giving his beloved a break, grinning and glowing with satisfaction as he rested their foreheads together, taking in Dylan in all of his glory.
His hair was still a mess, his cheeks were now a lovely shade of pink, expertly highlighting the freckles dotting them, and his heart was beating much faster in his chest, though the matching grin on his lips suggested he didn't hate it.
“I love you.”
Dylan murmured softly, his eyes lit up with the kind of unspoken love that was always there as he cupped the shorter’s cheeks, his grin softening as he placed several kisses of his own on his face, before resting his face in the crook of his neck, wrapping his arms around his waist.
“I love you too. You and your pretty face..”
Basil hummed softly, going back to playing with Dylan's hair as they quieted down and took the time to stay curled up in bed, remaining warm in each other's embrace.
They did eventually have to get up, but they could take the time to enjoy each other's presence. The outside world would always be waiting for them, but they could stand to be a little late every now and then. It's only a matter of time.