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Shield yawned and stretched his arms above his head, before tilting his head to the side. A sleeping form blocked his vision. He clicked his tongue.
“What time is it?” Shield asked and stifled another yawn. There was no real need for asking, he already knew. His internal clock woke him up everyday at the same time. “Far too early, at’s whit it is.” a grumbly voice responded, sogged by the morning. Shield only rolled his eyes, and softly tugged at his partner's blanket, in an attempt to make him stir.
Buckler only grunted and pulled the blanket back over his head. “Oi noo, a need ‘at! Still freezin’ outside, fo’ Zontik's sake!” he whined. Shield sighed. “Alright, we’re doing this the hard way then.” he stated simply before yanking the blanket away with full force, which was way more than necessary.
The young man let out a yelp as he tumbled off the shared bed.
Buckler's head perked over the side of the bed, a smug smile on his face, as he peered down at the mess on the floor that was equal amounts of man and blanket. “Ye sleeping oan th’floor noo, Shield? Disnae look very comfortable, doon thir.” He said before chuckling. Shield only looked away embarrassed. “Help me up, will you?” Buckler reached down a hand, but snatched the corner of the blanket, unraveling Shield, before tangling him up even more. He yipped against the tug-o-war they were playing, struggling to free himself properly.
“Buckler!” he whined, “Get up already!” He tugged the blanket back down as hard as he could muster, making Buckler tumble down on top of him. “Ack!” He yelped, as the weight came down. His partner only wrapped his arms around Shield in a tight snuggle. Shield sighed.
Running his hand through Buckler's short sky blue hair, he mumbled into his ear, “We have work to do today, we can't sleep in…” even if they could, sleeping on the hard floor wasn't his ideal way of spending time with his lover. “the others will be waiting for us” he finished. Buckler only made a groggy sound in response, and nuzzled against his neck. Shield could feel his stubble roughly brush against his skin. “Let ‘at Pauldron ‘ave at it, we deserve a break.” Shield couldn't help but smile. “Letting Pauldron be in charge is my biggest fear.” he heard Buckler chuckle quietly. “A willny tell th’ lad ye said ‘at.”
He supposed a small rest wouldn't hurt. It's not like the entire rebellion would fall apart if they were a few hours off schedule. Shield closed his eyes, relaxing in Buckler's arms. The blanket covered them as they drifted off to sleep on the floor together.