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In the distance, you can hear me screaming a loud happy birthday song to my friend.
It's safe to say Chase was burnt out, and so was Nox. These two lovebirds had done nothing but mess around and have fun in the sun all day. Chase decided to spare the hut this time, as last time they were in this same book, he set the entire hut on fire. In his defense, it was definitely sending a signal for help! That was the same time that Buddy had accidentally hurt him with the spear. Who would've known they'd gone from that intense fight to how they were right now?
Which brings us to these two. Nox always loved having a blonde mop of hair on his chest, and Chase loved resting his head on his boyfriend. The beach was quiet, allowing the blonde boy to hear his boyfriend's heartbeat through his ears. Nox had one arm around Chase, holding him ever so close, as his other hand was practically glued to the damp blonde hair from all the frolicking in the ocean. Meanwhile, the blonde had his arms wrapped around the other's chest, clinging on like a koala. The pace of Nox's chest slowly rising and falling lulled Chase to serenity. His eyelids felt heavy, like they were magnets desperately trying to connect. As the two lay under the hut, limbs tangled together, not daring to let go, Chase had almost fallen asleep.
Nox took this chance to move his face closer to the blonde hair, subtly getting a whiff of the shampoo and conditioner that somehow stuck in his hair, even after all the salt water. His hair smelled like vanilla and coconut, the same as his sunscreen he applied twice that day, no matter how much Nox reminded him the sun wasn't real. There was a moment when Chase asked his boyfriend to help him rub sunscreen on his back. Nox was the color of a tomato the entire time, as the blonde seemed to be unbothered, but seemingly loved making his boyfriend flustered.
The scent was addictive. Nox nuzzled his nose into the blonde's scalp, tightening his arms around the smaller one. He loved Chase so much, and he always adored moments like this. Chase's eyes opened slowly, noticing the obvious vacuum that was currently in his hair.
"Are-Are you smelling my hair?"
"Mm."
Chase giggled, and Nox could feel every vibration. He loved making his boyfriend laugh; his laugh was always so full of joy and warmth that it made him feel all giddy inside. Making Chase laugh was like hitting the jackpot. He found it hard to believe he used to hate this little idiot; now he can't imagine his life without him. As this thought passed his mind, Nox's grip on the smaller one tightened. Neither of them seemed to mind.
but
"You okay, cookieboo?" Chase shifted his head to rest his chin on the other's chest, facing his boyfriend. Eyebrows furrowed with worry. "J-Just lost in thought." Nox's pale face was bright red as their faces were inches apart. Their noses were touching, and the blonde took the opportunity to nuzzle their noses together, causing the dark-haired boy to chuckle. "What's on your mind?"
He could read him like a book.
"Wouldn't you like to know." Nox faced away, trying his hardest to play it cool, but Chase could feel both their rapid heartbeats, and he could see how red Nox's face was, even if it was exceptionally dark outside. "Buddyyy!" the blonde whined, hoping his boyfriend would open up. "Chaseee,"
The two shared a silent moment where they simply stared into each other's eyes, until they both broke out into giggles. Faces still flushed, Nox built up the courage to place a quick peck on his boyfriend's soft strawberry lips, then urgently separated their faces. A pit quickly grew in his stomach, wondering if that was okay or not. Chase didn't hesitate to bring a soft hand up to the others' naturally soft skin and return a tender but firm kiss. Nox let out a noise of surprise, but refused to end this beautiful moment.
He sat up, tilting his head to the side to deepen the kiss, his hands clenched in the blonde hair, locs of curls strained through fingers, his other hand fixed on Chase's waist. They couldn't be more content in this moment. They eventually broke the kiss, as much as they wanted to continue, faces still inches apart, simply gazing into each other's eyes. Chase let out a huff through his nose, bringing their foreheads against each other.
A lightbulb appeared atop the raven haired boys head.
"Chase, do you want to go watch the stars?" Nox remembered Chase mentioning he loved space. He watched as the blonde perked, eyes quite literally lighting up with excitement. "Yes!" He grabbed his boyfriend's hand as they slowly strolled out of the hut. They picked a spot not too close to the water and lay their backs against the sand, fingers intertwined.
They stargazed for what felt like forever, getting sleepier by the second.
Well, Chase was stargazing. Nox was mostly gazing at his star. (booo corny corny tomato tomato/silly)
Nox couldn't get his eyes off his beautiful boyfriend, and Chase seemed to feel the eyes on him. He loved the adoration; no one ever actually crushed on him as much as Nox has. Many of Chase's situation ships have been one-sided or just bad. As they lay in silence, it was unfortunately interrupted by Nox's stomach growling. Chase was not okay with that. "Buddy! Why didn't you mention you were hungry earlier?" He sat up, eyes furrowed, leaning over the dark-haired boy. "Uhh-" before Nox could reply, the blonde gasped as he remembered a specific specialty he had packed in his bag that he yearned to share with his boyfriend.
"Hold on! I'll be right back!"
"Wha-" Chase was halfway to the hut when he rummaged through his picnic bag filled with food. He grabbed the Tupperware of brownies that his mom gave him the recipe for. He made it back in less than a minute, only to find his boyfriend looking like a lost puppy sitting alone. "Welcome back," The blonde sat down and handed his boyfriend the Tupperware of brownies in front of him. Nox's eyes glistened at the chocolate fudge brownies. "These are the best brownies ever. Don't let any other person say otherwise!" He didn't hesitate to scarf down a brownie, then another, and another. It never ceased to amaze the others how much he loved chocolate.
"I knew you'd enjoy them!" Chase loved doing things for his boyfriend; it was the one thing keeping him whole. He couldn't buy him many materialistic things, but he could sure as hell make chocolate pastries! "Mmf- didyoumakethese?" Nox managed to get through his sentence with a mouthful of brownies. Chase understood him perfectly. "You bet! Mom gave me her recipe, and I whipped these up for you."
"For me?"
"For you, cookieboo," Chase giggled at how silly his boyfriend looked with chocolate on his chin. Literally, how did that get there? He licked his thumb and smeared off the crumbs and chocolate on his boyfriend's face. "Ahem, thank you." Nox took another brownie and held it up to Chase to feed it to him. He took a bite as they both broke out into giggles again. "Hey, you ever realized if we put our names together, it'd be 'Buddy Hollow'. That kind of sounds like the song 'Buddy Holly' by Weezer, right?"
"Really? I guess I never noticed," Nox had no idea what he was talking about. What the hell is a Weezer?
He rested his head on the blonde's collarbone, nuzzling his face into Chase's neck. He knew very well that it was Chase's weakness. He loved making the other flustered; it was revenge for being so perfect. Yeah, definitely. Chase could feel his breath on his neck. He tried his best to keep his calm and not squeal with giddiness. He loved his goth boyfriend so much. After he finally managed to calm himself down, he felt a pair of lips meet against his neck, leaving small, soft pecks everywhere Nox could reach. "Buddy!"
Chase said through a laugh as his hands reached up to grab his shoulders gently. "Hm?" Nox's hands found Chase's waist once again, bringing them closer. He needed to repay him for those fabulous brownies. He placed more and more kisses across his neck, finding his face and leaving pecks across his nose, under his eyes, on his cheeks, everywhere. "Haha! okay okay!" Buddy smirked against Chase's jaw, proud of himself for successfully making his blonde a flustered mess. "Hmph, alright. I'll spare you. This time."
"Wow, thanks." Sarcasm could be heard through the blonde, his heart still full with delight. However, this moment was interrupted when the same blonde let out a long yawn. If Nox knew how to handle cameras, he'd definitely take a picture. The scene was so adorable, he wanted to replay it forever.
"Goodness. Do I bore you, Chase?" Nox teased, having fun messing with him. He snorted when Chase let out a bewildered gasp. "Oh, you know you could never bore me! Shush!"
"Whatever you say, Charlie."
"Oh, my god. I hate you. No!" Chase hit Nox on the shoulder, as the latter snorted laughing. "Okay, I apologize for that." Nox reached his hands towards his love, still laughing, but the blonde sat farther away, pouting. "Chas-"
"Nope! Too late, I'm leaving," He reached for his key around his neck, but before he could ask Silver to go home, Nox stopped him. "Wait, wait! No, no, no, Chase!" Now it was Nox's turn to pout. He brought his hands to Chase's face, holding him as if he were made of glass. They both giggled. He placed Silver back down gently. He was never really going to exit the book anyway. Chase let out another yawn; the other took this as their sign to finally take them to sleep.
"Alright, up we go!"
"Huh?" Nox scooped Chase into his arms, carrying him bridal style to the hut. The blonde yelped in surprise, clinging to his boyfriends neck as a reflex, who was in fact fighting back a yawn. They finally made it to the hut as he let go of Chase ever so carefully. "Thanks, cookieboo!" He placed another kiss on his boyfriend's cheek with a loud 'mwah' noise as he turned and grabbed a blanket he brought in his bag. Nox grazed his hand over the same cheek that the other had just kissed. Something so simple yet it drives him crazy.
It was too warm for them to use the blanket as a cover, so Chase settled to laying the blanket out as a picnic layout on the sand. 5 minutes later, they were found in each other's arms once again. This time, Nox's face was buried in the other's chest, and their legs and arms were tangled together perfectly like pieces of a puzzle.
Perfect match.