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Who’s speaking here again idk✌️😂POV:
Morning sunlight shimmered across the shared bedroom, the curtains of the windows moved slightly while the large air conditioner near their bed made a small sound every few minutes. Even if the light outside was blocked by the curtains, it still seemed quite dark outside even though it might just be the windows.
There wasn’t any school today, since it was Saturday—so Jude didn’t have any excuse to leave the bed and leave Sharp alone without a huggable, fluffy, short skinny body pillow to cuddle and snuggle until 10 in the morning. Jude’s cold skin nicely complemented Sharp’s warm skin.
It was always quite cold for Jude, even if the air conditioning was turned off so Sharp being clingy and snuggling him wasn’t really something he would complain about in the first place. And Sharp is like a big fluffy blanket since he has a larger build, so getting cuddled like a pillow feels like a very pleasant experience.
The cool breeze of the air conditioner near their bed remained turned on, even if they should have turned it off a while ago. None of them were using a blanket, as from their weird sleeping positions had gotten their blanket tossed from whatever corner on the ground Void knows where. Maybe that’s sort of concerning, but not really.
The bed creaked slightly as Sharp moved his arms to cage the smaller man’s asleep figure—long legs tangled on Jude’s, while Sharp’s head was nuzzled onto Jude’s neck, without any intent of trying to move when he might have to later. It’s ‘later’ anyway, let him have fun with his boyfriend that totally doesn’t have potential in being a femb-
Jude wore an oversized black shirt, and if he meant oversized—he meant really. Since his laundry wasn’t done yet, but not that Sharp complained. He lowkey looks hot as fuck. (Atleast according to Jude’s smug confidence, of course.)
The faint smell of raspberry shampoo filled his sense of smell, as the world began to form around him.
Colors splattered across his vision as he tried to open his eyes, the sunlight outside managed to make it inside the bedroom. His eyes widened, trying to scan the room infront of him—his eyes managed to focus on Jude first, still asleep. A thought struck to his mind—this gives him a chance with enough willpower to do something irreversible, something he couldn’t do if Jude was awake.
Bird chirped from the distance, while Sharp moved closer to Jude closing the distance between them, while Jude still faced the opposite direction.
Teeth pierced the pale, soft flesh of his boyfriend’s nape. As a bruise quickly started to form once he was done. The mark quickly began to turn into a purple with a mix of red. The hickey had contrasted the pale flesh infront of him—since the older one’s he had marked onto Jude had already faded a few days ago, so he had to do more on him again, for everyone to know who Jude belongs to.
Mark after mark, covered Jude’s nape to his exposed shoulders. It probably would have hurt, even if he tried to be gentle, so the smaller man beside him wouldn’t wake up. Sharp bit hard, and a small amount of blood would come out from each one—maybe the goal he promised to himself he wouldn’t go hard on piercing skin was a miserable fail.
Whimpers would escape from Jude’s voice from time-to-time, as his unconscious mind was unaware from what body horror was Sharp doing to his body again. Everytime he whimpered Sharp would stop for a moment and try to look at Jude, until he realises he was still asleep and Sharp can continue again.
Sharp moved his head slightly farther from Jude’s nape, to look at the amazing work he has done. A smug grin formed on his face, with a new found humorous light in his eyes. He was a simple man: if Jude was involved in the equation, he’d automatically join. His shoulders relaxed, as he snuggled impossibly closer to Jude, finally without an intention of biting his body off.
Sometimes, Sharp wondered how did his beloved partner not wake up to the feeling of a strong ache blooming in his shoulders and nape, with the slight metallic smell accompanying his sleep. Eitherly he was just an extremely heavy, heavy sleeper because he hasn’t slept properly in days, or Sharp was always just a light sleeper that had always valued his beauty sleep more than everything else. (Besides Jude).
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Jude thint smth??? POV:
Morning light blinded his eyes, as he felt a heavy, warm body using his as a pillow. Before he could even open his eyes, an ache immediately started to bloom on his shoulders and neck—it hurt much more it was supposed to in the first place. Sure, his neck always hurts from his posture all the time, (Scoliosis🥰) but this ache felt much more.
Someone’s arms wrapped around his slim waist, and his wrist. A sudden, unpleasant feeling almost comparable to the pain on his neck, shot up from his wrist—as he tried to stop himself from making a pained groan. Oh yeah, he forgot to properly change his bandages on his wrist. He fluttered his eyes open, as colors splattered on his vision.
Sharpness pulled him closer, impossibly close. He felt like he was literally about to suffocate in someones tight embrace—he moved slightly farther away from the man beside him, not that he was annoyed by him, but because JudeLow valued his life. His body felt heavy and his mind felt fogged, even this early in the morning he’s already getting tormented by college. Seriously???
The clock near them moved a millimetre, as time felt so slow today. He checked the time on it, it was still 7:02. Wasn’t it 6:30 a minute ago-
Maybe he’ll let Sharp win this argument today, just today. No one said a word for a few minutes, probably because Sharp was too oblivious to notice that he was already fully awake—or probably just delirious again since he always woke up unnecessarily early to ‘finish’ work almost everyday, even at weekends.
Even with Sharpness being a blanket, he still felt sort of cold, but not that he would really care, since he was too lazy to stand up and get the blanket on whatever corner of the shared bedroom. None of them spoke for a few minutes, still distracted on their own thoughts and whatever they’re doing mentally.
After atleast a few more minutes, someone finally said something.
“Are you awake?” He spoke, voice still raspy from the effects of sleep, with his short purple hair disheveled and almost hitting Sharpness’s eye from being too close to him.
A small ‘mgghm..’ came from Sharpness—clearly still not wanting to speak properly and just wants him to shut up and let him use Jude as a pillow.
“You know I have other things to do besides getting used as a teddy bear, right?” The tiredness of his voice disagreed with what he had said, even if he has things to do.
“no.”
“I have things to do.”
“You don’t.”
“I do.”
“Still.”
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Sharpness i think?? POV:
There wasn’t any point of arguing more, so he just decided to shut up already and accept defeat—or else Jude would probably leave him alone in the bed: a conclusion he wouldn’t really be satisfied with since this is one of the only days of the week he can cuddle his beloved partner. He moved his arms to Jude’s wrist, and rolled up his sleeves.