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The second Pen opened the door and set his keys on the island he let out the loudest groan of frustration he’s ever done in his life. He lays down on the cold tile floor of the small kitchen in the apartment he shared with his boyfriends, Eraser, and continues to bitch and whine.
He heard a door open and he saw Eraser walk over to him.
“Hard day at work?” He said, smirking.
“No, today was wonderful and I feel so happy and joyous, I would never think of killing myself.” Pen said sarcastically.
Eraser laughed and held out his hand for Pen to take. He did and Eraser pulled him up off the floor. “What happened?”
Pen ranted about how annoying everything at his job was, and Eraser made him some food. Pen worked in retail at a Sephora, and he hated his job with every fiber of his being. Everyday the most annoying ass people would come in and yell at him for daring to exist. Not to mention he made almost no money, cause it was a fucking Sephora. He would occasionally do makeup for customers, but that only got him a bit extra.
When Pen was done ranting, and done eating the grilled cheese Eraser made for him, he felt like crying. He hated coming home and immediately being so negative. Eraser probably hated it. But today was just SO ANNOYING he couldn’t help it.
Pen asked Eraser how his day was after that, and they talked for a while. Pen always came home a bit late, so it was almost 10:00 at the moment.
“We should probably get to bed now, Pen.” Eraser said after a while.
Pen sighed. “Yeah we should.”
Neither of them moved.
“Pen?”
“Can you carry me?” He asked quietly.
Eraser sighed affectionately. “Fine. You little baby.”
Pen cheered as Eraser stood up and held him bridal style. Pen wasn’t physically weak by any means, but Eraser was a LOT stronger than him. Pen always loved being in Eraser’s arms, and just being around Eraser.
Eraser opened the door to their room with his foot, and gently set Pen in their bed before closing the door.
Eraser took off his hoodie, showing just his white tank top underneath, and he snuggled up next to Pen in bed. Normally Pen was always the one initiating physical affection. Pen held onto him, shoving his face into his neck and intertwing their legs together.
“Missed you today.” Eraser said quietly.
Pen’s face flushed as he rubbed his boyfriend’s back. He smiled. “Really?”
“Mh-hm.” Eraser kissed his head, while threading his fingers through his hair.
Pen sighed into Eraser’s collarbone. “I missed you too. I miss you all the time.”
Eraser held Pen’s face and started to kiss it. Pen chuckled, not all that used to Eraser being so affectionate. “You doing ok Rase?” He asked.
“Yeah…” Eraser sighed, rubbing his thumb across Pen’s cheek. “I just felt extra lone today. Dunno why.”
Pen kissed Eraser’s nose. “Well I’m here now. And I’ll give you all the kisses in the world, until you stop feeling lonely.”
Eraser chuckled. “You're such a dork.”
Eraser kissed Pen’s lips, smiling against him. Pen kissed back gently. This wasn’t one of their steamy makeout sessions that always inevitably led to something more, nor was it a comfort session where one of them needed some extra help that could only be provided through kisses and whispered praises. This was casual. Sweet. Domestic even.
Pen pressed kisses all over Eraser’s face, smiling at his little giggles. Eraser kissed the corner of his mouth and intertwined their fingers together.
“I love you bro.” Eraser said. ‘Like, a lot. I love you a lot.”
Pen smiled and felt butterflies in his stomach like he was still silently pining away for a man who loved him more than anything else in the world. Maybe that was an exaggeration, but Eraser made Pen feel that way.
Eraser made Pen feel a lot of things. Nervous, flustered, hot, attracted, sad, angry, love, every emotion ever really. But more out of all of those, Eraser made Pen feel safe.
Pen had other friends, Bottle, Coiny, the Bros, Liy. And he had his siblings, Pencil and Marker, but no one made him feel as safe and secure as Eraser did.
“I love you too, Rasey.” Pen said, kissing his neck. “More than anyone else.”
Eraser held onto Pen tighter. “I don’t deserve you…”
“Of course you do.” Pen replied instantly. He held Eraser’s face and looked right into his eyes. “I love you so much Eraser, you don’t have to ‘deserve me’ or whatever, because I love you. I love you so so so much Eraser. You’re the best.”
Pen kissed him on the mouth again, smiling.
Eraser played with Pen’s hair. “Thanks Pen…”
He was quiet for a moment while Pen continued to shower him in kisses. “Pen.” He said.
Pen stopped and looked at Eraser. He tilted his head, waiting for him to continue.
“I love you. I love you a lot.” He said quietly. He never liked being this vulnerable, but today was different I suppose.
Pen smiled. “You better.” He said in response.
Pen rested his face in Eraser’s neck again, and wrapped his arms around his waist.
Eraser kept his hands by Pen’s head, and wrapped his legs around Pen’s. They cuddled together almost every night, but some nights Pen would fall asleep on the couch, and vice versa. But almost every morning Pen woke up in Eraser’s arms. Couch or bed, it didn’t matter. Just as long as he was with Eraser.
***
The next morning Pen woke up to see Eraser’s face. He was snoring loudly, and drool dripped from his mouth. Pen laughed at the sight, booping Eraser’s nose.
“Wake up asshole.” He said. They had a little rule that whoever woke up first had to say that to the other.
Eraser opened his eyes tiredly. His mouth closed and he smiled at Pen. “Morning babe.”
Pen smiled and kissed him. “Can you make eggs?”
“Of course.” Eraser replied, yawning. ‘Gimmie ten minutes.
Pen was perfectly ok with cuddling with Eraser for ten more minutes.
“Ok. But they better be fast for ten minutes cuz i’m hungy.” Pen said.
Eraser kissed his head. “They will be.”