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Itsuki cracked open one eye.
His body felt tired, and heavy, and there was someone lying against his back. Squirming around Itsuki turned on his back and looked over and Davide's sleeping face. Davide was drooling onto Itsuki's pillow, which explained why Itsuki's right ear felt a little damp. Careful not to push Davide off the side of his narrow bed Itsuki sat up, holding his breath when Davide's arm tightened around him.
Ever so slightly Davide's grip relaxed, after a few minutes Itsuki slipped out of the bed and padded his way to his dresser. Pulling on a pair of briefs Itsuki spotted a used washcloth and two condoms laying by his trash bin, the remnants of last night's activities. Ears burning Itsuki felt like a teakettle as he whistled in embarrassment.
"Too many early mournings sends a marriage to it's grave." Davide rasped out, and Itsuki jumped at the noise, making a rather surprised hoot. Peering back at his bed Itsuki spotted the little smile decorating Davide's face. "Pfft."
"Why?" Davide questioned, taking a step closed to the bed.
"Musicians in bed use sheet music." Davide's voice was still hoarse and Itsuki wondered if it was because of all the groaning he'd been doing last night. Blushing as memories of last night flitted through his brain Itsuki almost missed Davide lifting up the comforter and motioning for Itsuki to join him. "…?"
Itsuki took a few more steps and took hold of the comforter from Davide. He hesitated again before slipping back into his bed. Itsuki's bed was barely big enough to hold him, and it had trouble accommodating Davide's form, much less when it was the two of them.
Davide reached out to grasp Itsuki's wrist lightly. Sliding his fingers over Itsuki's pulse point Davide's lips quirked even further upwards. "A lovely person who's lost their watch becomes a timeless beauty." Pulling Itsuki into the bed Davide hugged him tightly.
Wriggling one arm out of Davide's grip Itsuki made sure to turn off his alarm clock and settled in for the day.
Ever so slightly Davide's grip relaxed, after a few minutes Itsuki slipped out of the bed and padded his way to his dresser. Pulling on a pair of briefs Itsuki spotted a used washcloth and two condoms laying by his trash bin, the remnants of last night's activities. Ears burning Itsuki felt like a teakettle as he whistled in embarrassment.
"Too many early mournings sends a marriage to it's grave." Davide rasped out, and Itsuki jumped at the noise, making a rather surprised hoot. Peering back at his bed Itsuki spotted the little smile decorating Davide's face. "Pfft."
"Why?" Davide questioned, taking a step closed to the bed.
"Musicians in bed use sheet music." Davide's voice was still hoarse and Itsuki wondered if it was because of all the groaning he'd been doing last night. Blushing as memories of last night flitted through his brain Itsuki almost missed Davide lifting up the comforter and motioning for Itsuki to join him. "…?"
Itsuki took a few more steps and took hold of the comforter from Davide. He hesitated again before slipping back into his bed. Itsuki's bed was barely big enough to hold him, and it had trouble accommodating Davide's form, much less when it was the two of them.
Davide reached out to grasp Itsuki's wrist lightly. Sliding his fingers over Itsuki's pulse point Davide's lips quirked even further upwards. "A lovely person who's lost their watch becomes a timeless beauty." Pulling Itsuki into the bed Davide hugged him tightly.
Wriggling one arm out of Davide's grip Itsuki made sure to turn off his alarm clock and settled in for the day.