resting his chin atop their head, he yawns again, before shutting his eyes, giving his significant other a gentle squeeze.
“and me, the big gay.” he chuckled, before shrugging. “i was cloudwatching after work, and then i passed the fuck out on the grass. it’s damp. it’s so gross. but i had a dream where i had chinese takeaway, so we’re getting takeaway. right now.”
“Big gay, biggest gay, even if you’re only taller than me by maybe an inch.” They were already laughing to themselves, wiggling away a little so they could look at their boyfriends face. “Honestly I’m not even surprised that is exactly the type of thing I would expect you to do.” Another small snort of laughter left them for a moment, “Okay, okay we’ll go get takeaway, I’ll pay.”











