unfortunateone.
fingers move with ease through the other’s hair, a comforting gesture he’s reserved only for the one he loves. he leans quietly against the headboard, in bed later than usual on a hazy sunday morning; he’s focused on his love, and that’s it. nuka’s lips press a gentle kiss to the top of meeko’s head, arm moving to wrap around him almost protectively. ❝ we could stay in bed all day, y’know, ❞ nuka lets his head fall back, eyes closing as he thinks. ❝ leon could take care of the babies, right ? like.. i mean, i’ll pay him to take ‘em outta the house for the day if i have to. ❞
@shinessilver // sc.
moments like this, between meeko and his husband are rare but he clings to them with everything he’s got. it’s no one’s fault, with four kids in the house and a demanding job, he’s stopped worrying when he wakes up in bed alone but today, resting softly on nuka’s chest, meeko’s smile comes easily. ❝ we could. ❞ he agrees, taking nuka’s hand and pressing a kiss to his knuckles. ❝ i think you might have to, because i don’t plan on moving any time soon. ❞ he laughs softly, wrapping his arms around nuka even tighter and letting his eyes close for a minute.










