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WIP Wednesday (5/22)| Guardian Angel Neil AU (Part 191)
“Hey. Hey. Andrew," says a firm voice, snapping him out of slumber. He blinks his eyes open to find Neil looking at him. He coughs and rubs at his eyes. "Were you asleep just now?"
“Uh, no.” He coughs and rubs at his eyes. “Wide awake. Go on.”
Neil shakes his head and smiles. “You were snoring. Go to bed.”
“Where do you sleep when we’re here?” Andrew asks, making Neil raise a brow.
“On the roof, where else?”
“Seems uncomfortable. At least Fox Tower has a flat rooftop to lie on.” Andrew says, a yawn sneaking out. “You could sleep in the living room if you want. I mean, Kevin’s passed out on the sofa but the recliner is empty. Unless there are any other semi-invisible people in it.”
“The roof’s fine. Don’t worry about me.” Neil says with a smile that makes Andrew want to worry about him.
“It’s slanted.”
“Huh?”
“The roof. It’s slanted. How do you not fall off?”
“Angel powers,” Neil says. “Go to bed.”
“Fine. Don’t let the roof bugs bite.”
“I’ll bite them back,” Neil says with a grin. “Night.”
“Night.”
He’s so tired by the time he gets upstairs, he nearly forgets to remove his horns. Luckily, when he changes into pajamas his shirt snags on them and reminds him they’re there. After he drops the headband on the nightstand, he crawls into bed and imagines what it would be like to sleep next to Neil. The angel deserves better than shingles to lie on, after all.
And Andrew can’t deny he’d like to invite Neil into his bed. For sex. For snuggling. He’s not sure which. Both, perhaps. But he grabs his spare pillow and pulls it to him, crushing it against his chest and exhaling into it. Neil wouldn’t feel like this, but it’s something. So he smushes his face into it, pretending it’s Neil’s back, and goes to sleep.
