goodbye + darius & len ( past ?? )
goodbye : my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye.
It was too early, his body was still tired from the full moon the night before and he was far from ready to get out of bed. His boyfriend however was awake and moving around the apartment. Darius made his own hours at the shop so he could close whenever he wanted but Len didn’t have that privilege. Usually he didn’t make much noise, he’d slept through it plenty of times before but this morning he was wide awake.
Rolling onto his back he finally opened his eyes, the lights were off aside from the bathroom light where Len was doing his hair. Quietly Darius watched him he, he could tell he was tired, he was moving slower than he did usually. He thought about sitting up but he was too tired for that.
“Come back to bed.” His voice was thick with sleep, he was still tried but if he could stay awake long enough to convince his boyfriend to crawl back in the bed it would be worth it. “You could call in. Should call in.” Darius was being a bad influence and he didn’t think he’d actually listen. He’d convinced him to call in last week anyway. But he was always clingy when he was tired or after his transformations. It only worsened when it was both.
Len laughed as he walked towards the bed, “We’ll pretend you’re sick and no one will know you’re not.” He could tell by the look on his face it wasn’t going to work but Darius would keep trying until he finally left. He’d shook his head as he leaned down to kiss him, his hands moved to Len’s face, feeling the stubble on his jaw. He thought about trying to pull the man back into bed with him but he decided against it. “Cruel.” He muttered against his lips but he pulled back letting him go. @talkngdust