this is ridiculously short (249 words) and i wrote it in like 15 minutes,, enjoy?
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it's dark and quiet when tine wakes up, which is unusual because he doesn't usually wake up until his alarm starts blaring. something must have woken him and it takes tine's sleep addled brain longer than he'd like to admit to figure out the problem. he's cold. cold and seemingly alone. which is strange considering he distinctly remembers being pleasantly warm when he fell asleep. warm and comfortably situated in his boyfriend's arms. now, he's missing not only his duvet but also apparently his boyfriend.
not bothering to open his eyes again to look, tine rolls over with a groan, throwing an arm out in an attempt to find either boyfriend or blanket. he finds both. or, at least, his flailing arm comes into contact with something solid and warm and he makes a logical conclusion.
sarawat mumbles something that vaguely sounds like tine's name as tine wriggles towards him and, with his eyes still closed, somehow manouvers his way into the blanket burrito sarawat has created. at the sleepy sound of surprise sarawat makes, tine reaches out to find his hand, giving it gentle squeeze when he does.
"it's just me," he murmurs, "go back to sleep."
tine feels sarawat shift closer, throwing a leg over tine's own. this time, it's clearly tine's name that sarawat says just before his breathing evens back out.
a contented smile on his face, tine finds himself following suit, falling easily into the grasp of sleep. no longer cold. no longer alone.
