Cuddling in a blanket fort with Barisi please 🤗
ok i don’t usually do unsolicited prompts but...............well.
“I’m just going to tuck him into bed and read him a story,” Olivia says, as Noah pulls her down the hallway. “Shouldn’t take more than fifteen minutes!”
Rafael gives her a wave before she disappears into Noah’s bedroom. For the first time since he arrived, the apartment is blessedly quiet. He takes a moment to enjoy it, then directs his attention to the blankets stretched out across the room.
“You coming out of there?” he asks.
“Nah,” says Sonny from underneath. “It’s warmer in here. I don’t know why Liv keeps her apartment so cold; Noah’s gonna catch something.”
Rafael snorts and lifts the blanket corner that’s been tucked under his leg for the better part of the afternoon. He peeks into the fort that Sonny and Noah had built together.
“You know you can’t catch anything just by being cold, right?”
Sonny shrugs. “Best not to take chances.”
Rafael shakes his head and is about to tuck the blanket back in, when Sonny says, “Wait! Come down here!”
“You told me I was an integral part of the architecture.”
“Just shove it between the seat cushions, it’ll hold.”
Rafael thinks for a moment. Does he really want to crawl into a blanket fort with his physically-37-but-mentally-only-ten-years-old boyfriend? At his best friend’s apartment? When said best friend could come back at any moment, see them, and tease him about it for days?
“Alright,” he says, with a sigh. Dating a younger man has really made him adventurous. He crouches down into the fort and secures the blanket behind him. “What is it?”
“Nothin’,” Sonny says, crawling towards him. “Just wanted to see you.”
Rafael rolls his eyes. Sonny plops himself down right next to Rafael and gives him a kiss on the cheek.
“I’m sleepy,” he says. “You wanna bounce once Liv gets back?”
Rafael takes his hand. “Sounds good. Come back to my place.”
“That’s what I was hoping you’d say. Your bed’s so much more comfortable than mine.”
“I knew you were using me for my thread count.” Sonny snorts and presses a kiss to Rafael’s hair. “Not easy spending all day playing with a five-year-old, is it?” Rafael asks.
“Ugh. I remember blanket forts being much less work than this.”
“You went overboard. But I’m sure Noah will be talking about it for days.”
Sonny chuckles. He lets go of Rafael’s hand and wraps an arm around his shoulders instead. Rafael leans into him and they sit together quietly, enjoying the warmth and privacy of the fort. It’s peaceful in here. Rafael almost wishes he could stay. He turns and gives Sonny a kiss on the curve of his jaw. Sonny laughs and tilts his head so Rafael can kiss him properly.
They hear Noah’s door open, and Olivia’s muffled voice saying goodnight. Her feet pad across the hardwood floor and pause at the end of the hallway. Sonny looks at Rafael and puts a finger to his lips, smiling mischievously.
The silence lasts only a brief moment before the edge of the fort lifts up, and there's a sudden flash. Rafael groans as Olivia smiles down at the picture she's taken on her phone.
“You used flash?” Rafael asks. “I thought we were friends.”
Olivia laughs, and Sonny stands up, destroying the blanket fort and reaching a hand back to Rafael.
“You want help cleaning up?” he asks, folding the fallen blanket.
“Just put the cushions back in place, thanks.” Together, it takes only a few minutes to get the room in order. “Are you two headed out or do you want to stay for a bit? I have wine.”
“Think we’re headed out,” Rafael says. “Mr. Living Room Architect here is wiped.”
Sonny grins. “Yeah, thanks for the offer, though.”
They put on their coats, bracing for the cold winter air. Sonny puts a hand on Rafael’s back as Rafael tightens his scarf. A warm apartment, a snack, and a cuddle sound really good right about now.
“Thanks for having us,” he says, giving Olivia a kiss on the cheek. “Now go get some sleep.”
She smiles at him, looking between him and Sonny with fondness. “I’m sending you that picture I took,” she says.
Rafael shakes his head. The door closes behind him, and not five steps away his phone dings with a text alert. The picture isn’t so bad. It’s actually kind of cute. Sonny reaches for his hand, and Rafael smiles into his scarf.
