Type: M/M romantickly fanfic (sfw, yet nothing for minors)
Pairing: Josh Walters x Axel Michaels
Special Occasion: this is a birthday present for you, Ginny, my sweet friend. Enjoy your special day and Happy Birthday. 🎉✨
About: OCs of the ‘Sons of Walter’ universe by @otomiyaa | This mini fic is not specifically set on a certain moment of the story but could have happened somewhere after chapter 28 of part 3 ^^
Sweet Monday Morning Shenanigans
Josh’s eyelids fluttered open. Something or someone?, he couldn’t pinpoint it, had caused an end to his peaceful slumber. He was clueless, if dawn was already showing behind the black-out blinds, while he tried to read his surroundings. And, to be all honest with himself, he didn’t care much about it when a soft sigh, close to him, drew his gaze to the possible source of his awakening. As soon as this warm feeling took over, his chest and veins were filled with a sweet mixture of giddy happiness, love and desire for his boyfriend, Axel Michaels. A gentle smile tucked at the corner of Josh’s mouth, while his lips kissed the warm skin underneath, which earned him another soft sigh of comfort.
Once he realized, he had to get up and out of their cozy cocoon, a sigh of his own left his lips. Another kiss was placed on the sleeping body’s shoulder, while he plucked a shirt from their left-over pile of clothing on the hardwood-floor.
He was moving slowly, a bit like on autopilot with every step he took, not yet fully awakened. Once he reached for the handle to the bathroom door? It got locked right in-front of him. Odd. Muffled sounds, kisses, shhhh`s and laughter caused him to shake his head, amused and in disbelief. Yuki and James - Not odd at all.
Sharing the same floor with his twin brother had become a little more awkward since both were in relationships now. Josh was way too familiar with the intimate sounds of this lovey-dovey duo. Maybe they were the true reason he was awake this mere moment. He grinned and walked away, trying option two, the bathroom upstairs.
His brown hair was a sleepy mess, when he looked at his reflection in the tiny mirror above the sink. The facial expression was still somewhat tired, but he could see how the happiness, lingering in his core, changed the vibrance of his brown eyes. Was he wearing Axel’s shirt? Hehe.
Once he left the upper bathroom behind, he tried to tip-toe his way back downstairs to his boyfriend, when other muffled sounds caught his ears. He grinned, because he could hear the soft voices of Luca and Theo. So, his baby brother and sweetheart were awake too.
The atmosphere of the Walters’ residence had become a soft and calm undertone, on those Monday mornings, off of work. The family-owned restaurant underneath it would stay closed for the day regularly. So, the four brothers could get a more relaxed start into the new week ahead of them with space for countless options. Sleeping in, trying new recipes (on and off-camera), reading, gaming, going out and what not.
The moment he crossed Hank’s bedroom, Josh’s body came to a halt. His big brother, single as a pringle, was laughing too behind closed doors. Huh. Maybe he was on a call with his best friend Tom or watching some of the gifs and reels, stacked in their group chat(s). This Monday morning was full of happiness, as it seemed.
The brunette chef returned to his own bedroom, with two bottles of water tucked under one arm, and slightly cold feet from his barefoot walk through the whole maisonette apartment.
Axel, still in the same position Josh had left him in his bed, greeted him with a raspy: „Where have you been?“. Josh grinned, taking everything in: his blonde hair was ruffled from sleep too, one arm tucked underneath the pillow, while he was lying on his front, scrolling on his phone. One leg stretched, the other bend like a bow was a common position for him to be found in.
„Unexpected events occurred, so I had to walk almost a mile to pee.“, Josh answered grinning, while he got back to bed. Axel sighed, when he felt Josh’s warm, bare chest close to his side, the duvet got thrown over both bodies, hiding them underneath.
A trail of kisses followed the curve of his shoulder blade, when he asked: „Huh?“, still half-asleep, a little distracted by his feed, made it impossible to process the information properly. He turned his head to glance over his shoulder, soon, a sweet sleepyhead-smirk appeared when Josh snorted a laugh against the blonde’s warm skin: „Yuki. James. Shower. Bathroom occupied. Walked upstairs“, he tried to reduce his explanation to a minimum, while he kissed his way over the soft curves of Axel’s muscular back and arm. Those comforting touches made Axel shiver in awe.
„Ahhhh, hehey!“, he got the message the moment Josh’s ice-y feet touched his calf. „Get off of me“, he whined, while Josh simply crawled closer and whispered: „Oh, but you’re supposed to warm me up, hm?“, with a mischievous undertone. He grabbed his boyfriend’s sides, squeezing his waist knowingly, while he lifted his own torso half on-top of Axels back. His cold feet were entangled with the outstretched leg - such a clingy tease.
„Joshyhihi“, he giggled.
“Yes?“, the addressed one chirped: „Do you want me to stop?“
„Nohoho…“
„May I continue?“, he whispered into Axel’s ear.
A simple nod followed, while a muffled stream of giggles accompanied it, once Josh’s fingertips wandered over the valleys and hills of his ribs, following the twitching nerves and muscles - a well-known map of happiness. The stream of giggles ended, once those fingers reached the center of his boyfriend’s armpits. He laughed alongside his shaking sweetheart underneath, kissing his shoulder and neck here and there, while he savored this moment of advantage.
Axel on the other hand was trapped in a dozy state of giddy bliss, physically and mentally. He felt the trail of wandering kisses, his own laughter airing through the bedroom. His armpits were still the current target, when Josh’s lips moved down his spine. This seemed to be Axel’s favorite wake-up call: A mixture of kisses, sighs and nibbles combined with knowingly moving fingertips of his personal cartographer of joy.
Finally, Josh had kissed his way down and reached Axel’s backs of his knees. Of course, sensual stopovers along the way, had been given.
It had been a recent discovery, that Mr. Michaels, the famous foodie and influencer, would loose his mind, when he was teased right there, after a certain high of emotions. He tried to bend his legs, once Josh blew the first raspberry against this thin and sensitive skin. Unfortunately, for him, his tormenting boyfriend was too eager to be pushed away. Leg-day strength or not, he didn’t stand a chance. A bittersweet sequence of softly-dancing fingertips, nibbling teeth, gentle kisses and blown raspberries were his doom.
He couldn’t say if it had been five minutes or fifty, when Josh slid off his body, reaching over to the nightstand and offering him a bottle of water. Axel gulped down a couple ounces, rehydrating his slightly sore vocal cords.
When Josh tried to take it back, he shook his head and rolled the re-capped plastic over his face, cooling his blushed cheeks with the condensation water on it. This action earned him a sweet giggle from the eying sidelines.
„What’s so funny, huh?“, he rasped.
Josh shrugged his shoulders, crossing his arms over his own face, while he was lying on his back, shaking with amusement next to him: „Nothing“, he chirped.
„I mean, I could cool my heated skin down otherwise…“, he said smugly: „Your feet are still cold as ice, aren’t they?“
„Axe, noho“, Josh shrieked, when his blonde teddy bear feigned a move to turn towards the foot of the bed: „they ahare toasty waharm. No need toho exhaust yoursehelf“.
„Oh?“, he stopped dead, in the middle of his doing, smirking back at him: „How unfortunate for me.“.
„Vehery.“
The duvet rustled, when Axel turned back up to keep the upper hand in this situation: „So… what shall I do now?“
„Huh?“, Josh blushed and peeked through his crossed arms.
„My inevitable answer to your Monday morning shenanigans“, Axe stated and bit down his grin, when Josh’s eyes widened.
„Shall I squeeze you here?“, he asked, while squeezing Josh’s hipbone a couple of times.
„Or poke and prod here?“, his index finger danced softly over his waist.
„I could even scratch softly over this sweet spot…“, earned him a louder shriek, flailing arms, when he touched Josh’s upper rib, near the edge of his armpit.
„Dohon’t… Axehehe… plehehehease…“, the brunette one pressed his arms close to his sides now, trapping the traitorous fingers.
„Don’t what, hm?“
Josh shook his head, alarmed by the open trap and his own inability to properly stop himself from squeaking a frantic: „tihickle me“
„Uhh, my pleasure“, was the nonchalant answer and action followed said words immediately. „Gahahhhhhh“, was everything Josh got out before he’d erupted in a cheerful and helpless fit of laughter, while his boyfriend went to town on his torso. His fingertips were poking his sides, worming their ways into his armpits, hidden or not, sometimes even underneath his back to reach the outer lines of his ribs, while he rolled in giggly waves over the mattress.
Their shared giggles carried through the apartment, making the other Walters’ brothers and sweetheart-bonus inhabitants grin widely, while they shared coffee and `good mornings` on this casual Monday.
