“ babe, we slept in. ” / for vee from ven <3
if veera had little energy left in him to at least lift an arm , he wastes it on grunting out a response to his boyfriend . he wants to say many things , from ‘ i told you we have to go to a birthday party tomorrow so maybe we shouldn't have gone for round three or four ‘ , to ‘ you have the audacity to tell me we've slept in ?? ‘ . but what leaves his mouth is a mere noise of acknowledgement , soft and tired , a little throaty because time and tay were on a vacation and they didn't have anyone to hear them but the poor neighbors probably .
his arms are shoved beneath his pillow , one cheek pressed snugly against the soft surfaces while he blinked his eyes open a few times . venice’s face in front of him — as handsome as ever . veera can only guess how messy he looked right now with his fucked up makeup and marked neck . his irritation dies the moment venice flashes him a cheeky grin in greeting , and despite himself he's smiling . turning his head to hide it against the pillow and his arm as he mumbles sleepily ; ❛ i know exactly who to blame for that . ❜ his whole body shifts with a soft moan , upper half faces the ceiling as he lowers the duvet a little to pull venice closer to himself . allowing a loving peck to his dyed locks , veera doesn't get up . only traps venice’s neck between his arms and stares up at him with hooded eyes . a light flush to his cheeks — he smiles a little bit , simply because venice is way too handsome to be perceived in the morning . he still looks a bit dazed , like last night , letting his gaze brush over venice’s features as he mumbles ; ❛ i think i can't walk . ❜
* morning after. not accepting
