Sat on the sofa, cup of hot chocolate in hand, the blue light of a TV screen was the only illumination the room had. On the television, a film long forgotten and boring to the two lovers sat in each others embrace, softly whispering sweet nothings and already made confessions.
They watched the action in front of them or a time, before one fell asleep, his husband carding through cyan hair as the Scot's breathing evened out and became a soft melody. The blonde joined him soon after, spooning his lover and whishing the moment never ended, that moments like these, soft and precious, didn't run out until his own timer sounded, allowing his to move on to another life to start again.
His husband never far away.
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2 days left! I hope everyone has enjoyed the series before its end on (hopefully) the 28th :)
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February is the season of love as June is such for flowers
FanfictionFebruary flower husbands prompt challenge by the amazing @sketchers_writes!
