Red, White and Royal Blue Headcanons

Blankets

"Alex, stop taking the fucking blankets," Henry said as he grabbed them from Alex's body and put them around himself.

"Now you're stealing them!" Alex tried to grab them back but Henry slapped his hand each time he came close. "Henryyyy! I'm coldddd," Alex whined.

"So am I," he said bluntly, rolling over so he was facing away from Alex. "You've got plenty of blankets on your side, put them to good use."

"They're not enough, it's like 2 degrees outside!" Alex protested.

Henry paused before letting out a grunt and rolling back over. He opened his arms, holding the corners of the blankets in his hands so that he was inviting Alex into his arms and his blankets. He huffed as Alex's face lit up and he scooted into the cocoon of blankets and limbs. Alex pressed his face into Henry's chest and pulled him closer, so they were completely pressed against each other.

Henry smiled into Alex's hair, happy to have met this man and to have fallen in love with him.

Soon, Alex's breathing evened out and his eyes were firmly shut. Henry kissed the top of his head and started to drift off as well.