LONG DAY X HUXMIEN
damien x huxley
damien sighed as he sat in his fourth class of the day. thursday's were his long days, and he always dreaded them. he looked over to the side of him, seeing the freelancer looking just as bored as him, he flashed them a soft smile, to which they responded with one, before diverting his 'attention' back to the professor.
his phone vibrated in his pocket, he reached for it, reading the message underneath the table.
hux 💞 ; hey babe, just wanted to make sure you were doing ok, i know you hate thursday's ? 💚
dames <3 ; hi hux, yeah i'm alright, bored out of my fucking mind 😩
hux 💞 ; aww, babe, i'm sorry :( want me to pick you up in the car today? i've already finished work
dames <3 ; yes please that would be great :)
hux 💞 ; ok baby, i'll see you later, i love you ❤️
dames <3 ; I love you so much
damien let another soft smile fall upon his face, as he shoved his phone back into his pocket, this class was almost over, and he only had one more to go.
•
the freelancer and damien walked out of their last class, relief taking over both of them as they each let out a groan.
"that was even worse than usual" freelancer spoke, damien nodded in agreement. "hux picking you up again today?" freelancer smirked, "yes, you asshole" damien chuckled.
"there he is, i'll see you tomorrow" damien smiled, going to walk off until he was pulled back into a hug. "you didn't think you would be able to just leave without a hug did you?" the freelancer mumbled, damien scoffed, wrapping his arms around the freelancer's waist and just standing there for few seconds. "see you later, loser" they smiled, before they walked off.
damien shook his head before getting in the car. huxley was about to say something before damien leant across the console and pushed his face into huxley's chest, letting out a loud sigh. "s'tired" he muttered. "wanna go home and cuddle in bed?" huxley asked, damien nodded softly.
•
damien's head was resting upon huxley's chest, his arms wrapped around his waist, huxley's wrapped around his too.
a movie was on the tv, situated across from the bed, an empty pizza box placed on the floor. "i'm sorry thursdays are shit for you, dames." huxley spoke softly, moving one of his hands up so that his fingers could run through damien's hair. "my fault for wanting to take so many classes" damien mumbled.
huxley hoisted his boyfriend up and over so that he was now laying on top of him. "look at me" huxley spoke, moving his hand out of damien's hair, earning a sound of disappointment to fall from his lips. damien looked up, his chin resting on huxley's chest, huxley's hand coming to cup his cheek now.
"you should be proud of yourself" he smiled, "why?" damien mumbled, huxley shook his head, "because you're amazing! that's why!" huxley chuckled, pressing his lips to damien's forehead, a blush taking over damien's cheeks.
damien didn't say a word, he leant in closer to huxley and placed his lips upon his. one of his hands moving up to run through huxley's hair, now.
damien pulled away after a few seconds, huxley pushed his forehead against damien's, the smile from earlier finding its way back to his face. "you're so cute" he smiled, damien blushed, again.
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