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Myron x Morris // New ship part 2

It was early morning, around 5 or 6 when Myron woke up. He slept over at Morris' house and was being spooned by his new boyfriend, but he had to leave before his uncle and brother wake up and he gets found out, so he got up and started putting on his shoes. He accidentally woke up Morris who tiredly mumbled, "Where you going?"
Myron turned to look at him as Morris lazily flopped his head on his shoulder, holding his waist. Myron smiled and played with his hair, "I'm going back home, before Spot realises I'm gone and your uncle realises I'm here."
"No... Myron, stay." Morris begged.
"I can't, you know I have to sell and you have to go to work." Myron kissed him and tried to get up but Morris pulled him back onto the bed into a tight cuddle. Myron tried not to laugh, "Morris, seriously, I need to go."
Morris just ignored him as he wrestled Myron until he managed to get on top of him, pinning his hands on either side of his head and drowning him in kisses all over. Myron had to bite his tongue to not laugh, "I need to go-"
"No you don't, you're fine here." Morris whispered, teasing.
"Hey, I'm a lot stronger than you, if I want to get out, I can." Myron looked at him.
"Then do it." Morris grinned.
Myron tried but Morris had a tight grip on him, "Looks like you're staying, baby."
"Don't call me that." Myron frowned, realising he would have to stay alittle longer, but he didn't mind.

"You slept well?" Morris asked, kindly. Myron nodded, not wanting to entertain the games Morris was playing at. "What? Your not speaking to me now?" Morris pestered.
"You're gonna let me go?"
"Not a chance."
"Then no, I'm not speaking." Myron looked to the side.
"Suit yourself." Morris shrugged, and went back to kissing him.
Myron smiled alittle, he's never had somebody want him around so much, especially not a boyfriend. "I love you." Myron sighed. "Love you too. I'm tempted to pretend to be sick so I don't have to work." Morris said.
"What will you do all day?"
"Spend the day with you."
"I still have to sell, Morris, I can't afford not to." Myron mumbled, sadly.
Morris sighed and got up, he went to his dresser and got 50 cent, he threw it to Myron, "There you go, now you can afford to stay with me all day."
Myron was alittle shocked, "No- Morris I can't make you-"
"You didnt make me do anything, I made myself do what i have to do to make sure I spend the day with you."
Myron was so touched he hugged him, "You're my dream guy, honestly."

"Oscar! Morris! Get up and dressed both of you's!" Wiesel yelled from downstairs.
"Shut up!" Oscar called from his room.
Morris sighed, "Coming, sir!" He pressed a kiss on Myrons lip and went downstairs to meet up with his Uncle and brother who were drinking coffee.
"Uncle, I think I'm not going to be able to work today." Morris said,
"Morris, your working." Wiesel said, not looking from his newspaper.
"I can't- I feel ill, you don't want me to barf on the job do you."
"I tell you what-"
"What?"
"I couldn't care less Morris, you're going to work."
Oscar snickered, as Morris looked annoyed, before he got an idea.
Morris got behind Oscars chair, "No, uncle, I think I'm really gonna be sick- all over Oscar-" He started belching, pretending that he was going to vomit on Oscar. Oscar instantly tried to push him away, "GO AWAY YOU PRICK!"
"HEY! Stop this instance!" Weisel got up and pulled Morris away and smacked the back of his head, "To your room, your missing work and dinner tonight, and don't think about sneaking into the kitchen at night."
Morris smiled and nodded, "That's fine, sir."
Weisel pointed to the stairs, "To bed, now!"
Morris quickly got upstairs and back to his room.

There, he locked his door and found his boyfriend, "Sorted." He smiled as he jumped onto the bed. And wrestled poor Myron until he got him pinned down again, "Seriously?" Myron laughed, not really caring.
"Seriously what?" Morris teased, admiring the strong guy beneath him, he let go of one of Myrons and placed his hand on his abs to feel them over his shirt. Instantly, Myron flinched and tried to push Morris' hand off, "Don't."
"Don't what?" Morris chuckled, knowing exactly what he was doing. Myron couldn't help but laugh, trying his best not to as he spluttered, "Morris, I swear to god, don't you dare."
"What, are you ticklish?" Morris smirked as he gently tickled to others stomach.
"I will smack the shit out of you." Myron threatened, going all red, giggling.
"A strong guy like you, weakened so easily." Morris teased,
"If your brother and Uncle hear us-"
"Hear you, you're the one laughing like a hyena."
"I'm trying not to- but your tickling me." Myron tried his best to push Morris' hand away, which is hard with only one hand free.
Morris stopped, "You're so cute." He smiled.
"No I'm not." Myron frowned.
"Yes you are." Morris looked at him, admiring him. That's when he heard Oscar and Wiesel leave.
"Can you let go of me?"
"What's the magic word?"
"Now." Myron said, stern.
"Incorrect."
"...please?" Myron said so softly it melted Morris' heart enough to let him go. Myron shoved him playfully, "Don't ever tickle me again."
Morris chuckled, "Ok. By the way, is there anything left in that flask of yours?"
Myron shook his head, "You drank it all."
"Liar." Morris didn't believe him, until Myron showed him his flask.
"Damn." Morris sighed.
"You wanna get drunk or something?"
"Kinda, then I'll actually enjoy your company." Morris joked. But Myron just shook his head, "You're not enjoying my company?"
"Of course I am, baby, I'm just kidding."
"Don't call me that..." Myron sighed, cuddling up against him as they lay down, "But you mean it...right?"
"Of course, why wouldn't I?" Morris asked quietly.
Myron sighed and shrugged, "You wanna go out?"
"What?" Morris laughed, but them realised Myron was serious, "Hell no, what if we get caught?"
"We'll go where no-one knows us... what about Woodside?"
"No, Myron, you know it isn't a good idea."
"Do I know that? Really?" Myron got mad, "or do I just want to go on a date, go out, like a real couple?"
"We're not a real couple." Morris mumbled. That shattered Myrons heart, "Please, Morris?"
Morris sighed, "Fine, you leave through the fire escape and I'll meet you in Central woodside. But if we get caught-"
"We won't! I promise, Morris, thank you-" Myron smiled, which made Morris happy, but he was still super scared of being seen.
Morris loved making Myron happy, even though he loves teasing and annoying him, his smile was what sold Morris instantly. And Myrons love for him melted his heart, it was always hard for Morris to feel love, especially growing up, where he was abandoned by his father and never really understood how a human could care for another, the only important thing in his life was his little brother. But Myron comes along, idiot from Brooklyn, and he makes Morris feel so happy by just existing. Myron loves Morris for who he is deeply.

(This is like half finished but I have no clue what to write next so I'm posting it early)