another revealed truth

morning blues

trigger warnings listed in opening author's note

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sapnap wakes up feeling disgusting.

his mouth is stained with the taste of alcohol and cum, his room smells like sweat and sex, and, even with his arms curled around george and his front to the other's back, he can feel the dried substance on his stomach from where he and his boyfriend fucked last night and didn't bother cleaning up.

part of him is desperate to get up and scrub himself clean and force george to help him change the gross bedsheets, but a more powerful part of him just wants to stay here, in this moment.

he holds tighter around george's waist, pressing his forehead against the gap between george's shoulder blades. the brit makes a quiet humming sound, as if to show he's awake, and sapnap responds with a gentle kiss to the ridge of george's spine.

sapnap feels his heart momentarily drop when he suddenly remembers he has a lecture this morning but, when he looks back to see the time, he notices he is already twenty minutes late and makes the executive decision to just skip it.

it's the day after halloween, the college is stupid for assigning any lectures for a time before three-pm anyway.

as he snuggles back in, already over his momentary shock, he lays a kiss on the tip of george's shoulder and slowly trails in, leaving more until he's kissing gently on the side of his boyfriend's neck.

sapnap wants to wake up every day with george in his arms.

george makes a sad little sound, likely because he's waking up in a similar gross state to sapnap, and the ravenette smiles as george wriggles out of his arms to roll over.

without sparing sapnap so much as a glance, george cuddles back into his warmth, lightly headbutting the younger's chest as if it's his fault that they're all gross (it probably is, considering he threw the party).

"good morning," sapnap speaks quietly, leaning in to kiss the top of his boyfriend's head and feeling heart-warmed by the happy hum he gets in response. "shall we have a day in?" sapnap suggests, reaching up to brush his fingers through george's messy hair, "we can just stay here and cuddle."

george shakes his head against sapnap's chest, and it seems to take him a moment to work up the energy to verbally respond, "have a lecture."

"at three?" sapnap says, because he may or may not know the other's timetable. he sighs, already knowing that george won't skip, and admits, "so do i."

"is it..." george trails off, pausing so he can shift around into a comfortable position where they're still tangled close together but he's now able to look up at the other. "shorts day?"

"yeah, i have to wear shorts to my lecture today," sapnap confirms - george had found it hilarious when he first told him, and even now he giggles sleepily to himself before pressing his face into sapnap's chest once more. sapnap doesn't even find it that entertaining, they just have to wear shorts because they're doing an activity that involves looking at one another's calves, but he's glad that george finds some amusement in it.

sapnap wants to stay in bed forever, just holding his boyfriend and listening to the distant sound of people walking around outside.