Vincent looked away from the television as he heard his closet door open, his husband stepping out of it with soaking wet hair; due to the shower he had just taken.
A devious grin formed on William's lips as he approached Vincent, clearly wearing his husband's oversized clothes.
"Oh? Stealing from me now?" Vincent playfully grumbled to him, snatching him by the waist and tickling his stomach softly.
William giggled and squirmed in Vincent's muscular arms, huffing as he couldn't grasp himself to get away, "But your sweater is so comfy.." He pouted, puffing his cheeks out. "And anyway, I think it's more like sharing."
"Sharing..?" Vincent raised an eyebrow.
"You stole my food yesterday, and then stole my blanket, and then you took up the whole couch." William complained at him, yet getting comfortable in his embrace. "So this is also revenge."
"Hm? But I think you look adorable in it, I don't see how this is revenge if I'm not getting angry." Vincent gave him a sly smile, rocking him back and forth.
"I'm getting it soaking wet." William gave his husband a cheeky grin, his hair indeed dripping onto the back of the sweater and making it darker. "Which is going to ruin it."
Vincent just tugged his cheek, "Whatever you say darlin'. "
"You're no fun...," the smaller man sighed in vexation, placing his soaking head onto Vincent's chest. He felt a bit tired after showering, his body sinking down into Vincent's stomach, with his legs lounging on his husband's thighs.
Vincent chuckled at his words but said no more, he only kissed his wet hair and pulled him closer, enjoying their shared warmth.
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