* SkaterLight FanFic*

chapter 5.

This chapter won't have any smut, but it will get a little spicy so be warned

It was around 9 am when Lampert woke up to the sound of his phone ringing. He picked it up to just to see Mark calling him for about the millionth time. He got an annoyed expression on his face as he let it go to voicemail. There was no reason to keep calling him. He wouldn't answer.

Infected pulled him closer while he was sleeping, and Lampert suspected that he probably wouldn't be awake for a while. He decided he might as well get up and fix himself something to eat. He got out of bed carefully, as to not wake infected. He headed to the kitchen and put a bag of popcorn. A moment later, it was ready, and he dumped it out into a bowl. He sat down, switched on the tv, and turned on his favorite show, Grey's Anatomy. He knew it wasn't medically accurate, but he enjoyed it anyway.

A few hours later, Infected woke up. He was expecting to feel Lampert beside him, but he was met with empty sheets. He got out of bed and headed to the living room, surprised to see his partner already up. "You're up early, angel." Infected said.

"It's 12 in the afternoon." Lampert chuckled a little. Infected plopped down on the couch beside Lampert.

"Whatcha watching'?" Infected asked.

"Grey's Anatomy." Lampert replied as he scooted closer to Infected. 

"Hey Kas?" Lampert suddenly said.

"What is it- mph!" Lampert suddenly grabbed his face and kissed him. Infected ran his hands up his sweater and along his curves. Lampert's back arched at motion, chills going through his spine. The kiss quickly turned into a make-out session as small moans could be heard escaping his throat. Lampert's breath hitched when Infected bit down on his neck.

"Ah~!" Infected quickly pulled away, his eyebrows knitting slight as he looked worried

"Are you okay? did I hurt you?"  He asked, reaching up to run a finger over the mark.

"Y-yeah..!" Lampert stammered. He was glowing brightly. "Sorry, I shouldn't have kissed you without permission-!" He was all flustered now.

"Don't apologize, silly~" Infected ran a hand his hand down Lampert's arm, pausing on the bandages on his wrists. He glanced down, raising an eyebrow, "What are these for?". Lampert immediately jumped, pulling his arm away and smiling nervously.

"Uhm- Nothing! Accidently uh- burned myself when I was making myself breakfast a few days ago. You didn't notice until now?"

Infected's eyes narrowed, but he stayed quiet, silently looking Lampert up and down, before shrugging, pulling him into a hug. "Okay then. You know you can talk to me if somethings bothering you, yeah?", he said, lazily running a hand up and down his back

"Yeah. I know." Lampert said, letting out a stifled yawn, leaning into Infected. Infected chuckled softly, kissing the top of his head and leaning back against the cushions. Lampert settled into him, closing his eyes. They both fell asleep almost instantly, exhausted by the stress of the day.