GeminiFourth Oneshots!

Why do you keep pretending this is all practice (PT2)

The faintest hint of morning light crept through the gaps in the curtains, softening the room with its glow. Fourth stirred first, blinking away the remnants of sleep. He felt a warm weight draped across his waist and turned slightly, his breath catching when he realized it was Gemini, still fast asleep.

His hair was mussed, strands falling lazily across his forehead, and his usually sharp features were softened in rest. He looked... peaceful. Different from the playful dominance or quiet intensity Fourth was so used to.

For a moment, Fourth just stared, caught in the quiet intimacy of the moment. He told himself it was curiosity—nothing more. Carefully, he shifted, resting his head on his hand as he leaned in.

"How is your hair this soft?" Fourth muttered under his breath. He hesitated, glancing at Gemini's face to make sure he was still asleep before reaching out tentatively. His fingers brushed over a few stray strands, tucking them behind Gemini's ear.

A smile tugged at the corners of Fourth's lips. "You'd be so smug if you knew I was doing this," he murmured softly. His fingertips lightly grazed the edge of Gemini's jaw, as though drawn by some unseen force.

Gemini stirred faintly, the movement causing Fourth to freeze. But his eyes remained closed, his breathing still even, and Fourth let out a quiet sigh of relief.

His chest ached faintly as he took in the way Gemini's lips parted slightly in sleep, how his face seemed so unguarded. Vulnerable in a way Gemini rarely allowed himself to be.

"Can't even sleep without looking annoyingly perfect," Fourth whispered, his tone affectionate despite himself.

Gemini shifted again, this time burying his face against Fourth's shoulder. The weight of it sent a shiver through Fourth, though whether from nerves or something else entirely, he couldn't say.

He tried to close his eyes, to let the moment pass without lingering too long. But when Gemini's arm tightened slightly around his waist, and he muttered something unintelligible in his sleep, Fourth found himself helplessly smiling.

It was going to be a long morning.

Fourth let out a quiet breath, trying to steady the unusual rhythm of his heart. It wasn't as though he hadn't been this close to Gemini before. They'd shared cramped cars on road trips, crowded couches during game nights, and even tight embraces after more than one late-night victory at some absurd bet.

But this—this was different. This was uncharted territory.

Fourth's fingers lingered, brushing over Gemini's hair once more, feeling the softness against his skin. He thought of every time Gemini had ruffled his hair, his usual teasing grin in place, and how Fourth would swat him away with a halfhearted glare. "Revenge," Fourth murmured, though his voice lacked any real bite.

The irony of the situation wasn't lost on him. Gemini was supposed to be the untouchable one—the cool, confident guy who always had things under control. But right now, he looked completely at ease, nestled into Fourth's side like it was the most natural thing in the world.

His gaze drifted down, tracing the lines of Gemini's face. He marveled at how ridiculously unfair it was that someone could look this good without trying. Even the shadows under Gemini's eyes from too many late nights somehow added to the picture.

Gemini murmured something again, shifting slightly. His nose brushed against Fourth's shoulder, and for a second, Fourth thought he was awake. Panic flared, but it faded when Gemini settled back into stillness, his arm heavy across Fourth's waist.

"You really know how to trap a guy, don't you?" Fourth said softly, half amused. "Couldn't roll away even if I wanted to."

The soft light in the room caught on the strands of Gemini's hair, and Fourth couldn't resist touching it again, twirling a lock around his finger. He didn't know what had gotten into him—it wasn't like him to be this... affectionate. Especially not with Gemini. But something about the quietness of the morning made it feel like a space where the rules didn't apply.