The two laid in bed together the next morning, one with aching hips and other cuddling the pained boy close. "You should totally get a piercing. It'd be hot."
"Lukas would kill me."
"Lukas would kill you for most if not all the stuff you're doing now," he muttered.
Emil sighed and nodded
"And a tattoo. I'd love to see something on this beautifully white skin of yours."
Emil blushed at this and rolled his eyes. "I'm not into tattoos that much. Piercings, those I have always wanted. Tattoos, kinda a turn off," he mumbled sleepily as he cuddled into a pillow.
Leon smiled and ran his fingers through the soft and slightly bed headed hair. "Lip piercing would suit you. That or a cute blue earring. Something subtle but damn cute."
The other hummed softly in reply. "This one guy I know has a nice earring I was always jealous of. He also had a tattoo but it kinda suited his dark skin so you really see it. He said he got the piercing thinking of me and the tattoo because his boyfriend insisted they do a couple bonding time thing together," the rambled his tale as his boyfriend patiently listened, loving how he stumbled over words or how his accent deepened slightly as the shorter slowly drifted off and back into sleep.
Deciding to let his boyfriend get some more sleep, he curled up with him and stayed still with his arms wrapped snugly around his thin body.
