plus two ⌁ hayes [IN EDITING]

vingt huit

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i get bored of watching 'the office' fairly quickly and zan appears to as well, as he has fallen asleep in my lap. although, my boy is always sleeping so it's not like this is out of routine or unusual. speaking of my boys, i wonder what hayes is doing? he's been working all day and been in and out of meetings, so i've been giving him his space. not at his request, but i thought that i can be a little bit of a distraction at times so i let him do his work. it's now four in the afternoon and i think he's had enough space, i need some attention.

i pick zan up, being sure to make subtle movements that way he, hopefully, won't wake up on the journey to hayes' room. i get there and knock softly on the door, making sure that he's not in the middle of a call or something. "state your business." he calls out, obviously joking because the only people who live in this house are his best friends and girlfriend.

"his girlfriend and son who just need some attention," i play along, smiling widely at the sound of his voice. he sounds like he could use some cheering up.

"access granted; but just barely," he kids as i open the bedroom door. my vision is taken over by hayes' tired and disheveled appearance. he looks very overworked and i intend to make him relax a little. his eyebrows are furrowed as he stares down at the screen of his laptop. he moves the computer to the nightstand and opens his arms up for me and zan to climb into, which we do. he wraps his arm around me while i set my head on his bare chest, resting the pup in between us.

he kisses my forehead before bringing his laptop back onto his lap and continuing his work. ugh, this is even more boring than rewatching every episode of 'the office'. to keep myself occupied, i begin tracing the lines that define his abs while watching him type up a storm on his mac. i start to doze off, but snap myself awake every time i notice myself falling asleep. "babe," i whisper, catching his attention.

"hm?" he hums, still typing on a document.

"i'm tired." i reply, looking up at him, almost asking for permission to fall asleep on his chest. he peers down at me with a lazy grin, kissing the top of my head.

"then go to sleep. i'm not going anywhere any time soon, baby." i hum as a response and my eyes fall shut almost immediately. he carries on with his work as his son and girlfriend fall asleep on him. hayes is always telling me about how much he loves cuddling and how if i'm ever gone he would need someone to cuddle with and that was one of the major reasons he bought zan. he's such a sensitive little baby and it melts my heart.

when i wake up, hayes has put his laptop away completely and is wrapped around me, kissing my neck and shoulder region occasionally. "go back to sleep," he whines. i raise an eyebrow at him, questioning why he would want me to go back to sleep so desperately. "i was about to fall asleep and i can't have you squirming around or i'll never get to sleep."

"you're so odd." i laugh as he closes his eyes with an annoyed look on his face. "i could just cuddle you, i know how to make you fall asleep,"

"but i like cuddling you," he whimpers.

"loser," i sigh, turning around and remaining still at the expense of my amusement all for te boy cradling me like it's the last time.