killed the mood (evenxisak)

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prompt: imagine that person a of your otp is kissing b's body all over, but B keeps ruining the mood by giggling due to their excessive ticklishness

  It was the second week back at school from winter holiday, and Isak was not adjusting to it well. Everything was fine and all, except for the fact that he went to bed at four in the morning, always forgetting that he had school at seven, leaving him running on three hours of sleep. Even quickly noticed the bags under his eyes, the constant yawning, and the irritability, that came with sleep deprivation. He asked, even begged, Isak to go to sleep earlier, but Isak always brushed it off saying something like "I'm fine!" or "I promise I will" (and then at three am when Isak is reading Even and his texts, he's laughing because he promised he would go to bed at eleven and now it's three am and he is on the weird side of YouTube, watching washing machine reviews).

  The week soon came to an end, and Isak invited Even to stay for the weekend. They spent all of Friday afternoon sleeping. Which in reality, consisted of Isak finally getting much needed sleep, and Even watching his boyfriend sleep peacefully, with nothing but love and adoration in his eyes, occasionally brushing a stray hair from Isak's face. Isak slept until late Saturday morning, when Even made him get up because he hadn't eaten since lunch the day before. Even made them something simple, eggs and cheesy toast, they both took showers, (a/n: with each other?? ;) you may never know) and changed into fresh clothes, just to go and hang out in Isak's room. They spent the afternoon playing video games, and watching movies.

  As the day came to a close, they went from watching the movies, to lazily making out, while the movie became background noise. They kissed slowly and romantically, until Isak put his hands in Even's blonde hair, closing his hands to grab his hair. Even took that as a sign to go further, so he slipped his hand under Isak's shirt to run his hands gently up the younger one's stomach, then moving his hands to grip Isak's waist, tightening his grip as the kisses got more passionate and heated. Even dominated the kiss, and Isak was happy to let him, his hands wandering all over Even's warm body, but still taking a particular interest in his hair. Isak tugged at Even's shirt, and Even sat up to take his shirt off, as well as watch Isak take of his, admiring his boyfriend's smooth, pale skin. Isak let out a quiet moan as Even started kissing Isak's neck, then moving down to the collarbone, leaving small love bites along the way.

  While Isak is gripping Even's back, scratching lightly, he lets out a quiet giggle as Even kisses down his stomach, causing the makeout session to come to a stop, and Even to look at Isak with a smirk plastered on his face. "You good?" Even asks, letting out a laugh. "Yeah yeah, just-fuck-go back to what you were doing" Isak replied, blushing. They go back to kissing, only to be stopped again by Isak's laughter and squirming. "Why do you keep laughing?" Even asks, voice half filled with amusement and half filled with mild frustration because of the frequent stops. "It's just, uh, I'm, um, really ticklish..." Isak admits sheepishly, with a now very obvious blush on his cheeks. Even merely laughs, flopping down next to him, and giving Isak a loving peck on his cheek. "I love you, you know that? Even if you are super ticklish" Even states, face showing amusement and fondness. Isak cracks a smile, and cuddles up close to his boyfriend, and presses his face against Even's stomach. "So, do you wanna get something to eat, or do you just wanna stay here and cuddle?" Isak asks. "As long as I'm with you, it doesn't matter."

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