(FLUFF AND SMUT)
This is p much just smut w/ cuddling lmao so you can skip this if it isn't your thing
Aka I just suddenly really wanted to write early morning sleepy smut
(Sleepy!Tyler and NotSoSleepy!Josh)
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The early rays of the morning sun stream in through the window, where laced curtains hang, just about see-through from the thin, white material. It warms up the spots on the wooden floorboards, dancing across the surface in it's watery, fluid form.
Tyler is warm.
His body pressed flushed against another, face smushed halfway into the pillow, adorned by stray strands of messy, chocolate curls. His plump, cherry lips are parted slightly, letting out soft breaths and occasionally, adorable little snores as he wanders the lands of sleep.
Joshua is less asleep than he is, coffee-cupped eyes flickering tiredly over Tyler's sleeping frame. From where he's looking at him from above, for the boy was snuggled into his chest, he can see the tip of his pixie nose, slightly reddened and sleep-ridden, pushed against his collarbones. His hair lies on his head in tangles, seeming extra-fluffy from the morning, and his pale, star-freckled arms are indented with the folds of the times he'd lied on the blankets too long. The stark, black tattoos stand out from his golden skin, contrasting beautifully against the soft peach colour and the snow-white sheets.
The rest of his body is completely bare--so is his own, really--disappearing under the layers of white, wrinkled sheets, bodies sprawled out closely against each other. Tyler is beautiful, and Josh wants to stay here, lying next to him for the rest of eternity.
That doesn't go to plan, however, as Tyler starts to awaken, body shifting against his, arms wrapping loosely around his waist. Josh can feel the dewy, warm feel of his skin against his chest, his thighs, in the most intimate of places, and he only smiles softly, watching the brown-haired being hum to life.
"Good morning." he murmurs. The first two words of the day. His voice is expectedly rough, yet soft, like velvet--and don't tell, but Tyler loves him like this. He loves the mornings after.
"Good mornin'." the brunet mumbles, nose nudging languidly into the crook of Josh's neck. Swinging a leg over his hips so that he's effectively clinging onto him like a koala would to a tree, he presses a featherlight kiss right under the curve of Josh's jaw, long eyelashes tickling his cheeks as he attempts to blink away the veil of sleep clouding his doe eyes.
It takes a few moments for him to adjust to the golden sunlight, streaming into their room, but as soon as he does, he's keening his head upwards, plump lips puckering slightly in hopes of a kiss. The other pastel-haired boy only laughs softly, the sound rolling off his tongue in gentle waves as he leans down and captures his lips in a kiss, feeling Tyler's warm breath as he sighs into it.
"What're we doin' today, J?" he asks sleepily, the corner of his mouth twisting into a half-awake, yet oddly endearing smile. There's a twinkle in his doe-like eyes, and Josh finds himself staring again, watching the slightly crease between Tyler's dark eyebrows.
"We can stay in ba little longer." Josh mumbles, earning a lilting giggle from the smaller boy as he hugs him flush against his chest in one movement, burying his head into the valley of his shoulders, littering soft kisses over the dewy skin, grazing the surface of fresh, red-and-purple bruises, and fading marks of tongue and teeth.
