It was hot. Really fucking hot. The studio was hot since the AC went out and the band was soaked in sweat. Matt would be lying if he said he didn't feel tempted to take off his pants, but he had no boxers on, so that would have been a bit of a problem. He mentally slapped himself for wanting to go commando this morning, and now it came back to slap him in the face. His tattoos glistened from all the sweat, some of them looked fresh even.
"Hi guys!" Zacky walked in the studio, his book bag slung over his shoulder, a cup in his hand. He was wearing his favorite flannel and a pair of jeans with his red converse. The guys groaned in response, laying around like bums with their phones in their sweaty hands, smearing the sweat all over their phone screens.
"What do you got, Z?" Matt nodded towards the cup, thinking it was coffee, but it didn't have the Starbucks logo so he was just clueless of what the drink was.
"Chocolate milkshake. I made it before I left." Zacky said, sitting down beside Matt, sipping the milkshake causing it to get on his upper lip and make a milkshake stache. Matt chuckled and licked it off, smirking a bit when Zacky squeaked.
"Sharing is caring. Gimme some. I'm hot." Matt whined, wrapping his strong arms around Zacky and began to press sweaty kisses to his face.
"Ew! Matt!" Zacky giggled uncontrollably, trying to act disgusted. The singer took the milkshake from Zacky's hand, pressing another kiss to his soft lips. "Hey! That's mine!"
"Sharing is caring." Matt repeated, flicking Zacky's nose. He scrunched up his nose and huffed, watching Matt take a few big gulps. Some of it when down his chin and his cheeks, all the way down to his neck. Zacky decided to be kid enough to clean that up for his boyfriend, dragging his tongue up his neck, licking away the chocolate drink. Matt's breath hitched, pulling the cup away from his lips. Half of it was gone, since Matt gulped down so much (even though it's clear that Z is the one who-) which made Zacky pout. He pressed his lips against Matt's, kissing him gently to lick away all the chocolate that was left on his chapped lips.
"Sorry, baby." Matt apologized, seeing Zacky's pout and the half empty cup. He pulled the smaller man into his lap, wrapping his arms around Zacky's tiny frame.
"It's fine." Zacky shrugged, smiling at him. He took the cup and finished the rest, gulping it down almost as fast as Matt did. He put the empty cup down on the floor, wiping his mouth with the flannel sleeve.
"I'll make sure to give you something better when we get home, M'kay?" Zacky smirked at that, nodding happily as he cuddled into his boyfriend. He was very sweaty and gross, but Zacky didn't mind. He was hot too, but his flannel would probably never leave his fragile body. It was silence in the studio until the AC cut back on and they went to do their work once it was cool and they weren't dripping sweat.
"I love you." Matt mumbled, wrapping his arms around his lover's waist, waiting for Syn to get out so he could sing.
"I love you too, milkshake stealer." Zacky smiled, looking up at him. Matthew just rolled his eyes.
"Sharing is caring." Matt repeated again.
"If you say that one more time, I'm never sharing with you again." Zacky joked, rolling his eyes. Matt just chuckled.
"Mhm, okay, sweet pea."
