Shared Warmth - Will Graham

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Yawning, you slowly drug yourself upstairs to the bedroom, Winston following you closely; you stretched as you shimmied out of your shoes and jeans before crawling into the warm bed beside Will, your boyfriend, and daring to snuggle against him.

"You're cold," he chuckled, surprisingly pulling you closer and melting against you, his warmth infecting and intoxicating you; Winston then jumped onto the bed and curled up by your feet, his head resting on your calves.

"That's because it's cold outside," you pointed out, unable to stop the yawn that tore through you. "Do me a favour?"

"Anything," Will promised.

"Don't get out of bed," you mumbled. "It's too cold."

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