Natm Shorts

Capoleon: Sleep You Fool

Summary: Just a quick little warm up.

Unspecified background story, (Make up your own) Established relationship.

Fluff.

It's fluff.

(:)

The click of the deadbolt sliding out of place echoed loudly though the small apartment, far too loudly... If it had been any other time of day, the smallest 'click' of the lock would have been drowned out by the typical sounds of chatter through the walls and the bustle of the streets far below.

But, as it was the dead of night.

The streets were silent and the other occupants of the complex dead to the world...

Save for two.

Napoleon became acutely aware that he was no longer asleep moments after the 'click' of the deadbolt fell silent...

His eyes remained closed yes, but his mind awake and aware. He was still nestled beneath the soft blankets of his (Shared) bed, although they had rolled down to reveal his shoulders. His foot was hanging over the edge of the bed, (He hated it when that happened.)

His arms were tucked beneath the pillow, his cheek was pressed against the soft down pillow, and he was lying on his stomach...

For a moment, he simply lay there, pondering all those sleepy little thoughts, the sluggish questions conjured only in a state of lucid awareness...

And then his thoughts strayed to... Why the hell was he awake?

He slowly reached out, shuddering as the chilled night air caressed his arm. He patted along the top of the night stand before his hand settled atop the alarm clock, he tilted the small device towards him and groaned.

The alarm clock read... Some ungodly early hour, he sighed, dragging his hand to his face, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he was tempted to get up, just to see what had roused him.

Before he could kick off the covers however...

He paused...

Straining his ears to listen to the... Low groans of the building through the darkness...

The floorboards were creaking...

Slowly and quietly, as if someone were attempting to stay quiet.

He pushed himself onto his elbows, watching the small gap beneath the door, dimly illuminated by the small nightlight in the hallway, as a pair of legs made their way by...

He sighed in relief as the bathroom lights flickered to life, settling back into the bed as the common noises of clothing being ruffled about and water running met his ears.

It was just Al.

Late again, but home...

He lazily reached over his shoulder, slowly pulling the covers high, burying his brow beneath the sheets just as the door to the bedroom swung open, the familiar whine of the old hinges disturbing the once quiet night.

He ducked further beneath the covers as the hazy lamplight assaulted his closed eyes, groaning blearily in discomfort as he drew his knees to his chest.

"Did I wake you?"

Napoleon sighed heavily before rolling to his back, he slowly forced himself onto his elbows, allowing the blanket to pool at his waist as he looked across the room.

Al was in the process of taking off his undershirt, however, he had evidently paused midway, the tight shirt was looped around his arms, leaving his torso bare, leaving the taller man in only his boxers.

Napoleon merely sighed and flopped back against the mattress, muttering a weary, "Oui..." As he rolled over, turning away from the other man.

There was a heavy sigh and within a few short strides, the bed dipped as Al took a seat at the edge of the bed, an arm lazily curled around Napoleon's hip as Al leaned close, pressing his forehead against the side of the shorter mans neck, murmuring a pitiful, "I'm sorry..." Against his neck.

Napoleon remained quiet, drawing a low whine from the other man.

"Nippy..."

Napoleon huffed a tired giggle as the other man began peppering light, ticklish kisses to the side of his neck, until finally, Napoleon rolled onto his back, looking to the man half laying atop him, half sitting on the bed.

Napoleon offered a small smile as he moved to press the palm of his hand to the other mans cheek, running his thumb over Al's cheek before playfully patting the cheek.

"Come to bed?" He mused quietly, drawing a strained, sheepish smile to the other's face before Al gently cupped the hand resting against his cheek to press a chaste kiss to the palm.

"Alright..."

Napoleon tugged the covers up higher once the other man eased off the bed. Before long, the delicate cocoon of blankets was pulled back as Al slipped into the bed, pulling the smaller man against him in a snug embrace, Napoleon sighed contently before rolling over to face the other.

A chaste kiss was pressed to the smaller mans forehead before Al tucked Napoleon's head beneath his chin, holding the other close.

"I am sorry though..." Al murmured quietly.

Napoleon sighed through a tired smile, looping his arms around the other's shoulders whilst pressing his cheek to Al's chest as he whispered a quiet.

"Sleep you fool... I'll still love you in the morning."