A/N: why are some of these rare pair ships so cute?? I love this one. Also it's super short.
Aaron peeked his head into Hercules's room, stepping fully into the doorway and tugging on his boxers slightly. "Herc, I'm cold." He spoke, huffing.
Hercules pulled his head up from between the pillows of his bed, the sheets rolling off his toned shoulder and onto his stomach as he shifted. "What do you want me to do, baby?"
Burr sighed, going to the closet and pulling out one of Herc's sweatshirts and pulling one over his head. "I'm cold." He crawled under the sheets, burying himself under Hercules's arm.
"Wow, first time sleeping with me. That's new." He smiled, kissing the smaller man's temple and burying his face back into the pillows before feeling kisses on the back of his neck.
"Whatcha doin'?" The darker man asked, turning his head towards his smaller boyf.
"I wanna cuddle. Please?" Burr asked, looking up into Herc's eyes and making the taller melt.
Hercules smiled, pulling Aaron into a tight embrace and pulling up the blankets.
"I wanna fall asleep like this for the rest of my life."
"You and me both, doll."
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FanfictionI'm tired and bored and cold. Mostly Kingbury because I strive for it. *Requests Open* -Smut- -Fluff- -x Reader?- I don't update this consistently, just when I feel like it.
