The two sat there for what seemed like hours, the Frank Sinatra still playing. Their hands were now locked together as Patrick ran his fingers through Habit's messy hair. "Wanna go inside?" Habit looked up at Patrick, his gaze now soft and calm.. maybe even welcoming to those who dared making eye contact with the sadistic being. Patrick gave a small nod, standing up. The two walked inside and flopped down on the couch, turning on the tv. Habit crawled closer to Patrick, resting his head on his chest. At this moment in time, he was the only person Habit cared about. The two just watched movies streaming on HBO for the rest of the time being. Occasionally, Patrick whispered sweet chants in Habit's ear such as, "I love you.." and "You're perfect." Habit returned these with sweet purrs. For once in forever, he was calm and happy. Soon, tired eyes soon closed. Habit slowly fell asleep to the movie. Patrick placed a kiss on Habit's head, holding him closer. The rain pounded against the windows as Habit slept, his soft snores soon filling the room. Hours later Habit's eyes fluttered open, greeted by a sleeping Patrick. He quietly watched him, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He rested his chin on Patrick's chest, quietly watching him like a child watching a butterfly flutter around. He felt Patrick slowly sit up, Habit quickly faked being asleep in fear of being judged. Once he felt Patrick's hand rest on his shoulder Habit slowly sat up. "..Good morning sleeping beauty.." Patrick smiled, brushing a strand of hair out of Habit's face. "..mornin'." Habit smiled. "How did you sleep??" Patrick smiled. "I slept good.." Habit grinned widely. "That's good.." He pecked his forehead, smiling. The man in suspenders buried his head in Habit's neck. Habit smiled, playing with Patrick's hair. "What do ya wanna do??" Patrick kissed his neck before sitting up straight. "..wanna get some coffee??"
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