"Now where is that damn shirt?" Cry asked, his face holding a confused expression as he finished looking through his drawer. He narrowed his eyes in confusion, but it soon being replaced with a knowing smirk. He closed the drawer, standing, and walking over to his room. Peeking inside, he saw no other than Pewds, cuddled up with Cry's shirt on.
"Too fucking cute" he whispered, quickly and quietly going over to Pewds's peaceful sleeping body, bending down, and brushing his hair softly, placing a small kiss on the head. He smiled, turning and about to leave when he heard a small chuckle.
"Get back over here." He heard a demanding, yet sleepy voice call softly. Cry rolled his eyes, turning back and going over to his sleepy blonde. Pewds smiled up to him, grabbing his hand and scooting over some, allowing his lover to lay next to him. Cry didn't hesitate to get comfortable, feeling no other than the Swede's head to be rested on his chest. Pewds scooted over, cuddling closer into Cry's chest in an almost cat like manner.
Cry smiled down at him, humming a sweet tune as he started gently rubbing Pewds's head, playing with his hair a bit as well, lulling his blonde back into a peaceful slumber. Cry felt his eyes droop, but tried to stay awake a bit longer. He sighed in content, letting his eyes shut, wrapping his arm around Pewds's shoulder and bringing him close, his hand staying on his head.
"Sleep well, my t-shirt stealer."
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It's short, I know, but I just wanted to make a little cute thing. So, take this little cute thing!
