soft boy

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"H-hello?"

James smiled sweetly, blushing at the light and quiet whisper in his ear.

"Hey." He murmured back, though there was no reason for him to be so quiet. He heard Fraser giggle lightly through the phone, widening his smile. Fraser managed to stifle his giggles after a few seconds.

"Your voice is deeper than I expected." He whispered innocently. James blushed.

"Yours is softer than I expected it to be."

"Really?"

"Yeah. But you are my soft boy, so what did I expect?"

Fraser giggled again, and god James had never felt so warm and soft at someone's laugh before. He'd do whatever he had to to keep him giggling, and it scared him. Was things moving along too fast? They'd only been a "couple" for a few minutes, surely he shouldn't be this smitten over him already?

"Have I ever told you I secretly love your nicknames? I know I complain about then a lot, but... they're sweet."

James swelled with pride, a blush coating his cheeks as he smirked.

"Oh? Is that so?"

He heard Fraser giggle, and his smile widened.

"Soft boys probably my favourite though." Fraser admitted sheepishly. James sat up straighter at the confession.

"Really?" James asked, shocked. "I mean, it does suit you perfectly."

"Exactly." Fraser whispered, and James could only picture the smile on his soft boy's face. They sat in a content silence for a few moments before James made a new conversation.

"So.. how is my soft boy? You been sleeping well? Your mother's not causing you any trouble is she?"

They continued talking all through the night, Fraser giggling at some points, James complimenting him, and both of them just admitting how hard they had fallen for each other.

"...so George being the four foot dwarf he is starting climbing up my fucking back like I was a fucking tree or some shit for this damn remote. Alex was there fucking wheezing like an old man, Stephen was fucking recording it on his phone and Will was on the floor having a fucking asthma attack I swear. They.." James was in the middle of rambling about his friends when he noticed how silent Fraser had become.

"Fraser?" He whispered softly. No response. He smiled lightly.

"I guess you've fallen asleep. Night, my little soft boy. Sweet dreams."

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jamesmarriottig:
hey my little soft boy x
i think you fell asleep x
don't worry about it, you clearly needed the sleep x
if you're awake feel free to phone me back x
sweet dreams soft boy xx 💛💛