Some fluff for the smol bois

H U S H

"Jasper Chase~" Ryan let out a low whine as he fell onto the brunette who was nearly passed out already on the bed. A low grunt was heard from below him but otherwise, no response.

Which simply would not do.

Rolling off of Jasper and instead settling into a seated position next to him, Ryan began to paw at the grumbling brunette's side.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey," Ryan began to chant the word, each 'hey' being accompanied by the press of his hand to Jasper's side.

"Ryan, stop it," The brunette finally responded with a mumble, one that Ryan can definitely hear but definitely ignores.

"Pay attention to me~" the whine filled the air of the otherwise still room, Ryan using both hands to push Jasper's entire body over until he's laying on his back. Jasper blinks slowly, staring up at a very giggly Ryan in mild amusement.

"I'm always paying attention to you, 'Ry', but it's half past midnight and unlike you, I have work in the morning," Ryan huffed, glaring harshly- although not all that harshly- down at Jasper in mock offense.

Instead of playing along, Jasper ignored the fierce gaze with a light chuckle before closing his eyes. He fully intends to sleep, just play dead until Ryan gives up.

But the long-haired man has always made it hard for him to do.

"Jasperrrrr!" Ryan whined again, stretching himself up before dropping his weight onto the others chest.

Glancing over his shoulder to see that he was in fact successful in getting Jasper to open his eyes once more, Ryan smiles wide and sits up slightly.

He only moves enough to face Jasper, still draped over the man's chest in a childish manner. Their eyes meet, and as exasperated as Jasper looks, Ryan can't keep in the first thought that comes to mind.

"Well hello handsome, come here often?"

The response is delayed, but after a good second of Ryan just smiling smugly at Jasper's wide eyes, the Brunette burst into laughter.

"Ryan, this is my bed," he laughs for a moment, head tipped back, hair sprawled out behind him.

Always so beautiful.

"Hey, Jasper," Ryan starts, voice gruff from the alcohol and lack of sleep, yet still so full of energy. He waits until the man below him meets his gaze again, "Who do you like?"

"Huh?" the amusement doesn't vanish from his green eyes, but confusion mixes in as clear as day, "I like plenty of people. Unlike you, I can easily admit when I've made a friend."

Jasper knows, Ryan can feel it, that that's not what he meant. He's only trying to get a rise out of him, or to get Ryan to give up this weird alcohol-induced game.

But the liquor has made Ryan feel light, the jab not successful in getting him upset but instead makes him sink into the chest he was resting against. He put his best suave look on, only giggling a little.

"I mean who do you have a crush on, idiot."

"Ryan-"

"Oh, me? You have a crush on me?" Ryan smirked as he moved himself up slightly so that his own face was closer to Jasper's, "That's pretty embarrassing~"

"Ryan, oh my god," Jasper nearly guffawed, trying to keep his laughter and amazement at how odd Drunk Ryan could be, at bay, "We're married, you dumbass."

Ryan lightly slapped a hand against Jasper's chest, a look of mock hurt passing over his features.

"Hey, don't call me a dumbass! That's so mean. And you said you liked me? Ah!"