Random One Off Stories

Come To Bed, Darling

A/N: This is based on a couple of my characters and, to be honest, I just really wanted to write some fluff for them.

"Axal," Ajax whined as he stood beside the couch, "Darling, just come to bed you can watch tomorrow."

Axal turned and looked at his husband's smaller form. He laughed lightly at the sight before him. Ajax's hair was messy, he had just gotten out of the shower and towel dried it, making it so little spikes of hair stuck out in every direction. He wore shorts and one of Axal's pink sweaters. For reference, Ajax was a thin, 5'2 man, whereas Axal stood at 6'3 and had the muscle structure of a god. In short, the sweater was huge on him.

"Babe, come on, I've managed to keep up with it properly since it first aired, the only reason I'm watching now is because someone decided to drag me out to the market today." Ajax just huffed and rolled his eyes. "Just, come sit with me, the episodes are only 45 minutes." He walked over and practically threw himself into Axal's side, tossing an arm over his shoulder and playing with his long curls. As he did this, Axal looped an arm around his waist and kissed the top of his head.

"I hate you."

"I know."

"I'm gonna make you go to the market again with me tomorrow, I forgot some stuff."

"Hun, that's fine, just shut up, it's starting."

After getting about a half an hour into the episode, Axal began to notice soft snores coming from beside him. He looked down at Ajax's sleeping form and smiled sweetly. Small floating, dimly lit light began to fill the room. Axal had found out not long after they moved in together that this was something that happened when a faerie slept. Or, at least, it happened with the species that Ajax was.

He sat in complete silence through the rest of the episode, quickly turning off the TV the second it ended.

"Hun." He slightly nudged Ajax. He got a light grunt in response. He scooped Ajax into his arms and carried him off to their bedroom. He laid him down gently only to be pulled down by Ajax. "Babe, I need to change."

"No." Was all that escaped Ajax's lips.

"Fine." He crawled over and laid down next to his husband. "Goodnight, you stupid pixie."

"Goodnight, you big oaf."

Hah, this is really bad, but there's really no good way for me to convey just how soft these big, gay idiots are and I needed to write about them. So ya got this, and I apologize.