Only Human | Sander Sides

Sleepy Sunsets~Sleepxiety

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-requested by StaryTheBookWorm
-they r cats

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Summer is Remy's second favorite season, after Fall, of course. The warm sun is perfect for mid-day naps, and the sound of crickets accompanied his sleepy music playlist well. Virgil took notice of this and enjoyed it very much. "You're like a cat," He told Remy, finding him half-asleep on the couch with the curtains open, sunlight from the big bay window heating his back. "Look, you're even curled up." Remy laughed lazily, "Says the one that hisses." Virgil shrugged and tapped Remy's leg, telling him to scoot over. He laid next to him and Remy curled into his side. Virgil played with his hair absent-mindedly, "You're a cute kitty." Remy hummed, eyes still closed, "You are too babe." Remy dozed off quickly and Virgil followed, saying goodbye to whatever sleep schedule they already had and hello to whatever back pain would follow. This happened often. So often that they got a bigger couch, Remy had accidentally pushed Virgil off a couple of times. 

When Remy's birthday came around, Virgil knew exactly what to do. He made a simple meal, not wanting to fuck up and get them sick. He bought a hammock from amazon and dug an old blanket and a cute basket from the attic. He took the plain Christmas lights and strung them around the backyard, laying the blanket on the ground and putting the basket full of food on top of it. He got his old radio and picked out Remy's favorite music to play, laying it next to the blanket. When Remy came home from work, everything was perfect. The sun was close to setting, the lights were on, and soft songs danced out of the radio and into the air. Virgil brought Remy into the backyard and smiled at his awestruck expression. "Happy birthday." Remy jumped on Virgil, kissing him, "This is amazing, thank you so much, babe!" 

Virgil opened the basket once they had sat down and pulled out some sandwiches. Remy laughed and Virgil turned red, "I didn't want to make the food wrong and get you sick!" Remy grabbed one, "It's perfect, babe." They started to eat and Remy let out a noise of appreciation, "This is the best damn sandwich I've ever had." Virgil laughed and Remy nodded, "Definitely, no other sandwich in the world can best this one." They finished eating and danced a bit, swaying to soft songs from the radio. The sun started to set and Virgil lit some tiki torches to keep the bugs away and they climbed into the hammock. They watched the sunset and Remy slowly dozed off, Virgil playing with his hair. After a little while longer watching the sky, Virgil decided to go inside. He picked up Remy and carried him inside, snuffing the torches as he went. Remy didn't wake up. He put Remy in bed and climbed in himself, cuddling up and dozing off.