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saint was sorry. zee knew because the younger always acted the same when he blamed himself. He was giving zee furtive glances constantly, watching his every reaction but the older one was not known for his expressive face and saint knew it very well so two days later he decided to take his courage in both hands and to be forgiven. While zee was watching TV, saint came and sat down next to him before laying down and resting his head on his knees. Of course, zee let it go because he never pushed the younger one away, he didn't hold a grudge.

'P'. ''

'What?' Zee asked changing the channel.

Saint frowned before speaking in a louder voice.

'P '.' He said again, pulling on the older man's sleeve.

'Yes, Saint?' Zee replied, looking down at him.

Saint, satisfied, gave Zee a smile before speaking.

'It's my birthday soon.'

'I know. We celebrate it every year.'

'What are you going to give me?' Asked the youngest.

'What would you like me to give you?'

'Hm ..' Saint said, pretending to think as they both knew the younger had been thinking about the question for a long time.' Maybe we could do something together?'

'We always do something together.' Zee pointed out.

'Yes, but we could do adult things.'

Zee frowned, not understanding where Saint was going.

'I thought you wanted to celebrate it with your friends.'

'Yes, but I also want to celebrate it with P'Zee.'

'Okay.'

'Okay ?'

'Hm.'

'Thank you p'. You're such a nice person.' The younger replied, caressing his arm absently before taking his hand and kissing it.

zee remained completely unmoved and saint frowned before kissing again. Getting no reaction, this time he put his lips on zee's wrist before leaving them on as the older man's scent entered his nostrils. saint closed his eyes a few seconds before being forced out of his reverie by zee's deep voice.

'What are you doing ?'

'I am smelling you.'

'Why ?'

'Because you smell good.'

'..'

'What about me, P'? Do I smell good?'

zee raised his eyebrows and saint straightened up before kneeling and leaning towards Zee.

'What?' Asked this one.

'Smell.'

'Why ?'

'Come on, P.' I'm just asking you to tell me how my perfume is.'

The older man sighed heavily before bringing his nose closer to saint's blow and taking a deep breath. Now that he thought about it, it was a little weird. He had known the younger for years and had been living and sleeping in the same bed for almost two years and yet he had never paid attention to his scent. saint smelled like vanilla and coconut.

'You gave it to me.' saint said after a while.

'Huh?'

'The perfume. You gave it to me last year.'