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| Entry tags: | author: dirtylttlescret, my fiction |
Lips
Title: Lips
Author:
dirtylttlescret
A/N: So I recently discovered that my dear, dear
tweedygal has a quirky little neurosis involving even numbers. I, being the good friend that I am, not only made fun of her for it, I also dared her to face her OCD-ness head on for a drabble. She kicked ass, so this is that drabble.
When they woke up, the fire had died down and a chill crept into the oak-paneled room. Brian’s eyes were closed, but a smile caught in the curve of his lips belied that he wasn’t asleep. Justin pulled himself closer to his naked body and kissed the flat of his forehead.
“I know you’re just pretending,” he whispered.
“I’m sound asleep,” said Brian. “Be quiet, you’re ruining the moment.”
Justin moved his lips lower, brushing his eyelids.
“Did you know that I’m in love with a romantic, sentimental dork?”
Brian smiled against his cheek. “And now you’re stuck with me.”