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sleeping in my bed
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After Harley passed out in Graham's room, the smaller male decided to get some stuff done at the house. Sure he lived alone and had all the time in the world to clean, but it really irked him there was still chaos from the night before.

Remembering he had some quick errands to run, knowing Harley wasn't a threat. Besides, if he wanted to leave he would have already been gone a good while ago.

Graham leaned against the doorhinge, softly watching the male sleep. Softly humming, wondering just what exactly the male's story was. His dark eyes were so cold and... uncertain of well - everything.

Deciding not to be creepy and let him sleep. He gathered a jacket in a quiet manner and headed back downstairs.

He was only ten minutes down the road when he remembered his boyfriend was coming over today... and there was an unknown male in his bed...