Alley Mutts. |Brance|

Cold mornings

Bruce huffed and stepped farther into the room.
Vance scowled and sunk farther into the couch, to tired to protest his actions. Bruce noted this and chose not to fight with him. For now he would keep the peace.
Vance noted that he didn't throw another sarcastic comment and took the message.
"So what are you doing here?" Vance broke the silence. "Just relaxing I guess?" Bruce sighed and sat on the large recliner in the corner. Vance nodded even though he only heard half of the others sentence. Vance would've normally picked a fight, but he was in to much pain and just so fucking exhausted. Bruce took note of this seeing as he was also tired.

The two rested in silence. It wasn't the angry or tension filled silence that usually was, no, this time it was peaceful silence between the two. Bruce leaned his head back and closed is eyes and soon found his way into sleep. Vance followed him not to far after.

Bruce woke up first. He noticed Vance was still asleep and decided to creep out of the house before the angry blond awoke.  He stepped out of the house into the cold, dark air. He crossed his arms in lack of a jacket. He whispered a curse under his breath before continuing to his home.

Hey! I know this one is really short but uhm- my uncle fucking died and he owns our house soo- I might not have a place to live!!! Anyways sorry for bad updates but yeah!