Extorted and Expecting

Lazy Loving

As Tyler made his way down the stairs and into the small hallway to get to the kitchen Ethan turned on their television so he could begin looking through movies, but while it powered on he reached down for the blankets -hissing lightly as he did so- and pulled them further up his body so he could wrap it around himself more and cuddle into the soft material, slipping the remote into the baggy sleeve of his sweatshirt so his arm wouldn't be cold while he navigated to the Netflix application they had installed. He didn't care that it was actually quite warm in the room, he had always liked to feel nice and hot rather then stick with warm, it's why he loved to take showers as hot as he did, though he tried to keep them a little less then what he would actually prefer as he would often burn his shoulders with the scalding water. He tried to think of what movie the two of them should watch, choosing a single movie from a genre was a lot easier then searching the depths of Netflix and seeing where they ended up, so he thought about the options they had and what it could lead to: he could go with the classic horror movie that guys loved to take their dates out to see for an excuse to cuddle, though he wasn't entirely in the mood for something scary and he had actually been having problems with watching them lately as the monsters he saw on screen were beginning to slip into his dreams along side the real-life monster in his life; a romance movie would be another classic to go with, something he could easily snuggle with Tyler during while they snuck little kisses between scenes, though that normally led to small make out sessions that would only progress and he couldn't really deal with that right now.

Sad movie? No.
Mystery? Nah.
Romantic comedy? Nu-uh.
Comedy comedy? Not really in the mood.

He groaned letting his head fall back against the pillows while his eyes slipped shut, as he began to pout he heard the creak of the loose floorboard by the bedroom door and turned his head towards the sound, eyes fluttering back open only to land on his taller boyfriend, who was not only holding a rather large glass of orange juice with a twisty straw in it, but a bowl that looked to be full of strawberries and other fruits.
"Hey little dove, I figured you might get hungry pretty soon, so I grabbed some sweet things that can qualify as healthy breakfast foods, though it's about three in the afternoon so it's closer to dinner time."

Come to think of it, Ethan was hungry, but he'd been too caught up with his thoughts to really realize it, and having two breakdowns that day didn't help him focus on his hunger. Ethan smiled slightly and nodded,
"Thank you, Ty," He said graciously and the taller male gave a smile in return,
"Of course. Did you pick a movie?" He questioned, looking at the television, which answered his own question when he saw Ethan hadn't chosen one yet. However, the bluebird still responded with a slight chuckle,
"Obviously not, I'm very indecisive, as you can tell," His tone was joking but the words were the complete truth. Ethan would take the longest time to decide on what he wanted to wear, eat, and, well, what to watch. The gentle giant chuckled, shaking his head slightly, a light-hearted smile on his face as he walked over. Standing at the edge of the bed, he reached out, holding the glass of orange juice out to his boyfriend, who took it with another small thanks and looked at the television with nothing yet playing as he took a drink, already feeling his thirst begin to be quenched, gulping down a little more than half the glass before setting it on the bedside nightstand.
"Well, you weren't lying when you said you were thirsty . ." Tyler pointed out the very obvious, carefully climbing on the bed and sitting down while holding the bowl of fruit with one hand. He handed that too to his lover, who took it, setting it to his side, plucking a strawberry and taking a small bite even though the fruit was pretty much bite-sized. He gave a small hum, followed by a smile as he chewed; his boyfriend, who sat beside him, watching with slight amusement dancing in his sapphire coloured eyes.
"I never thought I'd see a blueberry eating a strawberry," He told him, obviously joking, and with the slight, but playful glare that was thrown his way by said blueberry, he couldn't help but chuckle and lean forward, kissing his pale cheek. Ethan let out a soft whine at that, deciding to tease him back so he raised his hand, wiping at his cheek.
"Ew, Ty!" His bottom lip stuck out in a slight pout, which the elder would've found adorable had it not been in the context given. Tyler gasped, placing a hand to his chest above his heart, feigning hurt.
"Well then. . . That's the last time I bring you juice and fruit, and give you kisses," He muttered, huffing a bit. Of course, he wasn't really upset, as he knew Ethan was only joking around. He knew Ethan had a playful nature - he'd been with him for three years, and known him for a bit before that. He wouldn't allow something so trivial to really hurt his feelings.