Oneshot Origins!

Map Tattoos (OoO)

Requested by The_Munchi

Micheal POV:

It was a cloudy, stormy day outside, and I only know this because of the occasional booms of thunder. I've been cooped up inside all day trying to decipher Ritchie's birth marks. I'm not sure how long I have been in here, but when I barely registered the sound of the door opening, I didn't even notice. I was so focused and exhausted that I didn't hear anyone ask me, "Why are you still awake?" I only noticed that Ritchie was here when he wrapped his arms around my waist. I finally snapped out of focus and looked behind me to see his concerned face.

"Oh, hey Ritchie. What do you need?" I turned back to the book that translates the map into what we need to know. I hear him sigh then suddenly a hand closes the book. "Hey!"

"What I need is for you to sleep. It's like, 5am." He turns off the lamp on my desk and pulls me out of my chair.

"Ritchie I don't need to sleep, I need answers." I try to wiggle out of his arms but to no avail. He gets me to my bed and lays me down before sliding in next to me. My face starts to heat up and I try to climb over him but he just wraps me in his arms and cuddles me. And the fact that there exhaustion is kicking in is not helping my efforts.

Eventually I stop squirming and just lay there in the arms of a son of Hermes and it's quite comfortable to be completely honest. I'm still pouting though. "Hey, if you need to study my birthmarks then you could get a better look now." He proceeds to take of his shirt. I was redder than a tomato as I buried my face in his bare chest. I hear him chuckle as I struggle to keep my eyes open. I'm about to protest again but then a yawn escapes me. "You can work on it more in the morning. Right now you need rest so that you can properly translate the map, okay?" I think about it for a second before huffing and snuggling closer to him. He chuckles in that adorable way before I feel something run through my hair. The longer he runs his fingers in my hair the sleepier I got until I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. I'm about to be dragged into sleep when I hear Ritchie whisper, "Night love."

And I could only mumble back, "Night." before I pass out completely.

Ritchie's POV:

I drowsily open my eyes to bright, afternoon sunlight. I closer my eyes and hug whatever was in my arms tighter. Then I remember what was in my arms and I open my eyes. I look down and see Michael's face buried in my chest and I couldn't help but blush. He started to stir but I ran my fingers through his hair and he was sleeping soundly again. I hear a bit of muffled giggling by the door and I crane my neck over my shoulder to see who's there. And who do I see but none other than the prophecy child and his "girlfriend" peeking through the door and taking pictures of me and my shorty.

"Eh, get out of here. I'll explain later." I whisper yell at them. They jump in surprise, but nod and leave the cabin. I turn back to Micheal as he murmured in his sleep. I nuzzle my face on his and I fell peacefully back to sleep.

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I hope you enjoyed this bit of fluff even though it's kinda short. Anyways, have a good day/night ladies and gents.